The Fatal Lie: Pt.2

"Cliff, a private detective, is on his way to Las Vegas to track down the guy who stole from the mob."

It was 1930, and life was closing in on folks ever since the Stock Market crash the year before. The only people making money were gangsters and bootleggers for this was still Prohibition in the United States Cliff, a private...

The Fatal Lie: Pt.1

"Chicago private eye gets involved with gangsters and women during prohibition"

The heat was on in the city, and it wasn't just Chicago's sizzling summer. It had been a decade since the Prohibition era had started and as a result, Chicago was a lawless town of corruption and anarchy. Gangsters controlled...

Passion’s Magical Alchemy

"In Elizabethan London, Dr Simon Forman visits the theatre with apparently magical consequences"

Simon sat at a table in a back room of the tavern nursing his glass of red wine. It was normally a raucous place after a performance at the theatre but tonight the atmosphere was strangely subdued. He stared into...

Elsie and the Darkness Part 1: The Fantasy

"A young Jewish man fantasizes about his true love while hiding from the Nazi's during WWII"

It had been almost a year and a half and I’d still never grown used to the darkness. Every once in a while, on what must have been especially sunny days, glimmers of light would come through the miniscule spaces...

At Seventeen

"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 Tale of Merry Olde England

"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...

Ties That Bind

"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, 1692

"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?”...