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Siren II
"Probably won't make as much sense if you don't read the first part. Thanks if you do. Part III coming soon."
The bungalow was tucked into the green obscurity along the mountain road a few miles east of Larsen’s Peak. The place was well kept if not exactly tidy. Townes had moved in a year before, and spent the first few...
Happily Ever Whatever
"Another one from the vault, a little bit tweaked."
I’m here, it said. Layne let out a slow breath and hit the send button on his phone, then waited while the car idled at the curb. It was a torpid night - muggy - and the city reeked of...
Burning Star 5
"The final chapter."
X Lyla was sitting on the piano bench, facing the keyboard. Shana was sitting close beside her, facing the opposite way. The singer was absently running through finger patterns on the keys with one hand, but the board was turned off...
VIII Case lay naked on the floor of the open, ground floor salon listening to Lyla play through the songs she’d been working on over the past month. It had surprised him when he first heard her sing without a full...
IIIRawlins undressed in his living room while Lyla took a shower. Despite driving another hour and a half with the heat blowing, his clothes still felt tacky. Leaving them in a heap on the terra cotta floor near the couch,...
Burning Star I
"Another one from way back in the vault."
Lyla Simon was breaking a sweat, skin glistening like wet obsidian while the band drove her hard through fatback anthems of desperation and betrayal. She was an avenging angel of lust in every song, full of anguish and the perfume...
He waited in the front courtyard near the car. The laundry Aria had hung earlier was gone now. He wore light, charcoal linen pants she’d washed and carefully ironed, with a loose, button down short sleeve shirt. There was a...
Raw Honey I
"One from the vault, somewhat tweaked. Stay tuned for Part II."
Aria moved like a torch song, as if her body were all one, fluid continuum of sinew and flesh. She was hanging wet laundry on the line between the rear corner of the villa and the date palm at the...
I have seen her move nakedThrough the semi-darknessLike a sphere of pale lightThat wandered off out of a streetlampAnd got lost on the way to a dreamIn which we were coming homeFrom the end of everything that wasn’t thisTo rest...