My novels, below, for your reading pleasure. Click the cover image for the free PDF version in its entirety... up to the last chapter, at which point you can buy it (click the title next to the cover image) to find out how it ends. :) Such a deal!
As recently as a few months ago, the Lazy Pug Café was nothing more than a dilapidated old two-story farmhouse. Set back just forty yards from the road -- closer than most out in the country -- it had a beautiful old weeping willow in front and a massive ancient oak tree out back. Abandoned years ago, the old estate's only purpose lately had been to serve as a sad but charming reminder of days gone by. Locals witnessing its resurrection these past few months were grateful someone was finally bringing the "old girl" back to life.
Another Way-- A politically-incorrect manifesto. Anti-corporate crusader Dobie Pokorny wants to save the world. His old boss, Colonel Charonne, wants to stop him. On his "speaking truth to power" tour, Dobie meets and falls in love with Kaylie while enduring attacks at every turn. Can they outrun Charonne and his minions? Will Major Watson steal her away? Is she too good to be true? And, what's up with the little blue alien?
Dobie shook his head. "Somebody has to at least try to make the world a better place. That's all I'm trying to do, Reggie."
"Oh, is that all?" Charonne was sarcastic before adding, "But, seriously, don't call me Reggie."
Last Train Out-- Clay and his adopted daughter, Jenna, look forward to their upcoming 'homeland tour' to Russia. His intentions are pure. Hers, not so much. When she goes missing, his worst fears are realized. She is not the innocent little girl he thought she was. Not even close. Their only hope now is to catch the Last Train Out.
Zenya was two-and-a-half when two very strange people came to visit at her orphanage in Astrakhan, Russia. They talked funny, she thought, as if almost able to speak properly, but only a few words and with such horrible accents it was difficult to understand them. She assumed they were stupid. Glupy, in Russian. They were there to see her, though -- just her! -- so she let it go.
Operation Detour-- Riva, a beautiful young black ops agent on her first assignment, tries to turn Alex into her own asset just to prove she can. When he loses both his job and his girlfriend, she thinks he's putty in her hands. When he decides to go out with a bang, she's afraid she's overplayed her hand.
Riva's intelligent gray eyes reach out and grab anyone careless enough to look directly at her. Her flawless skin almost glows in contrast to her luxurious black hair. She is fully aware of the hypnotic effect her beauty has on most men, and is perfectly happy using it to her advantage most days. Today, however, will not be one of those days. Her hair is a tangled mess, her eyes are bloodshot, and her skin has a sickly pallor from whatever ailment has befallen her.
Lottery President-- For most people, winning $300 million in the lottery would be enough. They would buy a big house, travel the world and retire. Not Benny. He decided to take the money and run... for President. The house he had in mind was the White House. He didn't want to travel the world so much as save it... from politicians. Retire? 'I'll retire when I'm dead!' he would say, not realizing so many people had a retirement plan in mind that would make him very dead. Welcome to the world of politics, Benny.
Benny sat alone at a table by the door in a recently opened Asian restaurant. The plastic-laminated menu offered dishes from Mongolian to Indonesian cuisine, and everything in between, with each item written in its native language and alphabet. He had no idea what he was looking at until he flipped it over to find the English version. He was taking his therapist's advice, "throwing caution to the wind and letting the chips fall where they may." Several months earlier, she suggested he get out more. Try new things. "Socialize! Experiment! eXult!" like the tag line on her business card. Primarily a sex therapist now branching out into grief counseling, she was all about the clichés.
Temporary Insanity-- Long before winning the lottery and running for president, Benny was living in L.A. working as a temporary word processor (typist). For his latest assignment, he thought he was taking just another temp job. He didn't anticipate Venelia and the Dynamos. The what?
Benny Reed was riding the elevator in a building he had never been in before. It was climbing surprisingly fast. Too fast, he thought. "It didn't stop on those floors," he said softly, half to himself, as it sped upward. When no one replied, he glanced around to see if anyone had heard him. Apparently not.