When Grace Took the Lead
I'm driving my forklift through the greenhouse aisles like I do every Tuesday night, thirty-six years old and ten years married, moving…
Craft of Ember
Writing from Le François, Martinique, usually late at night with pinot noir or dark roast coffee. Most of my posts live in Group Sex, Loving Wives, and Exhibitionist & Voyeur. I have a soft spot for the stranger on the road, real conversation before the bedroom door closes, and clear enthusiasm once it does. Always happy to hear from readers who enjoy a real plot alongside the heat. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Craft of Ember
Sourdough Surprise
The ferry from Helsinki to the lakeside town takes four hours, and I spend all of it staring at the water and thinking about nothing.
The Chef's After-Hours Arrangement
It's eleven forty on a Thursday and I'm alone in the demo kitchen at the academy, breaking down my station for the second time because I…
The Insurance Adjustor
The motel room in Lubbock had that particular quiet that only chain hotels can manage, the kind where the air conditioner hums at exactly…