The Roses of Prose

Final Chapter of "A Beary Merry Christmas" “Danner, do ye think a hot shower would help warm ye?” Hughen took her empty ...

Chapter Two of Three After struggling to open both doors, Danner accepted she’d have to crawl out of the car’s window to go for hel...

Chapter One of Three She peered through the snow-spattered windshield at the neon sign and hoped like hell there was room at the inn. E...

Lucky me, I've been friended by a small group of paranormal authors who self-publish. Someone creates a storyline, sets up pages on face...

I feel like I've been traveling both physically and mentally since Calvin passed. Lake Marion in South Carolina with my youngest son, D...