Stories

Two poems about one of life's constants. The first one was written on Mother's Day Eve.

After a few days’ stay on a remote and bleak island in the sea, a writer finds that the boat he arrived in has been torn from its mooring by a storm. None of the locals will take him to the mainland, afraid to brave the waters after the storm, and as he struggles to make his way home, it seems more and more as if something doesn’t want him to leave.

A small fishing village on the North West corner of the US lies a fishing boat, the Scuffy. It lies at the wharf across from a friendly tavern, called The Wharf, which is a hangout for the captains of the fishing boats. One boat is different as it is manned by a very young crew.

Prompt responses and Short Scene/Stories that won't leave my head alone.

This story series is set in the world of the Homestead Pack. It shows some behind the scenes stuff that don't make it into the main books.

A man named Bailey finds himself at the campground. He's quiet, keeps to himself, yet for some reason draws the eye of Harlan.

There are a few other new faces as well. Come back to camp. There's a a cabin waiting for you.

Drew lives a strange life with his mother who abuses him, his neighbors who act more like a family than his mother - the complications of being different from the average by being gay seems silly to add on. He plans to study hard and get away, but then something unexpected happens with his neighbor Teo. Is it a good thing or a bad thing? Maybe both?

Max is currently at home alone during the big snow storm of 2011, Chicago's 'Snowpocalypse'! But his friend, Cedric lives just across the courtyard in the same apartment complex! What will they do to beat the frigid temperatures and the heavy snow drifts locking everybody down? Read and find out!

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Countless stories have been told about the sinking of Atlantis. The island paradise first mentioned by Plato, has become a popular location in fiction and engendered countless expeditions to locate its remains. However, little has been written about the band of wolf lycan who lived there or what happened to them after the cataclysm. This is their tale.

Storms, vicious ones, are not always created by nature. This poem is about a different kind of devastation.