Stark's search for the legendary Medallion of Zulo leads her to a playground in a park, and a little girl who isn't -- or shouldn't be. It's rescue, not revenge this time for our heroine, but is she truly up to the task? And who's rescuing who, exactly?

Next morning, I woke up not knowing quite where I was.

I had a hangover. My head felt as if it had been stuck it in a vice and someone was turning the screw. I could hear a hammering noise right next to my head.

A well-tended house on a quiet suburban street hides a crime Stark must avenge, and a criminal that must be punished. When a wife's CD plays a different tune, someone has to pay the piper — and Stark's the new DJ. The song's not pretty, but someone's going to dance to it ... for a long, long time.

A revised version of the Feminine Family stroy.
I hope this answers a few questions and receives a better reception than the original!

A pretty puppet hung by her own strings and hating every minute of it. Wake up with Stark on a typical morning, and get a glimpse of why "live and let live" isn't in her vocabulary anymore. It's a new definition of "One Day at a Time." It's Her Hell ... and welcome to it.

They're back, the laconic detectives from "Pattern."

John wasn’t paying attention to a word his wife was saying. He just sat across the table from her and was totally absorbed in an observation he had just made.

His wife of 6 years was nowhere near as attractive as she was the day they had met.

Stalking a celebrity is never a good idea. Stalking Chelsea proves to be a big mistake for one, and a new life for another. This story was written with the permission of the exotic dancer, Chelsea Charms.

Another BigCloset TopShelf story by Carol Anne.

How does everyone cope with two new students during Mix-up Monday

The old saying has it that the third time is the charm. Is it really a good idea to tempt fate when you're already under a fairy curse?

Even in a mysterious machine-run city in the far future getting a table at a good restaurant is still difficult. We need you to make up the numbers. Please don't come as you are! It would be a real social faux-pas as we don't want to end up with three guys and one girl. Nobody can leave the city anyway so we might as well have some fun. I heard people are dying outside but it's only a rumour ...