Topher Lydon

recession. This is Steve's secret, he's taken the money he makes from schemes and uses it to keep half the town employed. His one condition, no one loses their job. He doesn't give a damn about the money, he's about people.

Mrs. Hartley in this series.... Best Mom ever!

Chapter Six Monday morning arrived with the subtlety of a freight train, and Taine woke to the grim realization that he had to go to school. Not university. Not a seminar he'd taught forty times and could deliver in his sleep. *School*. With teenagers and lockers and subjects he hadn't studied since approximately 1968. The prospect was so horrifying that he actually lay in bed for a full five minutes, staring at the ceiling, contemplating whether faking another concussion wo

Clovis sees all behind that paper.

This story is arguably one of my favourites. I love Steve, he is our resident Chaos Gremlin.

West is right, and yes he does. Jason has ... A LOT of backstory in this one. You'll want to read Carter's Echo (a standalone Carter book) after this one. It... helps understand Jason, who he is, and why he's Andrew's little brother.

Tim's dad is old school Asian, as you will see. He VERY much does believe in Conversion camps, and HIS son will conform. Tim is legitimately terrified of his father, and Justin, well... Justin decides that Tim's dad can go (insert expletive here) himself.

Hope Orel brightened your day

Morning all And so, things deepen with the boys

Chapter Five: The Unwritten Rule The world didn’t just narrow. It cracked down the middle with a soundless, seismic roar, and Justin was falling through the fissure, his stomach left somewhere behind. One second, they were talking about the Game, their words a brittle, frantic shield against the panic coiling in his gut. The next, that shield didn’t just shatter; it vaporized. He didn’t decide to kiss Tim. It was like a circuit in his brain, fried by a week of fear and proximity

I mean he is 73... I don't think anyone of us needs to see that without a stiff drink

Charlie vs Only Fans

Let's see who we've met now of the Squad: Taine, Charlie, Chloe, Tyler and Matt... a couple more to go. 🦡

book 2 for that one, so you know, be prepared

Dean Winchester, Supernatural.

So in England it is rare for people of Taine's age to be called by their first names. It's kind of just not done in certain circles. As a Professor in a money area like Warwick, nope no one would call him Alistair. Just isn't done. 1987 was when Michael died, no one is saying that was when the debt was accrued. The date is 2025, so Mr. Ellis has been asking/trying to get Taine to agree to a debt repayment for 11 years, so 2014. That doesn't mean there hasn't been down time between the debt and when he started to make the offers. Note as well Taine's stroke happened 11 years ago as well. Coincidence? And there is more than one Charlie in this story. Mister Ellis isn't about to let his favourite meal go any time soon, not when there is misery to feed upon. The demonology lore I am running with is that they feast on the misery they create. They are highly bureaucratic. Their street cred with other demons is literally all they care about. And that there is a hierarchy to their world. The Demon regulations are entertaining, and the demon civil service is ALMOST as bad as the British one... though not quite... Sir Keir Starmer is widely viewed by demon kind as one of their own, just even more evil.

Charlie is not impressed... Though Leamington Spa has never had so much fun.

Zombies (Post-Human Resources), Maened's, Witch Covens, Demonic possession, Immortal punishments... and killer Tomatoes all await.

I finished Charlie vs The Coven of Love today I am now working on the third Charlie vs The Anti-Vegan I am rather taken by this off kilter little series. I go where the muse takes me. Each book is 14 chapters.

A booty short wearing, death dealing Twink Demon Hunter. Michael's awesome

Come on Alistair, keep up! Taine: Oh it's up all right!

Chapter Five The morning sun was doing its level best to be cheerful, and Taine resented it deeply. He sat at the kitchen island, staring at a cup of coffee he didn't remember making, and tried to convince himself that facing the day was a good idea. The kitchen was quiet. Too quiet. His father had left hours ago for some constituency breakfast, his mother was probably still upstairs, and Chloe— Chloe was asleep. Thank God. He wasn't ready for Chloe yet. He reach

This story was completed some time around October of last year... so it's all complete.