Motherly love.

My name is Stefanie, daughter of Frank & Rosie Carpenter
I am a sixteen year old girl full of energy
but that wasn't always that way.

Du Bist Sehr Schön

A collection 12 short, short stories from 12 different voices in TG fiction. Hit play and let them transport you from the world as it is now to fairy castles and dystopian futures and back again, and introduce you to gods, daemons, cross-dressers and criminals and much more.

Two young girls are caught up in a plan to kidnap the son of a wealthy politician. Can they undo the plot and save the boy, can they even survive? A sequel to “Jade”

Once again, I make non apologies for the bizarre content of this chapter. I was in one hell of a depressing place when these chapters were being thought about.

A Friend in Need
Part 17. Preparations

I was surrounded by people, my family, Jane and Keith other friends, all congratulating us, CJ had his arm around my waist, I was still blubbering like an idiot, Jane, my mum and Kerry my daughter took me away from CJ to the ladies room to sort myself out, all grinning like Cheshire cats.

Chapter 9. Linda finds out who is responsible for her second chance.

Julina's afternoon could hardly be described as peaceful.

“We got not one, but three hits off of Google searches.” M replied, tossing him the hard copy folder. “And all three are in the same area as the initial sightings on Friday night. Do you still want to bet that an MAU wasn't involved?”

The old man sat on the park bench enjoying the warm spring air. He watched a young teenage boy dribbling a basket ball down the sidewalk toward him. His icy blue eyes, still watchful and alert even in old age. The boy was concentrating on the dribble, trying to bounce it between his legs but kept hitting himself in the bottom. The old man smiled.

Now working the ball behind his back, the boy was able to get it to bounce forward through his feet. He smiled and looked around to see if anyone witnessed his great feat. Only the old man was there smiling.

(Miri makes a promise to her son and her husband breaks his.)

Single Parenthood

I’m a single parent, after the death of my wife I'm forced to raise my daughter of five

Anyone remember this one?

Yeah, I've been slowly working on this update, and it also ran a little long. Hopefully that will be the end of that
nonsense.

Enjoy.

Dottie’s Birthday Dream

Author's note: This could very well be the last Dottie story. I hope you've enjoyed the series as much as I have writing them.

Out of the Ashes, Part 6 – Wednesday and beyond