Chapter 5. The crime scene was sparse. A field that has once held beans before the historic floods had destroyed the crop. The body had been found near the center of it, in a mound of mud that had been left behind when the waters receded. Jarrod studied the scene from every angle before he … Continue reading TSP:Cold Case #1″Everything Burns” Ch. 5
Well, I know it's been a while since I've posted. Life keeps getting in the way. Here's another chapter from Jude! I'm really starting to relate to her. I don't have any children, of course, but how she deals with the physical challenges...I can't imagine what it was like back then! I hope you enjoy … Continue reading Jude Ch. 10
Chapter 4. “This is it?” Jarrod looked at the scarce pile of evidence. The enormity of what he was going to have to do in order to move forward with this case wasn’t lost on him. “This is it. The case file is thin. You can speak with Detective Kimball, but to be honest, … Continue reading TSP:Cold Case #1″Everything Burns” Ch. 4
"EVERYTHING BURNS" Chapter 3. Most of the time she had no difficulty focusing on the evidence, but Detective Butthead was right in her space, distracting her. He did it on purpose--the looming. Haldyn had never been overly comfortable with people in her space; let alone men like Jarrod Foster. He was just so much … Continue reading TSP: Cold Case #1 “Everything Burns” Ch 3
Jarrod was a big hulky man-brute who thought the sun rose and set in his own quick wits...
I've posted a free short story in the Dardanos universe for those who love the paranormal! It was a lot of fun to write and I enjoyed going back to the Dardanos roots for this one. Red Wolf
This is Calle--not Mel, lol. I know it's been a while since I wrote anything on this site. I plan to change that in 2019, once I get all my little duckies in a row. Thanks for visiting and I want to wish everyone a happy holiday season! And BTW, there will be … Continue reading It’s been a while…
Iahanna understood the fear in the younger female’s eyes when she looked up at Marous. He was certainly one of the most imposing of her mate’s brothers. He stood near seven feet and was thicker than most of his brothers. And it was all muscle. For a human girl like M.J. he had to be … Continue reading The Desolate Ch. 6
She had green eyes. Not gold, like a Dardaptoan, but green. Her hair was dark brown and long. She was small, barely bigger than Iahanna—the smallest Dardaptoan female he had ever seen—and skinny. She had almost no curves to speak of. She was the most beautiful female he had ever seen. He wasn’t too thrilled … Continue reading The Desolate Ch. 5.
M.J. opened her eyes to something far different than her little cave in the demon woods. For one thing she wasn’t shivering in her thin blankets, hoping the small fire she’d lit was still burning—matches weren’t exactly prevalent in the demon world—or stiff from sleeping on those blankets spread over a cave floor. She’d been … Continue reading The Desolate Ch. 4.