"Dr Forman was a real historical figure with a professed appetite for the fairer sex..."
Doctor Simon Forman sat at his desk in a comfortably appointed house a few streets back from the South Bank of the River Thames, using the early morning hours of watery sunshine to scribble up his case notes. Always an...
"Two seventeen year old girls find friendship and more in the summer of 1969"
The summer I turned seventeen was very replete. It had begun with the Stonewall riots, then the lives of seven innocent people had been brutally taken in the Hollywood Hills and Woodstock was well on it’s way into Rock and...
"A Lord exercises his right."
Tim was not a nice boy. We say ‘boy’ because that is what people called him. No one knew exactly how old he was. He showed up one day at the inn and agreed to work for food and a...
"Sometimes history isn't as ancient as you think."
Marcus Avilius looked up from the scroll he was deciphering when the woman walked into the room. It was tedious work pulling the hidden messages from the benign looking scrolls, and the fact that the messages were routine status reports...
"Salem was no place for innocents."
“Oh please, sir, not tonight.” James Abernathy had raised the girl’s skirts and petticoats to her waist and was about to push her onto the bed she had just folded down at the House of the Seven Gables. “Why not?”...
"A viking woman waits in anticipation for the return of her lover after the summer raids."
The morning air was heavy and thick with mist. Tendrils of the morning fog wrapped its fingers around the trunks and branches of trees, engulfing the leaves in its mouth, pressing the rest of its massive body against the rippling...
"This is a work of speculative fiction and is not purported to be an accurate historical rendering."
After all the noise and smoke and killings of 1881, Tombstone, Arizona began attracting scribes the way a buffalo corpse attracts vultures and flies. It seemed as if every newspaper back East had to have an eyewitness account of the...
43 AD. Britannia. While gazing at the flickering lantern beside him, Legate Vespasian shuddered, though not from the cold. He glanced down to watch the slender, pale fingers of another’s hand trail down his scarred, olive skin and slither beneath...
"Only the tragic Queen Anne Boleyn and her maid knew the secret of their lesbian affair."
In the early spring of the year 1533 and following years of turbulent courtship, my mistress Anne Boleyn is now wed to King Henry and is the rightful Queen of England. Our lives could never be the same again and...
Elena was a wonderful young woman when I met her, not that I could really understand much of what she was saying. Elena was a strange one, she wasn’t your typical beauty and she had a way about her, a...
