Stories

If I survive long enough for the beacon to transmit my location, Anslough is fucking toast.

A collection of random poetry

Even for the best detectives, some mysteries are difficult to solve. Especially those involving the course of their lives.

After the defeat of the one of the Icarus Confederacy's enemies, and hurting from the loss of one of their own, the Confederacy returns home to regroup. Despite their need for respite, the war isn't over yet.

Some flash-fiction.
A series of brief episodes, captured for your enjoyment.

Scott is desperately trying to get home to his husband Mason. During his difficult journey through a city devastated by a nuclear explosion he relives the happiest moments of their relationship.

Alone and scared, a young teen must find the courage and skills needed to survive in a world gone mad after everyone disappears.

These are just a collection of poems.

Having dealt with deep depression I found that by writing it helped get a lot of my feelings out and made it easier to get through the days I hope that maybe someone will understand and maybe it just MIGHT be something that someone else can relate to

In many ways Sloan Stevenson is a regular guy. A product of the modern world of Studio 54 and the 'do your own thing' attitude of the swinging 70s, he has his thoughts of independence shaken by meeting a great guy and his twelve-year-old daughter, Katie.