Chapter 2 Lord Gorab of the Sabres, Chief of The Hills, shifted his weight on the ring of twisted bark and furs sitting on his wooden throne. His piles always played up when he was bored. He had seen off his entire troop of fighting cocks that morning already, and most of the pacifist ones too. He’d had some slaves flogged and then had the flogger flogged, and now he was back in his palatial tent with nothing to do but stare at the ancestral tapestries and painted skins surro

Cities, Nomads and Rocks  is a collection of poems drawn from life in various cities… some ancient, some new and some exhibited in museums. A few are even war torn. Then, there are poems on the inhabitants of the city, experiences within a city —happiness, grief, sorrow and humour. And a bit about crises in cities, especially climate change that we are all weathering together on this planet, irrespective of where we are located. Strung with it are thoughts of survival –how wo

THE GHOST AND THE GRIMOIRE AN EXCERPT He gazed at her inquisitively. She, obviously, was not what he expected. It gave her a moment to observe him as well, or at least what he once was. Intensely handsome and rugged appearing with long, dark hair pulled back in a ponytail. His dark eyes were almost hollow, reflecting the true meaning to the windows of his soul. His body was ripped, but in a wiry sort of way. The muscles of what was, pressed against the tightness of his unifor

CHAPTER   2 The taxi dropped me at Charles De Gaulle airport with five minutes to spare. Their flight would have landed fifteen minutes earlier; nine twenty. Before the cab picked me up, I logged onto my laptop to check if there were any delays. Fortunately, after trying five minutes of browsing, I found that none had been reported. Allowing the girls time to get through passport control, customs and then baggage reclaim, I reckoned on twenty to twenty five minutes before the

*****WARNING: EXPLICIT ADULT CONTENT***** EXCERPT Briggs POV From where I’m sitting, I have a perfect view of my toy. My gaze is glued to her body’s rhythmic movements to the music. The dress she is wearing making her ass look like it’s begging to be squeezed. The tight, strapless dress is pushing up her breasts in a delicious way. My cock stirs. She is a beautiful girl and right now she looks downright delicious. Thoughts of her lips wrapped around my cock swirl through my m

New Release – As the Fire Dies (Metal Embers Series Book 1) – Release 2/20/2026 Kindle - https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0GF191T53 Wide - https://books2read.com/u/bxlXWl Blurb Abel Sharp has no idea that one letter could change the course of his life forever. Having spent his life fighting for success after almost ruining everything from the start, he is now at the top of his game. His band Louder in Silence has risen to being one of the most popular metalcore groups in the scene,

Chapter 7 There’s a Storm Coming A warning email flashed across Della’s phone about an impending tropical storm headed to hit Grenada on the 7th from the Caribbean Weather Alert Network. Damn! Not now. I’ve got to have all staff check supplies and inform guests, should they choose to leave or stay. Della looked at the radar maps closely, and it appeared the storm was on a path that was predicted to hit the island. She knew she had to activate her emergency plan and had to ho

Chapter 1 NEW DIRECTION Seated in the third chair from the door, Mildred clutched her bag that held the folder of recommendations, and in her other hand, the completed application. It took effort to maintain a calm expression as her mind reeled with anticipation. Mildred never expected she would be looking for work at the age of seventy-one, but there was no denying her need when she had to consider hocking her wedding ring to buy groceries. She had loved that old man, but he

A FIGHTING CHANCE An Excerpt Connor Malcolm O’Grady stepped ashore off the ferry at Cairnryan. It was early, far earlier than he wanted to be up and doing. He looked around. This really was the arse end of nowhere. But it got him into Scotland with least attention. He left his home in Ireland to check on his Scottish business interests. He couldn’t understand why his gear wasn’t reaching his distributors. The tip-off from bloody Edna Hope better be right. He hadn’t expected P

Touch of the Whimsy Prologue Man shaped, but star filled, the figure emerged unseen from the ink-sea, making its way unfalteringly across sand, shingle, and kelp-covered rocks, then onwards into an entanglement of trees. It did not pause, nor was its progress slowed by the dense undergrowth, as it penetrated the black of the night jungle. Nor did it leave any trace of its presence on the fresh wet sand. A stranded starfish, patiently awaiting the turn of the tide, briefly exp