A Halloween Story
It's a mystery. All of a sudden, all the elementary school children are turning into pumpkins. Oh, there are zombies, too. And Ron Popeil.
Halloween 2017
The story of two patients of Woodland Manor Hospital on Halloween night. One is good, and the other is evil. A gruesome evening as one of them escapes with the other not far behind him trying to stop him.
An erotic horror tale set in France at the time of the French Revolution, where in the catacombs beneath the streets of Paris the victims of the terror are laid to rest. Here, a beautiful young aristocrat on the run from a blood thirsty mob finds herself locked in a tomb facing unspeakable misery, but she isn't alone. There is a sex-hungry man there, and as a result her virginity is assuredly doomed. But when her identity is revealed, that becomes the least of her problems.
When Millicent discovers her father has knocked up a common maid, of all people, the beautiful eighteen year-old is justifiably upset. She can’t just stand by and let her future inheritance be divided with the lowly bitch of a maid, or her little bastard offspring! Millicent takes some extremely drastic steps to insure her fortune, but not before securing a fall-guy to take the rap!
A respectable British schoolgirl is about to have her life changed in the most unexpected way, and planet Earth has a 'visitation'. More black comedy than video nasty, but that may be for the individual reader to decide. Midway between some and much sex really. One thing is for sure; finally I have completed a story!
My origin was a bad start. You can't imagine a more spoiled rotten mean little kid than I was. My story has a villain, but no heroes. I am the villain. No matter how I spin it or excuse myself, I'll never come out remotely heroic. I'm the predator, and the characters portray my victims. You won't learn much about them. Their character development is skimpy and stereotyped. Though they were my half-siblings I never knew them well so I can't tell what I don't know.