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Ladies of the Dawn
Lady Arabella reached the rise above Grainger Manor with relief. The party had gone on for far longer than intended and against all expectations she had been winning all night. That arse Carstairs had...
View ArticleRomance and Mentoring
LSF have published another of their box sets. This time you have the opportunity to buy four novellas for less than the price of one. Two are recent romances and two have more have a mentoring theme....
View ArticleThe Sinclair Method (part 17)
Our story began here. It had been a long few of weeks but suddenly it was all coming together. Katherine remembered her father telling her what a mess his unit made of a simple thing like marching in...
View ArticleIndian Summer
Time was running out and summer had passed her by. Even the late September reprieve of sunshine felt fragile, as if the lightest breeze would blow it away in favour of autumn. The trees, which like her...
View ArticleThe Sinclair Method (part 18)
Our story began here. Katherine and Mary had not moved from their wall time mooning the room for more than half an hour and it was beginning to get to work on their nerves as Alice had intended. “I...
View ArticleHard Countenances
Emma sucked in a breath and let it out slowly a few times. The cascade of red hair obscuring her face looked blood-shaded in the first light of dawn and she felt like a vampire returning to its lair....
View ArticleA Visit to the Head
The acrid smell of old wood and wax polish assailed her nose and she was immediately transported back. Even the maroon paint rising to shoulder height halfway up the magnolia painted corridor walls...
View ArticleSwish, Twack!
LSF have published another story collection of mine. As usual I am obliged to tell you details as follows. A Modern Education: When Rosalyn Beauchamp goes to see her step-daughter’s housemaster, she...
View ArticleDark Father
A cloud crossed the watery full moon turning the bright night a shade dimmer for a second until it cleared. Dark houses, merely silhouettes to mortal eyes, stood like hollowed-eyed sentinels...
View ArticleThe Machine
This story is a sequel to The Curious Case of Amelia Craven It began with a humming noise like a slow metallic fly. Dr Marley was out of the workshop so instead of the usual disciplined attention to...
View ArticleThe High Country
Audrey Chancellor swung the horse around and pointed it at the high ridge that now stood in front of her. The High Country was no place for anyone, never you mind a lone woman. But the law was the law....
View ArticleThe Primary Purpose
“I want this one,” Maris said with a pout. “That one is not properly conditioned yet,” Dr Manchester said dismissively. Dr Manchester was her uncle of sorts, and one of the world’s foremost synthetic...
View ArticleHard Life
Her father was dead. That was the way it went sometimes. There was still the herd to get to Abilene and if they could cross the mountains before the snow then they might just save the ranch. Jane...
View ArticleThe Dastard
She hadn’t done anything, well not much. That was the only thought that ran through Katie’s mind as she sat in handwringing confusion outside the housemaster’s study. It had been week’s since she had...
View ArticleThe All Father and the Yuletide Elf
“Uncle Tomas, I want to help the All Father this Yuletide,” Pripet said coyly as she rocked back and forth with her hands neatly clasped behind her back. She had adopted an expression of one who could...
View ArticleThe Adventuress
The Jennings’s B Patent engine hummed like a maiden at work. Under the thin brass cover Bella Baxendale knew a thousand little stem valves were sliding up and down like seamstresses’ fingers to weave...
View ArticleStrictly Women
For those naughty girls who like the firm hand of a woman, LSF have published a collection of young ladies getting their spankings from their young and not so young mentors. This collection of...
View ArticleAbaconti and the Snow Queen
Maxwell Abaconti eyed the monitor with an old-fashioned sinking feeling. Even in black and white Emma Wakefield was a striking woman. Her boyish hair did nothing to detract from her feminine charms and...
View ArticleFather Yule Cometh
Jenifer Jackson looked out on the street with despair. At 30 she was of passable looks with chestnut brown hair that hung straight to her shoulders and was finished off with a fringe. She lived in a...
View ArticleHe is waiting
The sun is shockingly white and all the new grass and flowers are vivid. Amid it all, bright stars of fluff drift in the air like snow, propelled along by the lightest of breezes. Even her fire-red...
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