Murdered by her own mother, Baby Magdalene, now a wandering spirit, has to determine whether to forgive her mother or to continuing hating the most loveless mother in the world.

The Most Loveless Mother In The World

They, the police officers and Mama, were all cold, wet, and sad as they formed a human wall around my tiny coffin. When I could feel things, like human emotions, I was sad, too. I cried all the time. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do. Maybe if I did—know what to do, that is—she would have loved me. She, being my mama, she never loved me. She never wanted me. She never needed me the way some mamas need their children, even when those children have had children of their own.

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Love, excitement and passion, that’s what is missing from Sharon’s marriage. One day she receives a phone call telling her that her marriage to Daniel was not valid. Now Sharon is faced with a dilemma, remain in a loveless relationship or throw caution to the wind in search of love.

Love or Marriage?

For years, she had managed to quiet the nagging truth about her marriage, but not anymore. Not since that day, that phone call that turned her everyday life into a shapeless blob of emotions filled with doubts, fears and…excitement. For in the midst of these uncontrollable thoughts lay possibilities—awakened possibilities, which had once danced about in her mind when she was a freshman in college and everything life had to offer was at hand.

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The gunman stood only a few feet away from her. Caught in the mist of a robbery, Shelley has to decide whether to hand over the money (like she’s been trained to do) or fight back, something she’s never done before.

Scared Rabbit

Seeing the gun in his hand didn’t frighten Shelley, at least not at first. Growing up in a small town like Finley, most folks owned a gun or two. When they weren’t being used for hunting or on display at gun shows, town folks usually stored their guns and rifles safely away.

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Melissa has spent her entire life preparing for her wedding day. She’s a beautiful princess about to marry her handsome prince. Everything is perfect, except for one thing. Melissa doesn’t love Shawn.  Will Melissa go ahead with the wedding?

I Do?

Be careful what you wish for,
because you might just get it.

This was it…that rare, sweet, precious moment when a dream no longer teetered between fantasy and manifestation, but slipped quietly into reality or at least some form of tangible matter. My long awaited wish had finally come true. I was euphoric! Life was suddenly beautiful, charming and magical. For I, Melissa Ann Faraday, would from this day forward live happily ever after.

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Could Bill have done something so despicable? Or is Justine lying? That’s what Colleen has to decide when her daughter, Justine, accuses her father of molesting her.

The Last Normal Family

Colleen wanted to scream. Scream away the shock, scream away the hurt and scream away the terrible truth that something had gone horribly wrong with her family.

Aroused from a sound sleep by angry voices, pleas for understanding and breaking glass, Colleen cautiously pushed open the door to their family room. Bill, still in his robe and pajamas, slapped his daughter across the face. Justine, fully dressed, stumbled backward caressing her jaw. Streams of tears flowed down her cheeks and dangled from her hand before leaping to the floor.

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Thomas is finally getting his life back on track. Then one day, Eleanor J. Mosley (the boss) discovers Thomas’ drug stash. But before she can call the police she suffers what appears to be a heart attack.  Will he save his boss or let her die?

Pleasing Mosley

Eleanor J. Mosley, Satan’s number one protégé. The more I got to know Mosley, the more I was convinced that she was absolute evil.  She was unbelievably gorgeous, a super badass with hypnotic breasts, which she took every opportunity to use to her advantage. Her lips, always slightly opened, were full, scarlet and as tempting as a shiny, poisonous apple. At six-feet, Mosley was raw heat wrapped in a perfectly toned physique. She was brilliant and flirtatious just enough to maneuver her way to the top of a field dominated by men.

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As the clock reaches 5 a.m., tensions mound, the doors finally open. The only thing standing between Allison and what she wants (a plasma TV) is the lone security guard…she just accidentally trampled. Now, Allison has to decide whether go for the TV or help a fellow human being?

Ignorance and Want: The Death of Christmas

Every year, Allison took the Friday after Thanksgiving off (from work) just for this purpose. Since she was a junior in high school, the same year the first Mega-Shopper store opened its doors in Emerald City, they’d been coming here. A dozen years later, Allison considered their meeting in Row D of the Mega-Shopper parking lot on Black Friday at 2 a.m. a sort of family reunion. With her two sisters, Roxanne and Patricia, and their mother, Frances, they eagerly joined roughly three hundred other early bird shoppers who’d formed a makeshift line along the side of the store.

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Jeanie loves the house with the spirits of the previous homeowner still roaming about. Liam, Jeanie’s husband, hates the idea of living in a place where a murder took place. Can Jeanie talk Liam into buying The Murder House?

The Murder House

Liam was absolutely positive that he didn’t want to see the house, but Jeanie tricked him. They had just viewed a two-bedroom ranch-style house on Highland Street when she suggested, jokingly of course, that they take a quick peek inside the murder house since they were in the area. It would be fun she told him as she caressed his hand and followed with a playful wink. Just pulling up to the driveway gave Liam chills. He almost didn’t get out of the car.  But Jeanie and Gayle, their real estate agent, had already stepped onto the porch.

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Joan’s normally quiet bus ride is suddenly disrupted by the site of a girl threatening to jump off of a bridge. As the chanting begins, will Joan give in to mob mentality and chant, “Jump Bitch Jump!”

Jump Bitch Jump!

Disclaimer: Based on true events, all the characters in this story are fictional. Any resemblance to any real person is merely coincidental.

The oval-shaped police officer ran in front of the approaching bus; with one swift gesture of his hand, he brought it to a complete stop. A traffic accident, thought Joan, maybe…that certainly wouldn’t be unusual for the morning rush hour. Like the other passengers, Joan—no longer lost in her novel—peeked out of the window to see what had caused this unscheduled stop.

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Sure he thinks he’s handsome and he even believes that all ugliness (especially ugly people) should be eliminated. But would he do the unthinkable? Murder his neighbor just because she’s…well ugly? Do looks really matter that much?

The Ugly Truth

Am I crazy? Look at me. Could a crazy person look this beautiful? Absolutely not. Do you mind if I smoke? I know…I know it’s such a bad habit. But I get nervous when people stare at me…the way you’re doing now. Of course, I should be used to it. They are always staring at me. Eyes, eyes…big eyes, little eyes, red eyes, yellow eyes, eyes desiring me, eyes undressing me, eyes everywhere, staring, watching me. No escape, not even when I go to sleep. It’s enough to drive any man insane. Well, except for me; I’m not crazy. My only crime is being terribly good-looking.

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