Chronicles

Camping Trip: Part III

“A little to the right,” Chris said with an exaggerated sigh of pleasure, earning a curse from him as he grabbed the hand reaching for his son’s throat and yanked it back, twisted it and used the hold to pull the seriously pissed off Shifter off his son, who even Ephraim had to admit had this one coming.

“Just let me kill him!” Kale said, coming as close to begging as Ephraim had ever heard, letting him know just how far his son had managed to push the shifter with his typical… Read More

A look at the next Honeymoon from Hell….Trevor & Zoe

“H-he t-tossed the c-clothes to me and told me to get d-dressed,” she managed to get out with a sniffle that for some reason had every one of his relatives shifting their glares back on him.

“H-he didn’t even tell me where we were going,” she said, pausing to add another one of those sniffles that he was starting to blame the hormones for. “H-he wouldn’t even let me eat. He just told me to get dressed, dragged me down here and said that we were getting married.”

“That’s more than most women get in our family,” he pointed out with… Read More

Camping Trip: Part II

“Well, this is just fucking terrific,” Chris said, looking across the fire at the two men that he was spending Father’s Day with instead of his mate and children.

“We didn’t have a choice,” his father said, picking up a small twig and tossed it in the roaring fire that they’d started an hour ago when they’d realized that this wasn’t going to be a simple mission, not when they were now short two people thanks to the asshole glaring at him.

“He could have come back after dropping her off,” he bit out, knowing that he was pouting and not… Read More

No Chronicle Tonight-Family Emergencies

Sorry, Ladies, but I couldn't manage a Chronicle this week. I had to do two trips to the emergency room with two children this week, the latest one was last night. Nothing serious or life threatening, but enough that taking care of them has become five full time… Read More

The Camping Trip: Part I

“Shut. The. Fuck. Up,” Kale bit out, but the little bastard wasn’t listening.

“Aw, is little Kale tired?” Chris asked mockingly with a chuckle as he tossed a backpack to Kale, who simply stood there, glaring at the little bastard and regretting his decision not to kill the little shit as the bag hit him and fell to the ground.

Glaring at the little prick that his little Izzy had made him promise a dozen times today alone not to kill, maim, or harm in any way, Kale leaned over, grabbed the bag and threw it over his shoulder as he… Read More

Kale Vs. Jill

Dear Readers,

The next novel will be a Pyte novel. I had planned to write Jill's story next, however Kale's story has been going through my head and the way that he meets his mate will work very well to ease into Jill's story better. If I do Jill's story first there is a good chance that I can't show you exactly what Logan's revenge should be. I will have to soften it and that would just be a waste to… Read More

The Cafeteria Wars…..Conclusion and Information

“Cole Bradford?”

“Yes?” he said, trying not to fidget in his chair while his cousins sat beside him, looking bored.

“Your parents are here,” Mrs. Benet said, still looking just as furious as she had an hour ago when she’d been forced to call every available teacher to clear the cafeteria while the police stepped in with the EMTs and tried to talk the cafeteria staff into leaving the walk-in freezer where they’d barricaded themselves once things had gone….south.

“Think mom will homeschool us this time or do you think they’ll hire us a tutor?” Sebastian asked, sounding unconcerned as Cole sat… Read More

Cafeteria War IV: Full Circle

“God, you feel so fucking good,” Jason groaned wrapped his arms around Haley and held her close as he kissed her neck, loving the way that her skin felt against his lips.

“I thought you said that all you wanted was a kiss,” Haley groaned even as she reached between them and cupped him through his pants.

“It is,” he reassured her. “You’re the one trying to take advantage of me in a broom closet,” he said, licking his lips when she ran her hand down his length… Read More

What Happens at a Buffet….Part XI….The Final Chapter

“Oh….God…..please, no!” Zoe muttered in horror as her plate slipped from her fingers and crashed on the floor with a loud clank as the thick plastic plate hit the floor, sending food everywhere, but she barely noticed.

All of her attention was on the two large men, wearing worn “New England Patriot’s” t-shirts, who’d made the mistake of coming between several Bradfords and a fresh pan of fried chicken. This was not going to end well, her panicked mind quickly realized as she automatically glanced around to make sure that her children were a safe distance away, only remembering that… Read More

An NFH Mother’s Day Surprise

Do it,” Matthew bit out, narrowing his eyes on him as he tried to stare him down, but since Jonathan had a good six inches on his little brother, he simply shoved Matthew away and focused his attention back on the book that he was trying to read.

“Go away,” he said when Matthew came right back and commenced with his glare.

“No.”

“Are you really going to make me hurt you?” Jonathan asked around a yawn, already bored at the prospect of beating his little brother up.

“Are you going to help us?” Matthew countered, intensifying his glare.

“No.”

“Then I guess the answer… Read More