Thursday, July 7, 2016

Vradin, Chapter Fourteen

I had gotten two texts from Jody during the hospital trip. The first was her letting me know that they were done with her and her sisters at the police station and asking where the hell I was. I made Dan send her a text back filling her in on the happenings. He had added a note not to wait up for me. A little later, she had texted that Carl was a sweetie, her sisters were home safe, and she was couch surfing, no worries about coming in the apartment loud.

Thursday, June 30, 2016

Vradin, Chapter Thirteen

In the car, Jody asked me, "What the hell was that all about?"
I said, "Not sure, don't care right now, find out later. You set up a date with Carl for later, yeah?"
"You won't distract me-" Jody started to declare, but I interrupted her.
"He asked me how much of a chance he had with you."

Thursday, June 23, 2016

Vradin, Chapter Twelve

Tank and Carl escorted the girls to their car. Tank was pleased to hear the happy purr of the Cadillac's engine as Jody started it up. He did not have to tell Carl to escort the ladies home, nor to confirm that he would be doing the same.

Except Malcolm was waiting beside Tank's BMW.

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Vradin, Chapter Eleven

Carl managed to persuade all of the Garcia sisters to join him at the movies, and got them to gang up on me to join them by mentioning that I had been cleaning the oven when he arrived. Jody drove us to the theater, with Carl taking his own ride. As a construction foreman, it was hardly surprising that he drove a truck about as big as he was, and unlike most of the rednecks out of Roy, he actually knew how to handle the rig in city traffic and park without taking over three parking spots. That even managed to impress Melissa, but she quickly blew it off.

Thursday, June 9, 2016

Vradin, Chapter Ten

Rent came due by the end of the week, and I have to admit that I was not comfortable leaving such pesky little details like paying bills on time to my roommate. Jody always had the money for what she bought; that was never the problem. She just always forgot to do things like buy stamps and walk down to the letter box or over to the property manager's office and hand over the money. I would love if we could deny it, but she's right to credit me with the improvement in her credit score.

Saturday, June 4, 2016

Vradin, Chapter Nine

"Fuck all!" Tank growled, cracking the handle on the phone as he slammed it back into it's receiver.

"We really should have got Zoe's phone number while we had the chance, eh?" Jimmy asked. He shrank back from the dawning Rage in his ulfgart's gaze as Tank whirled on him.

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Vradin, Chapter Eight

Tank had a pretty swank two story in Federal Way done up in a lot of natural woods and stone. There was a lot of space for a bachelor, but a lot of guys, some from Carl's crew, cycled by so the place never felt empty. They were all at least polite to me, and most of the guys seemed genuinely interested in my recovery.

Jody filled me in on the fall out from taking Carl along on my errand. I felt punched in the gut all over again as the first echos of those memories started to come back to me. At least I didn't need to inform Joe that I wouldn't be at work for a while.

Thursday, May 26, 2016

Vradin, Chapter Seven

The past couple of days had been both bliss and a different kind of temptation for Tank. Asleep and resting, the Peaceful had filled his den with a kind of relaxation that he hadn't felt in so long he wasn't sure he had ever felt so ... at peace. Her nightmares, though, they bothered him. She seemed to both crave and loathe the dark.


So, it turns out that Finals week and the one just before it kicked my brain in. I didn't check that my post explaining that I was going to focus on passing my classes actually posted. I apologize for the incommunicado that snafu caused.

BTW, I finally passed Calc II!!! My Physics class didn't turn out so good, but at least I don't have to try retaking that and "the second hardest" math class offered at our school at the same time (according to the Math Tutor Center Coordinator. The hardest math class is supposed to be the combined Differential Equations and Linear Algebra class).

Anyhow, I'm getting more of the stories formatted for posting. The next excerpt will be up by this evening.

Thursday, May 5, 2016

Vradin, Chapter Six


There was something over my eyes, something kind of fuzzy and drapy all at the same time that made it feel very different from my pillow. There was also something warm all along my side and a weight across my stomach. As I breathed in, I realized that nothing smelled right. I shifted under the weight on my stomach, still trying to decide how concerned I should be about all this, and slid along sheets that were far and away slicker than any I had ever owned.

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Oceanic If

If the water is peaceful,
and the moon's shining bright,
Let's get out our gear
and go diving tonight,
But if the sea turns angry
and foul weather replaces fair
Let's go see a movie and
tomorrow the ocean will be there.

