Free Fiction Friday: April 10, 2015: Second Shot – The Senior Year: Chapter 44: I started the year putting the links to the last five chapters before each post I noticed they were being used so I’m going to continue it for the time being.  If nothing else it will make it easier for folks to find the last few chapters. Chapter 39: Chapter 40: Chapter 41: Chapter 42: Chapter 43: It had been a while since Jason had been to his grandparent’s country club. The way staff looked down on him and his friends had always irritated him, but never more than tonight. Both Blake and Peter were overly conscious of the issue. “Stop worrying.” He heard his brother say. When …

First Love has been released and is now for free download!  This is a short free prequel (or frequel as I call it) to The Last Grand Master. You can get it for free from DSP Publications and OmniLit, the non-romance side of Are or you can download a PDF copy from my site here: Download First Love In something of a quirk, if you want to get it from Amazon, they won’t let us list it for free, so you’ll have to pay .99 cents.  Kindle readers need not worry, however as you can get it in .mobi format from the other two sites.

On Tuesday January 27th, First Love, will be released.  This is a short free prequel (or frequel as I call it) to The Last Grand Master. It is now available for ‘pre-order’, from DSP Publications and from OmniLit, the non-romance side of ARe.  In something of a quirk, if you want to get it from Amazon, they won’t let us list it for free, so you’ll have to pay .99 cents.  Kindle readers need not worry, however as you can get it in .mobi format from the other two sites.

 Free Fiction Friday: January 16, 2015: Second Shot – The Senior Year: Chapter 43 I started the year putting the links to the last five chapters before each post a couple weeks ago and I’ve noticed they’ve been used so I’m going to continue it for the time being.  If nothing else it will make it easier for folks to find the last few chapters. Chapter 38: Chapter 39: Chapter 40: Chapter 41: Chapter 42: “A tie?” Darryl twisted the blue and red knot around the pale blue button down dress shirt. “They couldn’t pick somewhere that we could dress like normal people?” Jason had worn ties often enough that it didn’t bother him as much as it bugged his best friend. …

 Free Fiction Friday: January 9, 2015: Second Shot – The Senior Year: Chapter 42 Since one of my 2015 goals is to post more consistently and to keep up with my FFF posts, it seemed right that I start the year off right.  That said, many of you probably have no recollection of what’s going on—so before I post the next chapter here are the links of the last five chapters (If you like having the last five chapters at the top of the newest one, leave a comment and I’ll make it a regular feature): Chapter 37: Chapter 38: Chapter 39: Chapter 40: Chapter 41: Jason saw movement to his right and turned to scan the open space between him …

 Free Fiction Friday: January 2, 2015: Second Shot – The Senior Year: Chapter 41 It’s been a hot minute (hour??) since my last Free Fiction Friday post. Since one of my 2015 goals is to post more consistently and to keep up with my FFF posts, it seemed right that I start the year off right.  That said, many of you probably have no recollection of what’s going on—so before I post the next chapter here are the links of the last five chapters (If you like having the last five chapters at the top of the newest one, leave a comment and I’ll make it a regular feature): Chapter 36: Chapter 37: Chapter 38: Chapter 39: Chapter 40: Blake noticed …

The Price Of Love – Part 5 Epilogue Sitting on the edge of a parapet in the Magi Citadel, I stared up at the Island in the Clouds. Three months later and he still filled my thoughts. I lost him the day the world was saved. Another bittersweet day in my life. Part of me wanted to go back to that cave to see if his spirit remained, waiting for me to return. In my heart I knew I wouldn’t find him there, but I couldn’t quell that last bit of hope. After the defeat of the Degari, Chenoth and his army left our world. No explanations, no words of wisdom, nothing. The blue dragon, however, remained. He refused all …

  The Price Of Love – Part 4   Sounds from inside the cave interrupted my thoughts. A new wave of anxiety washed over me. Chenoth was no longer a spirit and would obviously be the one to carry me back. I didn’t—couldn’t—blame him for taking Barh, but it didn’t hurt any less. He’d ripped my heart from my chest and left me alone and numb. Even with my promise to Barh, I didn’t know how I could ride Chenoth back to where our army waited. When I got the courage to look, I saw a blue dragon walking slowly toward me. Although smaller than Chenoth, the new dragon barely fit inside the tunnel. I should have been seized with fear, …

  The Price Of Love – Part 3   “Why?” My shout reverberated around the hall. I glanced up, but Chenoth didn’t react. “Because what I give life to, you must lead,” Barh said. The profound sadness I saw robbed his beautiful eyes of life. “Me?” “Please forgive me, Jacks. I didn’t know.” His voice trailed off into a whisper and he began to cry again. I was so numb I couldn’t speak. He must have mistaken my silence for a refusal to forgive him. His body stiffened, and he struggled to compose himself. “In times of crisis, a Magi may marry and keep his powers because his spouse is necessary to aid the Elementals.” The deep breath he drew came …

Ashes of Life As I’ve mentioned a few times, Ashes of Life is a story I wrote for the Love’s Landscape edition of Don’t Read in the Closet (DRitC) sponsored by the Goodreads MM Romance group. Basically how it works is someone sends in a picture and gives a bit about what the picture says to them and asks an author to write the story behind the picture. Here’s the prompt I selected: https://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/1729208-dear-author-ilona—claimed-by-andrew-q-gordon As many who read my work know, I love fantasy. There is something about being able to read about things that can’t be real but should.  Once I might have said that writing fantasy, being able to bring to life my imagination, is even better, but …