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December 30, 2016
Harem Master - The King's Librarian
My final present to my darling readers, I hope 2017 is a lovely year for you all. Happy New Year!
Special thanks and all my love to Raelynn for providing the beautiful artwork for this story.

(TW for attempted rape)
Nima took a deep breath. He could do this. He was supposed to be here. He'd been invited here. He wasn't an imposter, he wasn't an imposter, he wasn't an imposter.
Clutching the strap of his satchel with one hand, papers clenched in the other, he finally crossed the courtyard with its...
Published on December 30, 2016 15:40
December 19, 2016
The High King's Steel Heart
I don't now if this is very Merry Christmas per se, but I've been wanting to write it forever and it finally cooperated so. Here is ten thousands words of 'Wow, Sarrica really never learns'.

Sarrica laughed as he dropped the empty bucket and shoved his now-soaked hair from his face. The air was cool, and the water frigid, but after a long, grueling day of travel and an unexpected ambush from Carthians it felt good. "How do I look Lesto?" He touched his fingers lightly to the stitched up wounds...
Published on December 19, 2016 19:19
December 7, 2016
Tournament of Losers - The Wedding Gift
"Most people don't look so terrified the day before their wedding," Tress said, sprawled like a cat in the window seat of the room they were in. Parlor? In Rath's world, it would just be the front room. The palace had rooms upon rooms upon rooms. What to call them all, Rath hadn't the slightest. He was still sorting out how to feel about the fact he lived in the palace. Lived. As in, permanent dwelling place. Home. "You're looking more terrified now."
Rath finally looked at him, heart trip-tra...
Rath finally looked at him, heart trip-tra...
Published on December 07, 2016 15:48
November 14, 2016
Ficbit - The Harem Master - Dragon Dance (Demir/Kitt)
Raking claws. Kitt's left arm shot out and swung hard to the left. Lashing tail. He swung his right leg high in the air. Dragon's breath. Grasping jaws.
Eventually even the training terms faded away, leaving only the white haze of perfect concentration, mind and body focused solely on movement, breathing, on becoming a living weapon that did the bloody. deeds to keep the Dragon's children safe from the darker elements of the world.
The brighter the light, the darker the shadows.
The darker the...
Eventually even the training terms faded away, leaving only the white haze of perfect concentration, mind and body focused solely on movement, breathing, on becoming a living weapon that did the bloody. deeds to keep the Dragon's children safe from the darker elements of the world.
The brighter the light, the darker the shadows.
The darker the...
Published on November 14, 2016 09:34
September 17, 2016
WIP: Untitled MMF story
This is for my wife, Sasha, and our BFF, Isabella. I wrote a High King short recently (that takes place after Heart of the Lost Star so I can't post it yet) and one of the characters writes erotic stories. I wrote a throwaway line about one of the books she was writing, and they demanded I write that story. So here is the beginning of that story.
(pardon typos etc, this is still very much in progress)
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Shanna wiped sweat from her brow as she put away her shovel, pulling off the kerchie...
(pardon typos etc, this is still very much in progress)
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Shanna wiped sweat from her brow as she put away her shovel, pulling off the kerchie...
Published on September 17, 2016 10:05
September 4, 2016
Ficbit: Beraht/Dieter
I was too lazy to come up with a title. I have another one in mind to write with these two with this particular arrangement (the first time mentioned in this bit), but it'll have to wait until I get some other stuff done ^^;;
Enjoy!
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Dieter rolled over in bed, immediately annoyed to find it empty. The room was dark, save for the crackling fire. A glance out the slightly parted curtains shows it was still some hour of the night or early morning. Dieter yawned as he gave the room a...
Enjoy!
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Dieter rolled over in bed, immediately annoyed to find it empty. The room was dark, save for the crackling fire. A glance out the slightly parted curtains shows it was still some hour of the night or early morning. Dieter yawned as he gave the room a...
Published on September 04, 2016 09:34
August 22, 2016
Wriggle & Sparkle: Be You
Once upon a time, I wrote a post (I no longer remember what it was about) and somewhere in there I made a flippant comment about how even if I wrote about a kraken shifter and a sparkly unicorn, it would still be a valid story (ah, I think it was a rant about how romance is awesome and people need to stop shitting on it, or something close to that).
And people said I should really write about the kraken and unicorn. So I did.
Right around the time I started writing, I read a post I have long si...
And people said I should really write about the kraken and unicorn. So I did.
Right around the time I started writing, I read a post I have long si...
Published on August 22, 2016 10:28
July 25, 2016
State of Me
First, for those who followed my post about Bird, he is doing well for the moment. He pretty much hates us for shoving antibiotics down his throat for like a month, but he's healthy for now.
I, however, am currently something of a mystery. I've been suffering various pains and aches all year that nothing gets rid of. Over the counter stuff doesn't touch, prescription strength naproxen didn't touch it, and it definitely isn't going away after basically six months of misery and me freaking the f...
Published on July 25, 2016 10:13
June 30, 2016
Update on Bird
First, many thanks for the kind comments. They've left me crying, and gotten us through this rough week. I know I haven't replied to each one (yet), but I am deeply, deeply grateful.
As to Bird... we still don't know. The blood panel came back completely negative. Our poor vet has exhausted every resource, explored every nook and cranny he can think of, and cannot figure out what is causing Bird's fever.
The full story here is that Bird got a fever a few weeks ago. We took him to an emergency v...
Published on June 30, 2016 10:13
June 28, 2016
Tonight is why I write what I do
So our cat, Bird, is seriously ill. But the vet can't figure out with what. He keeps getting dangerously high fevers, and right now he's cuddled up with Sasha and a whole lot of ice. Come morning we're taking him straight to the vet.
But I probably won't sleep because I worry and obsess and can't let things go. I try not to worry, the way I'm advised. I try to stay calm and not let shit get to me, but it does. It eats at me and eats at me until I deal with it, for better or worse.
And it really...
But I probably won't sleep because I worry and obsess and can't let things go. I try not to worry, the way I'm advised. I try to stay calm and not let shit get to me, but it does. It eats at me and eats at me until I deal with it, for better or worse.
And it really...
Published on June 28, 2016 21:07
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