Chapter Seven — The Receiving

An attendant struck the old bell at the head of the table once, and the low, worn note it gave off — the same note that had sent them out of the last room and into this one — brought the whole hall back to silence.

“Okay, Mountain pose,” Lauren said, taking a long, slow breath. “Stand tall, feet shoulder-width apart.”

Chapter 3 The Date
Marie

Warm golden light spilled through the green plaid curtains as Marie slowly opened her eyes. She tried to turn but was tangled up in sheets. She felt James bite her toes before jumping off the bed and scampering down the stairs. The woman next to her stirred and images from the preceding night carouseled through Marie's mind.

"Good morning, June," she whispered. The body next to her stirred and then rolled over a bit.

Wychwood Day Eight

MGM Grand Garden Arena, Las Vegas, Nevada:
Daisy and Jessie look at the two teenage transgender girls they rescued from a human trafficker. When the band noticed the girls, they saw that they had been doped up and dressed inappropriately for their age. Daisy got pissed and got right into the trafficker's face and pulled the switchblade she always carries for personal protection.

Chapter One
The Turning

Chapter Six — Together

The room was exactly as they'd left it, and entirely different.

The Judge called the court to order after the short break.
“Mr Fox, you may begin your cross-examination of this witness.”

“Thank you, My Lord.”

It was another lovely morning, and I asked at the reception after our ‘camp breakfast’ about swimming sites more suitable for small children.

“Ah, mate, Bandy Creek’ll do you right. Let me show you on the map… Here. Then, if you head out to Twilight Beach, it’s sheltered. No nasty rips. There’s no shark reports at the moment, but if you want to be sure, we’ve got a new shark net out in front of the Pier Hotel. Good place to feed as well”

The River Goddess
A Short Story from my latest anthology - Accidental Woman
By Maryanne Peters

We all had enough money to make sure that we did at least one fishing trip every year – just the three of us guys together, Braydon, Kade and me. We fish rivers and lakes. I confess I don’t like fishing in the sea in a rolling boat. People say that the sea offers more adventure, but we just went further to find adventure.

I grew up in the 1980s and early 1990s as part of Generation X. Looking back, high school was one of the most confusing periods of my life, and the effects of that confusion still influence my relationships today.

I was transgender, although I didn't have a word for it back then. The vocabulary simply wasn't part of my world. I didn't know there were other people who felt the way I did, and I certainly didn't know that what I was experiencing had a name. All I knew was that I desperately wanted to be a girl, yet every mirror reminded me that everyone else saw me as a boy.

Author's Note: It's done. 309 pages in print.

I wrote the book that I needed to read in 2017. When I finally faced the fact that I might be transgender, but couldn't let myself believe and used autogynephilia as an excuse to bury it.

I'm releasing the ebook on Jul 21st, but I wanted to offer everyone here a chance to read the EDITIED version for free. I went through the manuscript three times and fixed so many typos. I added about 10,000 words, new chapters, and an epilogue, I even learned that OK is spelled okay.

A slightly nervous Dido entered the Witness Box. Being on the floor of the court was a very different experience from sitting in the public gallery.

“Please repeat the words on the card,” said the Bailiff.

***Sexual Scenes Between Lovers***

Ladies and... gentlewomen? Anyway.... HERE WE GO AGAIN. It's a new story. I've been developing this for about 2 months. It's set in the same town as my last novel, Mud Creek. But in in 1994. The characters in this story are 20 something geeks, gamers, outcasts, wannabe satanic warlocks, and witches. It will be somewhat darker and grittier then Mud Creek. As usual consider this a preview, warts and all. I'm using a rotating 3rd person POV.

“… and that’s why I believe my proposal, which reframes your customer base as a community environment, will deliver on your objectives, and help engender trust and retention. My intention is not just to work for you, but to be your trusted and valued partner.” Lauren stepped back, taking a breath.

Chapter Five: Reflection

I’d forgotten how deep the V-neckline plunged

Pete's Vagina
88. Punter
Erin Halfelven

After a man is stabbed in the back and dies, he wakes up in the Labyrinth with a new body, new power, and another chance.

This story takes place in the same universe as my story Invoker.