Mamacita: Pet my Pussycat
Worked on the cover art for Mamacita. Fixed a few details, reworked the aspect ratio for the book cover. I think it looks fine.
Worked on the cover art for Mamacita. Fixed a few details, reworked the aspect ratio for the book cover. I think it looks fine.
I got a good chuckle out of reading this review for one of my best-read books, Pickle Pie. Sinisa’s reactions spill out in the text and I’m glad this was such a rollercoaster of a ride! Oh dear LOL, what have I gotten myself into this time? 😂 Strength. Speed. Read more…
Mamacita woke up in a haze. She was someplace that she didn’t recognise, that wasn’t unusual for her. Her eyes couldn’t focus on anything, and she was sticky and sweating all over. She saw the sun from the window, then it was suddenly dark. It was all a blur, a Read more…
It was time to crash a Chinese wedding. Coconut took care of the dead guy in her hotel room. By taking care of she meant she assigned it to the cleaner crew and went into the shower to rub her follicles off until her skin turned red. Then she rubbed Read more…
Of course they came to kill her in her sleep. There was a noise, the balcony door slid open and a man came inside with a gun and a silencer. Coconut only survived because she was lucky, the man slipped on the discarded kimono beside the bed. He fired at Read more…
Coconut was not a good girl. She started off like that, like all girls do, but something along the way went terribly wrong. This is not the story about that. This is the story of how she received her first assassination target, how she blew the whole thing, and how Read more…
12 Jan 2056 – I caught a tablet today, and dad let me keep it. You know, to have something to keep me occupied. It’s Chinese-made, but it’s one of the good ones. We’d normally sell it but things are going well these days. Our new falcon, Rebecca, learnt to Read more…
“Um, should Cherry be running like hell in the middle of the street?” Hector asked, pointing at the situation. “Skata, no!” Pickle cursed and darted out of the truck. Cherry was running towards them, with a remarkably quick wheeled drone chasing after her. Pickle knelt, took a shooter’s position, carefully Read more…
“I don’t like this,” Pickle said, checking her pistol and her ammo. “You never like anything,” Cherry spoke back at her, putting on her armour. Killie slapped her shoulder pads on. “What piece am I getting?” “Well, I only have the shotgun,” Hector said, pointing at it propped up in Read more…
Hector scratched his head. This was certainly a new kind of commission work. “Diamond is basically a useless material. Are you sure you want this?” he asked the client. “Yes. Can you do it?” the woman asked, sitting with perfect posture on her chair. She was a dark beauty, somewhere Read more…