Fresh off the heels of the events from the second book, I dove straight into the third. As always, I’ll do my best to avoid spoilers. Mordecai, having just dealt with the embers of the last conflict, now faces a new threat that could consume him if he falters. There are a handful of plotlines running through the novel. However, I’m going to focus on the primary pair of actions...

After capturing a pair of images of such a magnificat tree, preserving its moment of beauty, I resumed walking about the Airbnb. Provided you keep your eyes open, you’ll be able to find beauty hidden away in nature, no matter where you are or what the season is. While there were plenty of trees surrounding the house, there were a few other sights that captured my mind and compelled me to preserve those moments...

A rogue wizard flees under the cover of night, his magic crackling through the air as the Council’s relentless hunter closes in. Every spell is a desperate gamble, every moment a heartbeat between escape and capture. But this isn’t just a chase—it’s a battle of wits, power, and will. Set to a spirited blues riff, this narrated story brings magic and rhythm together in a way that will keep you on edge. As the tension builds and the music drives the momentum, one question remains: Will the rogue break free, or will the hunter enforce the Council’s will?..

When a trusted friend gave me a copy of Wizard’s First Rule, I wasn’t expecting much from the book. Truth be told, I didn’t expect I’d ever complete the novel. At the time, I was more obsessed with TV shows than books. Yet because of who recommended the book, I put forth an effort. Long story short, by the time I reached the book’s climax, nothing was going to get between me and the end of the story...

My world of Morven has been a delightful blank canvas for me to flex my imagination. Either by utilizing traditional fantasy creatures, my own creations, or some combination of the two. That said, one of the more intriguing creature types was my shifters. These are individuals who have dual forms, a human shape and a specific animal shape. While that ability is hardly unique, I’ve enjoyed the limitation that I’ve placed on these beings. Despite having some leeway in the minutia of the transformations, such as the shape of claws, the type/color of fur, or other cosmetic differences, a shifter is locked into a singular animal construct. Put simply, a bear shifter can either wear their human skin or their bear (of any type) skin...

Toward the end of October back in 2023, I was on a trip to Mathews, Virginia with for a much needed getaway. However, instead of booking a hotel, I secured an Airbnb. For those who haven’t used this service yet, I highly recommend using it whenever you’re planning a trip. Once settled into the house, I grabbed my camera and started taking some pictures of the surrounding landscapes...

In Downpour, Amelia stands alone on a quiet hill as the first raindrops begin to fall, a rare moment of peace in a world filled with danger. The storm’s touch revitalizes her, washing away years of struggle and exhaustion. The rain brings a sense of rebirth, but that brief serenity is shattered when a group of ruthless brigands appear, intent on causing trouble.

As the rain intensifies, the stakes rise. Amelia must confront the looming threat of these merciless outlaws, but what can a solitary woman do against the group? The storm isn’t simply a force of nature. It’s a harbinger of something much darker looming over the encounter...

When I completed Who’s Leading and Repeated Pattern finished, I turned my attention to the last story for my patrons, a thriller. Just like with this month’s mystery, I didn’t know what kind of story I wanted to tell. Aside from rediscovering Detective Ryan Graves with a recent release of Eloquent Tales & Blues, I needed some inspiration. Unfortunately, as with the mystery, ChatGPT failed to give me anything solid to use as a starting point. However, with a little extra thought, I developed a seed for this tale. I planted it in the depths of my mind and gave it room to grow. And after a little time, the tale began taking shape...

With a renewed effort to keep up with my serial flash fiction on Wattpad, I focused on the next installment to the Mounting Tensions. In Check In, I highlighted the recent interaction between Rylan and his dear friend and confidant, Darvin. While they were talking about recent events in their intelligence gathering mission, more departures were upcoming. With those additional flights on deck, I skipped some of the more menial and mundane days to highlight the second pilot and his journey...

I’d forgotten that I’d reviewed this story before. However, after reading that review, I had a completely different take on the story. So if you’d like to read my original review click here, otherwise join me as we explore the first Farscape story post the Peacekeeper Wars. The dreams and desires of Rygel are finally explored. From the first time we’re introduced to the miniature prisoner, he’s constantly talking about reclaiming his throne. Despite the constant talk, there was never a move toward bringing the former ruler back to his rule. However, that all changed in this initial new storyline for diehard fans of this fantastic show...

My patrons definitely get early access to most of my characters, and my monster hunter is no exception. Solomon’s first appearance was as an unnamed protagonist who was stepping in and saving the life of a homeowner. Ever since that initial tale, I’ve presented another ten stories to my patrons, typically when they’re in the mood for a horror story. Though I definitely stretched Solomon’s appearances to genres a little outside those lines. In the last two stories featuring my hunter, I added other characters, potential allies and friends, thus expanding his world...

As a child, I always loved finding helicopter seeds. You know the ones I’m talking about, right? They have a fin or feather sprouting out of the tree’s seed, and when you toss it into the air, the heavier seed drags it down, but the flap catches the air and twirls about like a helicopter blade, slowing its decent and giving it the opportunity to spread out and find a home where it’ll get the opportunity to sprout, creating a new tree...

In Junkyard Hunt, Lucas is thrust into a harrowing chase with his life on the line. Trapped in a desolate junkyard, a mysterious stranger gives him a brutal ultimatum: run or die. As Lucas fights to escape, every moment is filled with fear and uncertainty. Surrounded by twisted metal and broken debris, the chase becomes a desperate struggle for survival. With each step, Lucas’s will is tested—will he escape, or will the hunter claim him? The story pulses with raw tension, amplified by a relentless blues riff, capturing the intensity of a fight against fate...

Despite finishing Who’s Leading a little later than I wanted, I turned my attention to the next story for my patrons, a mystery. Despite favoring Kyle Rickman recently, I didn’t have an idea for a mystery. However, since I was already inside ChatGPT, I started asking for some ideas, and while it gave me some interesting concepts, none of them caught my eye. Although the AI provided nothing I considered valuable, it planted several seeds that grew into potential ideas. With several concepts swirling about my mind, I latched on to giving my investigator some ethereal help. And that meant it was time to bring Marcus and Benjamin back to the forefront...

When I finished writing Hidden Welcome, I shifted the focus dedicated to my micro fiction to the next tale. When I’d originally planned out the micro tales for 2025, this was designated to be a sci-fi tale. Yet, when I sat down to sketch out the initial draft, there wasn’t anything else for me to use. Fortunately, as the days progressed, some forgotten detail teased Quark to the forefront of my mind. And with nothing else floating about my mind, a story flowed through me, centering around an owner/the captain of a ship and an arms dealer...