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Vradin, Chapter Five

A group of happy young Army boys waylaid Neveah when she and Mike emerged from the private lounge. Tank was a little perturbed by that. He wanted to fish for more intell on the Peaceful, but there was still time. He kept an eye on the stripper and bidded his time until his second and the Peaceful returned.

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Like Any Good Song

Sometimes life doesn't work out that way
No matter how much you have to say
It's runs its own course and it takes you along
Makes you wonder, like any good song,
Where the love in your life is going to shine,
Where the pain in your heart will become mine.

Saturday, April 23, 2016

Vradin, Chapter Four

I made a quick detour by Lydia's window and traded my ones for larger bills. She ran the stack through her counting machine and gave me a mixed cash out of fives, tens and twenties. If the night continued as it had started I'd still be back again and told Lydia so.

Thursday, April 21, 2016

Vradin, Chapter Three

Brawn held out his seat for Neveah and trailed his fingers up her arm. Tank noted how his second's gaze lingered on the goosebumps his touch raised on her chest. Shame about her being a stripper and all.

Tuesday, April 19, 2016


Margret cried on the side of the playground. Margret always cried on the side of the playground. She hid it well, but there was an air to the crybabies that made them such delicious prey. Lizzie and her friends watched Margret out of the corners of their eyes, waiting. Lately, the teachers monitoring recess had begun to watch out for Margret, as if they sensed how vulnerable she was, but they couldn't watch out for her all the time.

Thursday, April 14, 2016

Vradin, Chapter Two

I don't think that Ladies Night is a typical strip club. For one, it's the only one I worked at, and the women I worked with thought it was a step above some of the other clubs, but that was because Joe was obsessed with staying on the good side of the military police.

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

I can tell you . . .

I can tell you what it is
I can tell you what it was
I can tell you what it did
I can tell you what it does

It’s my salvation, my saving grace
It’s my station, it’s my place
It’s my Heaven, it’s my Hell
It’s why I rise, it’s why I fell

Monday, April 11, 2016

Some updates

Just bringing attention to a few bits of housekeeping. I've added in pages to help keep track of the various selections of recreational reading available. I'll keep the links up to date, but details for particular universes I write in will be updated more as time permits.

Also, keeping up with the TTS for the pages is a little more time consuming than I had hoped, which means those updates will happen after the Spring semester.

Last, but not least, I plan to post the chapters in the Vradin story every Thursday, and may add in bonus updates of different material in between. Some of the chapters are on the short side, so if it looks like a shorter chapter, look for another chapter to post by Sunday.

Have fun!

Shay H.

Thursday, April 7, 2016

Vradin, Chapter One

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My demarcation day started, like any other typical day in Western Washington, in the rain. Before that day, my life was normal, or as normal as any life gets. Mundane. Certainly, I never dreamed that shape shifters were real, and the only people I knew who thought magic wasn't an act you went to Vegas to check out wore pentacles and talked up Wicca.

Thursday, March 31, 2016

Jeshen: Resolution (Post 3/3)

Konstance Rittar, Senior Armsman to the Imperial Heir Minor, had to be at least six feet tall. It was an entrance requirement for the Home Guard of the Imperial Marines, from whom almost every Imperial armsman was recruited. In his imperial uniform, he was a big and imposing man.

On the street, in well worn casual overalls over a baggy tunic shirt, he looked ... unnoticeable. It was eerie, to say the least.

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Jeshen: Ride Through the Fife (Post 2/3)

Horses were the wealth of Fife Magara. The illiarium mines, which mostly produced the green-shaded diamonds at an industrial grade, provided luxuries for the fife, but the horses bought the staples.

Thursday, March 17, 2016

Jeshen: Summoned (Post 1/3)

Lord Pitor Magara was late. Jeshen pursed his lips in exasperation. His father never had thought Jeshen's time was valuable, and he wasted it frequently. While Jeshen appreciated the finer things in life, spinning his thumbs in his father's study was not one of them. Lord Pitor liked his clutter; Jeshen despised the haphazard juxtapositions. Not that any of the clutter was déclassé; no, it was just all thrown together with no thought for the visual appeal, and Heavens help the poor maid who thought to straighten things up in here.

An evil idea sparked in Jeshen's mind, tugging a sly grin onto his face.


Thursday, March 10, 2016


Rittar checked his side arm as he entered the palace gardens. It wasn't that he expected trouble -- well, no more than usual. Paranoia was as basic a requirement for an armsman as it got. Touching his weapons comforted Rittar, and he was far from happy with this latest task. Thin-lipped, he headed for the smaller maze entrance.

The Dry Suit


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