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The world was a safe and orderly place when Nice woke up.  A police officer and computer programmer, it was his life’s work to keep the world safe. He was also pretty with golden hair and blue eyes, which by lunch had made him a pawn in a very dangerous game between very dangerous people. To prevent a nuclear explosion in the heart of his city, he’ll have to navigate a world that shouldn’t exist and convince one of the world’s most wanted criminals to help him. That his ‘ally’ has forced him to be in love with the criminal doesn’t do anything to make his job easier.


“Oh fuck,” Nice said, crab walking away as he tried to get to his feet. This just couldn’t be happening. “Look, no not at all, but see, I just, I’m not sure this is the best plan.”
“You’re right,” Pretty said, aiming his weapon at Nice’s leg. “You should really hold still. It would be unfortunate if I hit an artery and you died before you did what I need you to.”

“Shit!” Nice managed to get on his feet and pick up some speed as he raced towards the entrance to the more collapsed part of the tunnel. Maybe it would be at least out of the psychopath's view and he could work out what to do.  He reached for the blue tarp that separated the areas. When the bullet tore through his leg like the birth of fire, the image of his hand reaching out for the blue in the dim light of the disaster area burned into his brain so brightly that he couldn’t even hear his own scream.

He fell, rolling forward and into the tarp which gave way, letting him it the ledge inside on one knee. Numb, head lighted, breath beyond him, he made some small mewling sound and rolled off the edge of solid real world stone and into a deep hole in the ground, into hazy, tingling energy of waring human intentions, where explosion and dampening fought for the life of the city.
Spinning as he fell, it felt like slow motion, like Alice down the rabbit hole, and when he landed, breath was farther away than it ever hand been. Forcing himself up to his knees, hands on the warm and tingly energy barrier, he stared into it and found a man staring back at him.

The man was more scruffy than elegant with long curly silver hair and gray eyes. He wore a tee-shirt with a tuxedo vest, and an amused smirk.  Staring at him was a completely different kind of breathlessness, more like he’d suddenly found his home in the middle of a nightmare. That smirk turned into a curious smile as the man tilted his head. He squatted down and they were at eye level, staring at each other.

Nice followed the man’s eyes to his leg. Blood isn’t really red, not when it soaks into cloth, not when it’s wet and flowing. It’s black against blue uniform pants. There was an awful lot of it though and in the dim light and dust of the crater, it pooled almost
red, but hex color #800000 could never get to the real color of real world blood, especially when it was one’s own blood.

They both looked back at each other. “Please,” Nice asked softly. Volume didn't matter. The sound waves won’t travel between their worlds. Intent was all that mattered. “Please. Let me in.”

Making Merry cover
There are secrets in Sherwood, whispers of story that will never be spoken of again. Meriden de Borne is Marian’s twin brother. While many were gone to the crusade, Merry stayed home. The son of the late sheriff, he protects Nottingham with all his will and strength. Using the fairy blood he inherited from his mother, he heals and guides, which brings its own set of risks. 

Robin has his heart, but the new Sheriff that King John appointed wants everything else. Love seems farther away than he’d ever imagined. 

The secrets that Sherwood holds are going to make him or break him - let alone what they’re going to do to his heart.

Lira has always been obedient and sheltered. Life doesn't always give a person what they deserve. When she wakes up in very dire straits, being rescued by a cowboy and an elegant British man, she finds she's not the only one out of her own time or with desires. Sometimes a person gets way more than they ever thought they'd deserve.

In 1349 the Black Plague ravaged Europe. As many as twenty-five million people would die. Love, even taboo love between a Christian and a Jew, even if they were both men, was even more precious in such a perilous time. Thybaut knew he loved Crispen from the first moment, from the first time he saw him in the markets. In February of 1349 Thybaut knows that the Jewish Quarter is about to be arrested. He knows that pyres are being built outside the city. He must save his love, and his love's family, or die trying.

A collection of Alin and Jody stories. Santa Clarita is going to be about them too, but just
different worlds, different lives. 

Still Breathing

A taunt short story, a ghost story that is both science fiction and a love story. If you loved someone and you could change the entire world to protect them, but it would mean you’d no longer exist? Would you? Cain Perry’s world has no god, no love, only reason and logic. Justice Keys survived the war with him and while the blue haired anarchist is just a touch outside of the lines on everything that Cain trusts and understands, he has a connection to Justice that he can never give up. If anyone would continue after death, it would be Justice, but in the real world there is no such thing as ghosts. Or love.

Taylish has his reasons for hating Christmas. He has enough of them that he's stopped counting. Oh he loves his husband and his father and until his Captain decided to transfer him to homicide, he loved his job. The year before his husband was rescued by some, hopefully, well meaning woman and both he and Taylish's father are convinced that he was saved by the ghost of Taylish's dead mother. 
Tay doesn't believe in ghosts. He doesn't buy Christmas trees. He's so not expecting what's coming. 

This is one of my older stories... The cover here isn't the cover on Amazon either... but I liked this one better.  The story is set during Prohibition... Sunny dreams of owning a theater... in Seattle. He meets a rum runner.. who used to be a teacher.. and they might make it to Seattle.. if they can get away from their employer. 

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