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…
Tushy felt dead. Which was a good thing, in her case. She was practically glowing. Literally, with a greenish light, and her scythe looked way cooler now. It wasn’t the starter scythe she was lugging around all this time, rather the same model, only sharper. Glowier. Scythier. She swung it Read more…
Tushy kept fingering the broken obsidian, like the tongue that keeps feeling around a cavity. She didn’t know what was actually bothering her about it, but it was certainly something. She had noticed a deep change in her perception when she finally reapt her first one. Things were… sharper around Read more…
Theseus was walking his dog down the street. There were parks around, but he didn’t like the ambiance over there at night. The junkies hanging around didn’t look that menacing, hell, they were probably one good shove away from the emergency room, but why tempt Fate? That was his motto 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…
Lena was not happy with the beach. It was apparent in the way she frowned and stared daggers at me. But how was I to know that the supposedly ‘secret beach’ in Crete would be such a mess? Discarded trash, broken glass, thankfully ground down into brown and green pebbles, Read more…
“Come along,” it’s right over there, Pickle pointed thataway while jogging. Cherry panted behind her. “I… don’t… can’t… this uphill is killing me…” “Ain’t you a runner, lassie?” Killie asked with her thick accent. “I’m a sprinter, not a marathoner!” Cherry complained, breathing hard. Killie had a glint of sweat Read more…
“You’re so gay!” the group of teenagers said and kicked him to the ground. Theo covered his face and took the blows to the ribs. It hurt, a lot. That last kick must have definitely cracked something. In-between the blows that landed on his flesh, he managed to glance at Read more…
Plutarch hadn’t even seen his wife’s pussy since the accident. He wasn’t insensitive, he understood that it was a terrible time for such thoughts. But he had needs, and his needs weren’t being met in the slightest. They say that marriage kills sex in a relationship. Well, those people who Read more…
It’s now available for sale on Amazon and other stores. 70 people have already received their preorder. I wrote this story on a whim. It just clicked together and the characters simply formed as soon as I threw them into situations. It ended up being my longest novel at 62.000 Read more…