Dear Readers, This is an apology and an explanation. I started Wildcat Fall earlier this year and realized it wasn't the story I wanted to tell. Here is a newly written chapter that integrates with the core of the original Wildcat Fall. This is the continuing saga. I would appreciate any feedback. Constructive criticism is important to me as I am rewriting this story. Thanks.
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(Note - There is violence here, but it is not explicit)

What makes a loving mother call their son Timothy. It is one of those names that really doesn’t let one visualise a beefy six year old who can take on the World with a rapier wit and a fist to match.

Chapter 4

Willow finished making the drinks, put the three mugs on a tray with some biscuits and took them through to the sitting room, where her parents were watching the late-night news bulletin. She had a text on her phone as she was carrying it in, so sat and read it. It was from the estate agent, telling her that they could inspect the property at two-thirty on Sunday afternoon. She replied with a confirmation.

“What was the call, love?”

Sometimes death isn't the end. Sometimes, people can come back with new lives and new powers. This is one of those times.

This is a serial story with litrpg and gamelit elements.

I held onto him so tightly, burying my head in his chest. After spending the last few months desperate for a way to find him, there he was, showing up out of nowhere.

I thought back to the last time I'd seen him at the hands of the slavers and only held on tighter.

So imagine my surprise when I felt resistance. He was pulling away from me.

At seventy-nine, Edward Wright wants nothing more than quiet days by the sea—peace from his restless mind and from the values he never truly chose but was forced to live by. When he buys a Cape Cod beach house, he expects solitude. Instead, he discovers something left behind sixty-two years ago…something that will change the course of his final years in ways he never imagined.

Author’s note: I missed the deadline for the summer romance contest, but the idea would not let me go. I love the challenge of writing to a random theme, and this story became the result. While I draw on real places and the names of historical figures, this novel is entirely a work of fiction. I hope you enjoy it as much as I loved writing it.

I had intended to leave this story after Part 6, but Part 7 was largely written, so rather than cutting off the story part way through I have uploaded it. I know the number of readers have been dropping steadily. That is understandable, but I do hope that many of you who have persevered have enjoyed the stories.

They can kill you, but the rules say they aren’t allowed to eat you.

Pete's Vagina
74. Return
by Erin Halfelven

Chapter 3

Willow looked at Josh and Sydney, both blushing.

“Just in little ways, Sydney. Most wouldn’t have seen it. I hope that you’re happy.”

“Happier than I’ve been in ages, Willow.”

Alex had a terminal Cancer diagnosis and thought she would die before she got to be the girl she always was inside. That all changes when she's in the wrong place at the right time and gets transported to another world and into the body of a girl. So what if she's not human, she's alive and a girl. Now if only she had her sister with her to navigate this new world and her new responsibilities. Wait, she's here too? The passage of their souls between worlds may have doomed the Earth to apocalypse, but Alex and Michelle won't be there to see it and they have enough problems on their hands.
 

Turning Red
A Vignette
By Maryanne Peters

After flubbing a powerful incantation, meant to give newly coronated Demon Queens the wisdom of their ancestors, Devilla Satanne awakens to memories of her past life as Jacob Divington, a human from Earth. Having gained a new perspective on life, she quickly comes to a rather horrifying conclusion: she's been a complete and utter brat! No wonder everyone hates her!

And then there's the fact that she's apparently been reincarnated as the villainess of Tower Conquest, a lesbian porn game with a surprisingly intricate plot. One in which the Heroine conquers Dimona Tower, turning Devilla's people against her in the process. In victory, the Heroine brings about a glorious age of peace between demons and humans for the first time in millennia. ...Which actually sounds pretty good for her people, come to think of it. Devilla knows her terrible behavior is beyond forgiveness, but maybe she can still make up for her past mistakes? She just needs to make sure the events of the game unfold correctly. Though there is one little detail she'd like to change - the part where Devilla herself is killed or enslaved!

The series cover was commissioned from https://twitter.com/HaizeUqei

Mary, Phyllis, Dave and I were having burgers in the secluded both in Big Al’s burger joint. We always went there after Dave had dragged us to the latest Anne Aragon movie. Dave had it bad. The rest of us humored him. Oh, we liked Anne Aragon but we weren’t fanatic fans like him.

We were a strange group. High school boys and girls are not supposed to be friends without romantic entanglements. We were. We had not been friends since kindergarten, only since third grade. To be honest my friendship with them had at times been vital to me and I’m not exaggerating. They had been a firm rock and a port in storm, to mix metaphors, when my life had been too crazy, which it had been all too often the last six years.