Another comic adventure for the trio of lovable mice starts when Rolo meets a wounded homing pigeon.“Homing Mouse” is a comedy in a similar vain to Ratatouille - if you are a parent please read through before giving to a child.For an introduction to the characters in this story it is suggested you read "Mice Movie", the first story in the series, and "Mouse on a Motorcycle".Another comic adventure for the trio of lovable mice starts when Rolo meets a wounded homing pigeon.“Homing Mouse” is a comedy in a similar vain to Ratatouille - if you are a parent please read through before giving to a child.The author would like to thank Louise (bristolwritersgroup.com/members-2/louise-g) for editing "Homing Mouse" and Conore (facebook.com/conore.art) for the cover page artwork.For an introduction to the characters in this story it is suggested you read "Mice Movie", the first story in the series, and "Mouse on a Motorcycle".This story was inspired by a lost homing pigeon that sat outside my flat for a couple of days. The synopsis was written on 28/07/12 and the story was published on 10/09/12.

Destined to Dominate (2nd Book of Captain’s Duet)

A pair of young boys find more than they bargained for when they visit the haunted house down the street. It's a story of murder, of pain, and of sad understanding that maybe sometimes there are such thing as ghosts.Tate is afraid of the dark. But his junkie sister has disappeared into the terrifying storm drains below Las Vegas. The tunnels stretch hundreds of miles beneath the city, housing the city’s homeless and criminal element. Armed with only his flashlight, Tate wades into the gritty depths of the storm drains to rescue his sister from her demons. Every step into the smothering darkness challenges Tate’s resolve. With his sister’s life and his own sanity at stake, Tate must face his fears or risk fading into the dank oblivion of the Las Vegas tunnels.

Every lie, every secret, every manipulation has led to this...

Shorts stores by Maurine T. HarrisonThis is not just a story. This is not to entertain. This is far from having the size and the writing of a conventional book. If you are looking for hours of pleasant writing about descriptions of characters or places, this is not what you are searching for.This is a small written work belonging to a sci-fi series called Softweapons that is solely focused on sharing with you powerful ideas that will most probably shake some of your beliefs about yourself and the world. Softweapons mixes plot with reflections, explanations and philosophic texts in a writing that is neither formal nor poetical. It is just as if someone was reporting something that happened.

Wizard-for-hire Edward Red Mage discovers his reputation is growing faster than his waistline, as he's called away from breakfast to prove the death of a Baron was no accident.A little gift to my readers, this short mystery was inspired by, of all things, an entry in a food history text. Wizard-for-hire Edward Red Mage discovers his reputation is growing faster than his waistline, as he's called away from breakfast to prove the death of a Baron was no accident. This story takes place between the full-length novels Cloak of Obscurity and Queen Isabeau's Book.

Split Second (Maggie O'Dell Novels)

One Night Only! When Rhea's offered the bargain of a lifetime on a unique fur coat, she doesn't know it will change her life forever. Short erotic fiction by the author of best-selling novels Dirty, Broken, No Greater Pleasure and more!

Do you see that woman over there? The one with the long, wavy blonde hair and blue eyes that used to sparkle? That's me, Violet Moore. Do you see those men over there? One is my husband, Rob. A man who claimed to love me, but proved his fist loved me more. The other is Tucker McCloud, my savior and confidante. I'm torn between what's right and my own fear. But not anymore.

