Fuckering! Story Book had no idea how to pilot a transport ship. The narratives on her reader never taught her such things. But here she was, waking up on one. The trajectory from Pangea to the prison planet, Sintori-5, would have spelled her doom, had the ship not met with some mysterious mishap. She’s alone, except for another surprising prisoner Story finds in the only other remaining suspension pod. She has some decisions to make. Does she rouse the Cephalosapien from the sleep pod? Does she abandon all hope? Maybe just engage in tentacle sex until the food is gone? …Continue reading →
Box Set coming soon Read an excerpt! Random Excerpts: The old Gemma charm was quickly winning her over. It was hard not to like someone who insisted on sucking the marrow out of the bones of life. Her enthusiasm for pleasure was surpassed only by her ability to make pleasure her bitch. …impaling each other with the delight of joyous demons hiding in heaven. Searing rays of light shot through the bistro windows like a Double Slit experiment. Her leg shook from the effort of holding the gas pedal down. Her tongue stuck to …Continue reading →
Excerpt: His eyes fell to the package on the floor of the culvert, his voice echoing in the concrete tunnel. “What have you done?” Roman hissed. “What you won’t.” Roman squinted at his sister. “Again, I thought we were supposed to be sharing the helm.” She shoved her hands in the pockets of her patchwork leather coat. “That ship has sailed.” Flippant as always. “So is this your version of a coup? Shall I graciously step down and leave you to your own devices?” “Probably wise.” “Rayna!” he scolded. “You’re not suited to leadership, dear brother. Your spine is …Continue reading →
EXCERPT: Chapter 1 Blood rushed to her face, her skin erupted in heat, her heart thumped around in her chest like a Pacific Halibut caught on the beach. She was far too young for menopause. So, the sensation was her body’s way of telling her something else. She didn’t know what. Maybe just for the Halibut, she joked wryly. The sensation passed, and her skin temperature returned to normal, heart rate calming. She pressed the cuff of her shirt to the sweat beads on her upper lip and took a long breath, fending off vertigo. Maybe she’d have to make …Continue reading →
