The Key to Room 12
The elevator in Shirley's building had a mirror in it, and I made the mistake of looking into it on the ride up.
The Wren Table
Writing from Michigan, usually late at night with tea or coffee depending on the hour. Expect NonHuman and Sci-Fi & Fantasy with grown-up characters (late 20s), specific places, and the long-distance pair finally in the same room. 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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The Eighth Switchback
Rain on the tent fly sounds like somebody dumping gravel on a drum.