What if supernatural beings like Witches, Faeries, Demons, and their ilk are all real? Glen Evanston is about to be caught in their many traps in my new work in progress: Magic, Mystery, and Mayhem a Graphic Novel by Raine Monday

Wings

part 1 of 62

This story is set in dkfenger's Trust Machines universe and is a sort of sequel to my Pioneers, though I think it stands alone tolerably well. Thanks to dkfenger for opening up his fascinating universe for other authors to write in.

Thanks to ChiriVulpes, clancy688, dkfenger, Nicole, and Rellawing for feedback on early unfinished drafts.

Thanks to clancy688, dkfenger and Fiona for research help.

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March 8th, 2007
Miami, Florida

Changing Roles
By Julie Dawn Cole
Chapter 10

‘Well Julia close but not close enough. She certainly would have liked to have been a model. She is pretty enough and she’s tall enough but she was much too shy and she had a disadvantage to overcome unlike most models.’

‘Is she related to you? Do you have a sister or a cousin?’

This is a story I wrote last year. It is a trans-romance. It has a little sex in it, but not much. It has had some criticism about spelling and grammar on other sites(not here). I have re-written some of it and corrected most of the errors.

"If you want, we can go to court and fight this out. You know being the poor put upon wife I will probably win, and you'll pay costs."

Ryan sat in the backseat of his mom’s black SUV while listening to music on his tablet. George sat in the front seat beside Heather; seeing that his school was on the way between Ryan’s and their home, they dropped George off at his high school first.

Ryan was glad that his mom and dad agreed to let him sit in the car without a car seat. He didn’t lack in height when it came to kids his age. Being 4’ 6” and with George’s help, he convinced his parents to let him ride without a car seat.

Being the baby of the family and the fact that he almost died when he was a baby made them very overprotective in a way that Ryan didn’t like sometimes.

The Courtship of Cerridwen Circe Whitethorn
Chapter 7: Bridal Dream

Chapter Two – Just For One Day

The six desperate men of Villawood Montana have the freedom of a town they can't leave while all around them are the trappings of normality but there are no women. No women to give them comfort. But Wesley Meakins hides a secret and it will be the undoing of him and Sam Steele.

The Houstons are a family of four. The parents have two sons. Heather is the mom who works as a lawyer, and her golden blonde hair was a mess as she just woke up around 6:00 am. She needed to wake her sons and make them ready for school. First, she walked to her youngest’s room, 10-year-old Ryan Allen Houston.

While she had no favorites among her children, Ryan was her baby. He was the baby of the family. Not only was Ryan the youngest, but his 15-year-old brother George and his dad treated him as a baby. Ryan knew he was the family’s baby and learned to accept it even though he didn’t like it.

Walking to Ryan’s room, Heather opened the door and stepped in. Heather shook her head, thinking how cute her baby looked while sleeping. She chuckled at Ryan sleeping with his thumb in his mouth.

“Don’t worry, Riley! It will be okay.” Alice almost pleaded with me.

“Famous last words. You forgot to mention that the girl who is playing the Beauty is actually a Beast.” I told Alice.

“Oh come on! I promise it will be okay. Let’s get to our afternoon classes. We can all meet again after school and talk strategy” Alice said seeming a bit stressed out.

“Alright! Sorry, Alice! I am simply feeling nervous about having to work with Madison.”