You know what it's like to feel lost. I can tell. It's visible in your eyes, that sad look of desperation. Maybe you were abandoned. Maybe you ran out of gas before reaching your destination. Maybe you chose this. It doesn't really matter. You're here, stuck between two realities. Allow you me to be your guide in this blasted land. Allow me to show you somewhere between A and B.Not being particularly bright or particularly particular, I sometimes wrote my thoughts and feelings down and have decided to release some of this treasure trove of futility for public consumption. I read some of the things I’ve written in the past and have to chuckle now. You may find other writings are sappy or immature, but to me, they still express how I feel and reading them gives me an inner peace when I realize I recaptured a fleeting moment of clarity where I could almost tangibly touch something as vague as a feeling and remind myself almost like a sixth sense of its presence and ethereal, almost spiritual existence.The following attempts at poems, songs, stories, and random thoughts I’ve written were dug up from various archives including notepads in a photo album box or old files backed up on CDs from old computers. Since 1986, I invite you, the lucky reader, to peek into a section of an arc in my life where each piece of work reveal a tone and stage of maturity which in themselves tell a story about me and who and where I was in my life perhaps in the context of the day – or maybe it’s all a bunch of random thoughts and a complete waste of your time, you decide!Hey, I read “Tale of Two Cities” and didn’t skip a word. To be honest, after I read this classic, I really wish I had skipped the entire book.For some reason, if you make it through this short book, I think you may agree I could have been a country songwriter even though I never particularly cared for country music. That reason could be simple, though. Every morning at 6:15, my Dad would listen to the local country radio station as he corralled my brother and I to get ready for school, so perhaps I associate the daily drudgery of being forced to go to school each morning with country music so echoes of my feelings of disdain still linger and resonate somewhere in my subconscious. The following early writings are not in any chronological order. When I was younger, I sometimes found myself in angry, rebellious, skeptical, and often depressing periods of introspection going head-to-head with a simple but honest sense of positive hope. If I had my mid-life crisis, I rambled through it in my own way. Maybe this will help those who are at that stage in their life now – or perhaps make them more depressed. If it will make you more depressed, because I do go into some sad and dark corners of life experiences, please do NOT read on.I don’t take much of my writing very seriously, but who knows, with over 100 attempts at poems and songs, maybe an 80s hair band staging a comeback might want to buy one?!- Aaron

Science fiction story about going through a dimensional overlap to the planet Celest and returning.Hundreds of years in the making, a full worldwide war between the East and the West is brewing. The cataclysmic divide between the richer western nations and the poorer East has reached a breaking point. Shadowed behind the veil of impending war is new evidence suggesting the Greek and Roman gods of legend might have been real after all. Though hidden for many millennia, mighty weapons containing the Greek god’s powers are beginning to be found. Each country fully understands the tremendous importance of finding the remaining god-like treasures before the rest. The race is on as each half of the world battles to gain possession of the enormously powerful ancient artifacts. The world’s fate is in their hands.

Fleeing a devastating war, Mana arrives on a remote colony world with a mysterious cargo which could ensure the salvation of humanity. But is her mission really a fool's errand and can Mana overcome the legacy of her own past to find a new future?Tandav is a sad story of unspoken love between two men, Kevin, a successful and rich structural engineer, and Patrick, a financially strapped HIV positive dancer in recovery. Kevin is uncomfortable living with his wife, Annie, without knowing why. He seeks divorce and loses custody of his daughter, Kimberley, age 12. But when Kimberley runs away from her mother’s home to be with him, Annie is livid but he is happy. Still feeling lonely, Kevin joins a hiking group, meets Patrick, and brings him home as a live-in companion to him and his daughter and as a dance teacher to both of them. A strong emotional bond ties the three lives together. One day while Kimberly is home sick, she is sexually attacked by an invader. Her scream brings Pat to the scene who subdues the attacker, shoves a Perrier bottle in his anus, and gets arrested for sexual assault. Kevin is furious at the police, gets Pat out of jail on bail, and hires a private detective to find out the truth about the Kimberley attack. The private eye investigation reveals the attacker to be a member of Faggot Hunt club sent specifically to kill Pat but engages in opportunistic assault on Kimberley. There is speculation that Annie is behind all this. Kevin is now in revenge mode. Tragic events follow.

Scientists and intellectuals are often poorly portrayed by the entertainment industry. An easy choice for an evil antagonist is a mad scientist. An equally easy choice for a ridiculous fool is a scientist without common sense. These stereotypes are reinforced again and again in movies, television and literature. It’s amazing when any child grows up wanting to be a scientist, in our culture.If the general public has misconceptions about scientists, it is not hard to see why. Scientists and other intellectuals are often poorly portrayed by the entertainment industry. An easy choice for an evil antagonist is a mad scientist. An equally easy choice for a ridiculous fool is a scientist without common sense. These stereotypes are reinforced again and again in movies, television and literature. It’s amazing when any child grows up wanting to be a scientist, in our culture.The undermining of scientists’ public image is especially acute in science fiction. The genre appeals to people who are interested in science, and they are badly served by writers who misrepresent scientists as bumbling idiots or evil megalomaniacs. The early history of science fiction has some of the best examples.

A twelve year old boy who was born with a facial disfigurement befriends an old, fallen-from-grace preacher. Their friendship is threatened, however, when the boy's mother discovers the old man is the preacher responsible for her parents' financial ruin years ago.Jonas Pike is a twelve year old boy who was born with a facial disfigurement. He befriends an old, fallen-from-grace preacher who just needs someone to believe in him. Their friendship is threatened, however, when the boy's mother, Dolores, finds out he is the same preacher who swindled her parents out of their life savings years ago. Matters are complicated even further when Paul Jenkins, the boy's drunken step-father, suspects Dolores of having an affair with the old man, and he vows revenge.A tragedy about forgiveness and faith, accusation and doubt, the mundane and the miraculous, Pain's Joke examines the lives of ordinary people in extraordinary circumstances.

