Cut and Run
Amy hung sloppily off the arm of Scott. To everyone at the party, it appeared that she couldn’t hold her liquor as well as she’d thought. Billie, of course, ...
Prefer to read a series from the beginning? Haley's War is an unfinished chaotic fever dream, but it's a helluva ride.
Amy hung sloppily off the arm of Scott. To everyone at the party, it appeared that she couldn’t hold her liquor as well as she’d thought. Billie, of course, ...
Eunice set the picture of their Caribbean vacation on the side table as quietly as she could, trying not to wake him. She brought her fingers to her lips, ki...
Janine’s leg bounced and jittered as if it had a mind of its own. If only I could tap this as an energy source, she thought, hoping for distraction. She pres...
The rattle and rumble of the train on its tracks persisted in their pursuit of my sleep. I fought the fatigue despite being awake for the last thirty hours. ...
It’s late at night and we lie in bed Lost in thought, alone in mind The heat of passion cooling soft Drifting darkly, we are blind
I put the rest of the tools in the trunk and wheeled it over to the tie-downs. The sweat poured off my head despite the cooling salt air. It was a hot day an...
“Eyes up, soldier,” she said and I did. The corner of her mouth was turned up in a smirk, eyes sparkling.
Late at night she walks the scene alone Enticing predatory eyes Trying too hard to attract Streetwalker in war paint Short skirt, long jacket Too much l...
Lamia wrapped the mottled scarf around her light frame, enjoying the silky sensation as the soft cool hide hugged her contours. She didn’t have need of mirro...
Without a single glimpse back, David quietly closed the door and walked down the sidewalk and out of her life.
Respawn.
You don’t have to shovel rain. I don’t ski.