$0.99 Goodreads Barnes & Noble Kobo Smashwords Kindle: US UK DE FR ES IT For the last six years, Marla was a fixture of the wildly successful Donna’s Teddy Clubhouse, a show aimed for competitive Caucasian Northern American Girls 14 market. But, age betrayed her and she was fired for not having a profitable enough… Continue reading →

Shila dropped her pack on the table with a disgusted sigh and peered down at the log book half buried in food wrappers. Her hand gripped into a tight fist as she shook her head before sitting down heavily on the wooden stool. “Bastard couldn’t wait, could he?” Her voice was smooth, with a faint… Continue reading →

“Excuse me.” Dalstaff, the Scourge of the Six Rivers and Destroyer of Idiots Who Woke Him Up, cracked open one eye. He was in a perfect position for his emerald eyes to glint from the light that came from the cracks in the ceiling. He practiced that look to present the delicate balance of lazy… Continue reading →

It was a beautiful day. Brilliant sunlight streamed out of the clear, blue sky and filtered down across the green landscape. The birds and the bees murmured softly in the sounds of life as a warm breeze stroked across the trees. A doe stepped out of a copse of trees, blinking away the sleep before… Continue reading →

Detective Edward Stolis stepped over the body of the dead woman and crouched down next to the teenage girl next to her. The teenager looked up with all the pain in the world as tears rolled down her cheeks, marring her mascara and splashing down on the sequined dress that covered her lap. For a… Continue reading →

The Man chewed on his cigar as he picked his way across the brightly flaming bodies of his precious frat boys and girls. Across from him, the dazed shape of the Big Wisniewski tugged on his bathrobe as he did the same, winding his way around the stench puddles that ate away at his disgusting… Continue reading →

Paperwork was the death of all old ninjas. Lieutenant Daker stared down at his desk, his dark green eyes probing scattered piles of paper spread out across the hard translucent surface. Half of them were lined up perfectly, the other half in scattered piles with no rhyme or reason. Below the pages, he could see… Continue reading →

The full moon hung in the sky, spreading it’s brilliance across the ocean surf with sparkling light. The surf was quiet, swells that whispered up the sand and drew back silently. The beach was deserted, void of human life as the ocean brushed up against the sand in quiet, almost measured beats. Salt filled the… Continue reading →

Greg stared at the back wall of his basement with trepidation. Somewhere behind the rotting paneling and tacky tile was a room. A room that showed up on blueprints but had no doors. He glanced behind him where had arranged nearly a ton of wood, steel, drywall, and home improvement tools. A couple thousand dollars… Continue reading →

Claire stared down at the purple-rimmed wound on her thigh. The jagged bite mark managed to start healing only a few hours after the damn dog bit her, but even three days later, it remained painful and sensitive. She used a fingernail to pick at the scab, wincing at the pain but unable to stop.… Continue reading →

We all wanted him, that much was painfully clear to us who waited for him. But, despite our black suits and looming schedules, none of us could tear ourselves away from his corner. It was the first in months he had not shown up to dance, to sing, to amuse. I ached to see what… Continue reading →

The door slammed hard into the plaster wall and knocked down a few errant portraits before swinging back just as violently. The door smacked the man following behind the baron right in the chest, staggering him back. Shaking his head, the older man managed to clear his head and burst through the door. “Baron, I… Continue reading →

Clouds of oil smoke poured out from a cracked manifold, choking Staple’s breath as he dangled his hand between two heated pipes while trying to reach for his wrench. He felt searing heat burning his shoulder and strained to keep the canvas cloth away from the black fixtures. His fingers flicked at the wrench, swearing… Continue reading →