Sometimes the mannequins get behind my eyesI feel them tugging the strings of my nervesplaying with my mechanismsThey make themselves at home in the lumber room of my skullJames Knight's latest collection of poems and prose poems takes the reader to the other side of the mirror, where the Bird King reigns and mannequins are more real than people.Sometimes the mannequins get behind my eyesI feel them tugging the strings of my nervesplaying with my mechanismsThey make themselves at home in the lumber room of my skullImagine a chessboard made of an infinite number of squares, in which the pieces are locked in eternal stalemate. The mannequin is white to the Bird King’s black. Where he is broken, mad, risible, she is perfect, glacial, sinister. She is the mask Lady Macbeth presents to her haunted husband. The Bird King is, in part, me, by which I mean that his nest is somewhere in me, between memory and imagination. Although he is a tyrant, he is also vulnerable and silly. Aren’t we all vulnerable and silly? The mannequin, on the other hand, is totally alien to me. She seems emotionless and inscrutable. I find her mesmerising and nightmarish. What is she thinking? Like Lady Macbeth, she reveals nothing to me. She tells her secrets only to the night.The Bird King and the mannequin do have one thing in common, however, which is that it is impossible to attach to either of them a stable mental image. If we see either of them in their entirety, in the glare of the sun or a spotlight or headlights, what we see is provisional, a brief phase in their constant mutation. Despite this, the essential identity of each of them is fixed. They are both trapped by who they are.

Max Renn is a genetic experiment, the product of three generations of psychics bred by the Soviet state. Before his first mission, the Soviet Union collapses and he disappears.We meet him twenty years later, when his best friend–his only friend–is murdered and he is forced to assemble a team of people like him to fight the international conspiracy behind the murder.“A dead-on thriller for the decade . . . . I can’t imagine anyone reading this and not wanting more” — Thomas F. Monteleone, author of the NY Times bestseller The Blood of the Lamb and The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Writing a Novel If you could hear the thoughts of every person for three blocks around–their regrets, rationalizations, commercial jingles, the lies that hide what they can’t bear to think—how could you ever trust anyone? And if you could make them believe anything you wanted, how could you ever trust yourself?Max Renn is a legend of the Soviet mind control program, a genetic experiment, the product of three generations of psychics bred by the state for their power. Before his first mission, the Soviet Union collapses and he disappears.We meet him twenty years later in the Everglades, keeping as far from people as he can get, until his best friend–his only friend–is murdered and he is forced to assemble a team of people like him to fight the international conspiracy behind the murder.“Ted Krever has been a writer to watch, now he’s a writer to read. Do not miss MINDBENDERS.” -F. Paul Wilson

A lonely old woman awakes one morning to find that the butcher has climbed into her tree. A quirky little love story.Ms. Wellington's Oak Tree is a collection of short works spanning a variety of genres. Enjoy!A young man returns from a trip to Amsterdam and has an unexpected encounter with customs.In Renaissance Italy, the chance arrival of a devious merchant at an embittered village brings about unexpected renewal.A lonely old woman awakes one morning to find that the butcher has climbed into her tree.The dark, disturbing visions that presage mental illness.A stubborn nanny with progressive ideas challenges her charge's strict, traditional father.When their oracles fall inexplicably silent, the people of Miridia send two emissaries out into the world to seek out the gods.A fat man gets stuck in his neighbor's window and has a surprisingly pleasant evening.In a distant future dominated by corporations, a tiny but fierce light in the skysmudge is ignored at humanity's peril.A distraught man sues everyone because he is miserable.Ms. Wellington's Oak Tree is a collection of short works spanning a variety of genres. Enjoy!

Danica “Danny” Lewis wanted something more in life. She wanted a boyfriend, riches, or at least to get out of her office job. She got all she bargained for, and a fur coat when she falls into the clutches of a pack of organized werewolves intent on making her into doggy biscuits. Her rescue comes in the form of a handsome and powerful werewolf named Mark who woos her in the hopes of getting more out of the bargain than a good scratch behind the ears. Marked By the Wolf: Part One is the first entry in the Marked By the Wolf serial, and is not intended to be read as a standalone story.