"Rael lays plans. Silmaria feeds her need."
Rael still wasn’t sure he was making the right choice. He was torn between feeling he was abandoning his duty and honor, and the certainty that remaining here at the war camp meant it was only a matter of time...
"Silmaria reflects on bitter sweet memories and sexual beginnings."
Master Edwin IronWing’s study smelled of oak and wood polish, and leather and old vellum. It was a spacious, open room. A huge window took up the north-facing wall, staring out over the planting fields to the north. In the...
"Aftermath of the battle yields questions for Rael."
"If ye can spare a moment, Milord, I'm ready to report." Rael looked up from a map covering the huge pinewood table in his tent. A variety of similar maps and charts were arrayed on the table and rolled into...
"Tmes are hard at IronWing Manor, especially for Silmaria, a unique servant with a unique problem."
Her eyes slowly opened, brilliant green wide eyes the color of emeralds or the green, green grass that grew in the gardens during the all too brief months of spring and summer. They were slitted. Like a cats, people would...
I had been on the road to Long Island, and I had arrived to a perfect reception. Margo had taken me for a great sexual ride. It was now late afternoon and we were chatting in the kitchen. She had...
"An epic journey has its roots in blood and war."
Rain fell in a sporadic icy deluge. No true storm, it was nonetheless a persistent enough spattering of ice and water to make the battleground a wet, slushy mess of melting ice, frigid wind, and watered down puddles of mud...
When last you were following my story I had been on a road trip visiting fine ladies I had found on my writing site. We were all good friends, and they had all invited me to visit. I didn't surprise...
"The lusts and loves of a Gilded Age family"
Chapter Two Rose O’Toole Part 1 Dark circles shadowed Rose O’Toole’s green eyes. Three worrisome weeks at a boarding house in New York’s notorious Five Points section left Rose with fingernails gnawed down to nubs. On that April morn, she...
"Accused of witchcraft and driven into the forests of France, Annabel, Julia and Edward need to live."
Chapter 1 Annabel carefully walked through the tall forest, checking the traps her lover Edward had laid out to catch unsuspecting rabbits. It had been five months since they were chased out of their home in London. A priest had...
"A 21 year old single gay man in the closet must confront his issues in search of happiness love"
Chapter One My name is Dominic Jones and my story begins a few weeks after my twenty-first birthday. Looking back, I think I first realised I was gay when I was thirteen years old, but I don't think I fully...
