Subject 15: Ch 17

Having returned to Ishan’s offices, Fane was at a loss regarding what he was supposed to do. He was no bodyguard. He was neither certified nor trained as one. He was an ammo tech and dive instructor. He monitored the armoury. He cleaned and accounted for everything. He taught people how to not drown when…

Firefly Fish: Ch 16

“Marin!” Saeesar called behind me as I broke the surface of the ocean. We were surprisingly closer than I thought to land. The crevice had been part of a deep section off a long shallow shelf. Instead of wasting the charm, I used it to push myself towards the soft sand beach. “Marin!” Saeesar called…

Firefly Fish: Ch 14

“Tell me of your home.” I studied paper white skin at the edge of my cheek. Green flecks of plankton and salt drifted in swirls of ocean waters across Saeesar’s chest. The sun beat down on us as we floated over calm waves. His fins billowed out around him, soft and translucent like threadbare muslin….

Firefly Fish: Ch 12

“The problem remains, though, even in accepting your dowry, that I don’t speak Antumnos, and I can’t use my gills. What is there for us if I have an aversion to the water?” I motioned to the horizon behind Saeesar.   He pulled up a shoulder and twisted his head at the question. “I am not…

Subject 15: Ch 9

The hell? What’s the Prince’s deal? Fane threw a flat rock with all his might against the satin-smooth surface of the lake. The stone skipped a good ten or eleven spots before sinking near the other side. This was his little area. Well, he had to share it with another passerby. It was the base’s…

Subject 15: Ch 8

The door clicked shut behind Fane. Zephyr, after regaining his startled senses, looked down at the blade in his hand. Ornate in nature, it was a high-end piece that could only have come from the Prince. He mused for a second before observing the man. Orlov stood unphased after the encounter. Zephyr approached the royal….

Firefly Fish: Ch 3

It wasn’t for a lack of trying. I pushed. I fought. I wrote letters. I showed up. I begged. I did what I could. Yet, my desire for a fine arts degree fell apart. I worked for the pharmacist during the days when I wasn’t working over dad’s farm to save up for the impossible….

Roman Jewels: Prologue, Act 1,

Prologue Enter Chorus Two ship crews, both alike in disposition, In shadowed Squanderer’s Bay, where this story unfolds, From old insults arise a perturbed mission, Where privateer treasure lays in blood bound holds, From Pirate Code ink of these two captains A duo of course-crossed lovers escape their fate; Whose curious discovery happens Do with…

To Be Gilded: Ch 1

“You will not consider any of this season’s bachelorettes, Deryk?” His mother’s crepe paper-skinned hand hovered near the bone china teacup handle. He lifted a shoulder and raised his own cup if only to have a way of not answering her. She pursed her lips, glaring under sparse white brows at his casual dismissal. “What…

Subject 15: Ch 1

Fane Anson has a dash of amnesia and a smidge of ptsd. Ishan Orlov has a thing for the soldier he hopes will be his personal bodyguard. A government operation to bring in an interdimensional tentacle monster as a weapon of war is hinging on the prince and the hood rat getting along. Genre: Adult,…