Chronicles

A Day in the Life Of… PartIII

“Yeah, no, that’s not happening,” Jen said with a slow shake of her head as she glanced from the man who had clearly lost his mind to the pitch-black storage room behind her and…

Yeah, this wasn’t going to happen.

“It was your idea,” Matt pointed out as he gestured with the jelly donut that he’d helped himself to for her to move her ass in get in there.

“Which means that I’ve done my part,” she explained with a shrug as she plucked the donut out of his hand and took a bite as she gestured for him to go for… Read More

A Day in the Life: Part II & An Excerpt from Irresistible

“You’re doing it wrong,” the little pain in the ass that he’d promised his brother that he wouldn’t kill, said as she took her time selecting a donut from the box that she’d picked up after he threw her out an hour ago, hoping that she’d finally take the hint and leave him alone.

She didn’t.

No, instead she walked back into his workshop ten minutes ago as though he hadn’t threatened to spank her ass if he ever saw her again, hopped up onto his workbench and ignored him. He was going to kill his brother, Matt decided as he… Read More

A Day in the Life of…

“I really hate them,” Matt mumbled only to groan seconds later when the sounds of his brother groaning his wife’s name became louder and he was forced to pull a pillow over his head and-

“God, you feel so fucking good!”

-decided that he didn’t need sleep after all.

Only a few more weeks, Matt reminded himself as he got up, tripped over his pants before grabbing them off the floor and pulling them on. That was followed by grabbing a shirt off one of the piles of dirty clothes covering his floor, pulling it on, tripping over his boots,… Read More

New York Trip: Part IV

“We are no longer speaking, sir!” Mikey said with one last glare aimed at her grandfather, the man that should be doing everything within his power to spoil her, as she rolled over onto her side, struggled not to vomit from the small movement, and pointedly ignored him.

For several minutes, she simply laid there, seething with righteous anger, knowing that she was minutes, nay, seconds away from her grandfather giving in and allowing her to go to the convention so that she could-

“He’s gone,” Sebastian said, making her… Read More

New York Trip: Part III RL Mathewson Sunday Chronicle

“Get Sebastian out of here,” Trevor said as he managed to climb back on the bed and moved to take Mikey in his arms only to have his son tighten his hold around her when Trevor saw it.

Oh, shit…

Swallowing hard, Trevor glanced down at his arms and found himself biting back a curse when he spotted the rash that let him know just how badly they’d fucked up. He glanced back at his Uncle Ethan just in time to see him pull out the small red case that he kept for moments like… Read More

New York Trip Part II

“Kill…me…” Uncle Jared said and if Trevor wasn’t sure that he was about to die, he would have happily killed the bastard that hogged the fucking bathroom for the past two hours.

“You did this,” Trevor bit out weakly instead only to follow that up with a groan when his stomach turned violently, demanding that he roll over and-

Groaned when he hit the floor where he curled up into the fetal position so that he could glare at Jason, who’d barely made it two feet out of the bathroom before he dropped to the floor with a groan and a… Read More

A Bradford Christmas Part II

“I hope you choke on it, bitch!” one of Lucifer’s cousins said, she wasn’t exactly sure which one, as he took down another unnamed relative while Rebecca sat there, popping a Hershey Kiss in her mouth, debating if she should tell them that she spotted another tray of cupcakes in the fridge when the painfully familiar sigh came.

“What did you do now?” her husband asked as he joined her on the couch just as his cousin used a chokehold that actually impressed her and-

“You mean… Read More

Christmas Chronicle and Tall, Dark & Furious Release

“She told me to do it.”

“Don’t care,” Uncle Eric said as he blocked Mikey.

“It’s not happening,” Jonathan said, blindly reaching back and placed his hand on her face and pushed her away.

“This is my chore,” Mikey said, more determined than ever as she moved around the large kitchen island that her father built for her mother and-

“Please don’t make me kill you,” Cole said, sighing heavily as Mikey shifted her glare to Sebastian and-

“We talked about this,” Sebastian said, tossing the miniature peanut butter cup that he… Read More

Who the F#ck is Trace?

Dear Reader, 

I didn't have time today to write a Chronicle because my son hurt his finger in the middle of the night. Looked fine last night, by early this afternoon, we were racing towards the door. It was a good time. Swelled up pretty badly, dark purple bruising, etc. the works. Thankfully it's just a really nasty sprain. 

I wasn't planning on coming on here tonight because the 12 yo is now bossy, lol, but I saw that another reader was asking about Trace and since he is the main character of Tall, Dark & Furious,… Read More

How Pytes Came to Be…

One of the questions that I get asked a lot is, how did I come up with the concept for the Pytes. I normally answer that question by explaining that I came up with the idea when I was still a kid, something that I did to escape a bad situation, which is true, but there’s actually a great deal more to… Read More