My eyes widened in surprise. There was someone standing at the door of the rumpus room. Someone I'd never seen before. A boy around my age, maybe a year older. Tall; taller than me, and much wider across the shoulders. He was wearing a bright red varsity jacket and holding something in his right hand, although neither fact registered with me at the time. He was staring at me slack-jawed and speechless, astonishment stamped all over his face in capital letters...

Not only is Leon stuck in a new world and in a different body.
His new guild leader sent him to some remote forest to be ogled by woodsmen.
Officially as a trader, but Leon suspects more as eye candy.
However, things start to get in motion when a call arrives.

A short story...

by
AuPreviner

Be careful of what you sow, or you may not RIP.

Copyright © 2020 by AuP reviner

CASTLE THE SERIES – 00131010
A WARM BED TO GO HOME TO
Limpet was inventing new curses to describe the thickening fog as fast as he could spaek. Once they had left the bay they sailed out of the fog, and Limpet, ordering some sail hoisted, carried on cursing the weather only this time it was along the lines of, “Now we’re safe, we can see, typical!”

CASTLE THE SERIES – 00136010
PREPARE FOR THE KNIFE OR LEAVE
The choice Box had given Ryland was not castration or deadth. It was much simpler than that, and boiled down to ‘live by our rules or live somewhere else’.

 

Part 1.
Lesley was sitting on his front porch when he noticed that a new family was moving in next door. He observed there was a handsome young man moving in with his parents. He was attracted to the muscular young man. He was fascinated with the way the sun gleamed on his platinum hair.

He kept sitting on his porch, wondering if when the new family was finished unloading the truck if he should go over to introduce himself when he heard the new boy shout out.

Chapter 6

That did leave me in the casino area and made me wonder if there was some game of chance where my abilities gave me a boost. Obviously, poker would be easier if I could tell the true emotional state of the other players, but I was too young to be allowed to play. Besides, I would prefer to win against the casino rather than other players. I could touch the slot machines with my energy, but they were too complex for me to work out any advantages.

The parents of a troublesome teenage son finally had enough and sends him for special training. He gets more than she bargains for.

Here’s another one: Dawn

Stone

Chapter 56 – The Dogfights

Chapter 4

He loitered for half an hour, waiting for me to emerge, but I knew he was there with his emotional signature. I was getting tired anyway, so I pulled a couple of jumpers on, curled into a ball, used my backpack as a pillow and tried to get some sleep. I couldn't really settle down until I felt him leave. Then, despite not feeling that comfortable, I couldn't keep my eyes open and drifted off.

“No problem, Sam. Any chance of you welding a broken hinge on one of the waggon sides sometime?”

Ghek felt the trembling and knew the time had come.

The elation from striking a deal with Samantha’s Father that Phoebe felt soon died down when they were faced with the task of moving Samantha out of her home and into somewhere else within two months. Even so, their relationship got stronger and stronger now that they didn’t have to hide it from anyone.

In between house hunting, Samantha continued with her plan to add some panache to Phoebe’s life and especially her appearance. Gradually her stock of ‘lawyer drab’ diminished and was replaced by clothes that were much more vibrant in colour and style. They were all what was regarded as ‘retro’ in style but Phoebe started to see that there was a certain elegance and charm in that. The downside, at least in Phoebe’s eyes was that the style really demanded at least some sort of heeled shoe. She’d eventually come around to the opinion that ballet flats were really only for teenagers to wear with elegant clothes. That was totally the opposite to how she’d been before she’d met Samantha.

"Hey Bob, I mean Bobbi, I've meant to ask, you were a fitness nut before you became a girl, do you still work out?"

"Oh yes, I want to keep my figure. But I learned the value of a sports bra after I tried jumping jacks."

Turning away from the door, I caught sight of myself in the cheval mirror I'd set up near the sofa. It showed me as I truly am; a petite young woman with long blond hair and full, crimson lips. How could I explain this, account for my sudden metamorphosis? In all the months since I had come to live with her, Aunt Cathy had never seen me as my real self. She would never understand: very few people could, even in this day and age. I've never truly understood it myself....

Sunny: The Hippie Chick

By Dawn Natelle

This is the new story I am starting. I’m going to try to get a chapter a week out of this and Stone. (Revised as of March 26): Dawn

Chapter 1 – Sunny

It had been three weeks since that night, so far the confirmed number of those who have changed have stablized around seven hundred and forty thousand plus or minus a few.

Poor Leon.
He wasn't supposed to be the protagonist of this story.
His rebirth in a new world was meant for someone else.
Can he still make it?
Step into the spot of the heroine that this new world needs?

“Muuuuuuum, do I really need to wear this?”

“Come on sweetheart, it’s only every once in a while.”

“It’s at least four times a year!”

“There’s worse than that. Now hold still so I can…”

“Ouch!”

“I told you to hold still…”