It’s all fun and games until the butterfly attacks

Willow Springs

Who brings a cat to a picnic?

Willow Springs — Toni Blake

The stupidly incompetent leading the stupidly incompetent

Warriors lady

This cannot end well.

Warrior’s Lady — Gerri Russell

Do you know me?

Lost love found

Wearing collar but no tags.

Breed and age unknown.

Please call to identify.

We can no longer handle the soliloquies.

Lost Love Found — Bertrice Small

Is creepy and incestuous what you were going for there?

Donovan's Child

Oh. Hm. Well, then…

Donovan’s Child — Christine Rimmer

You know what’s not funny? Deadly Tritonian hypermalaria.

Return to paradise

Just make sure to stay away from the methane swamps.

Return to paradise 2

What smells like methane?

Return to Paradise — Shirl Henke

It’s not you…

Sleepless at midnight

It’s your weak womany hands.

Sleepless at midnight 2

It’s like being choked by a child, which I thought would be hot but…

Sleepless at Midnight — Jacquie D’Alessandro

I think my subconscious fears and my budding sexuality are getting all mixed up.

Scions revelation

So I think I’m being attacked by zombies and I start screaming ‘Do you want to make out?’ and I start to make out with it.

Scions: Revelation — Patrice Michelle

Frowny face? All I’ve been is super nice to you and this is the thanks I get?

Apache's Angel 1

I loved you, I loved you like a horse, which is my favorite animal. You know what, let’s just stop before we both say something we’ll regret, like that horses are better than cows. I regret that, but it’s true.

Apache’s Angel — Karen A. Bale

I never thought it would end like this. I never thought that Goths would just be slowly replaced by Emos.

Born to bite

There’s only one other group who understands Emos like we do. We’re gonna have to team up with the Vampires.

Born to Bite — Lynsay Sands

Stand back everyone, nothing here to see.

The rose and the warrior

Just imminent danger and in the middle of it me.

The Rose and the Warrior — Karyn Monk

It’s curtains for you…

Halfway to heaven

Halfway to heaven 2

Lacy, gently wafting curtains. 

Halfway to Heaven — Susan Wiggs

You are cordially invited to “get some”

Invitation to love

RSVP in my pants.

Invitation to Love — Leigh Michaels

You and that stupid blanket!

Red hawks woman

Next thing you know you’ll be sucking your thumb and trying to teach us all about the true meaning of Christmas.

Red Hawk’s Woman — Karen Kay

No more of this “sidesaddle” business

The Stray Lamb

From now on it’s full straddle… bareback.

The Stray Lamb — Thorne Smith

I’m not wearing anything under my incredibly impractical snow suit…

Ski Gigalo

Except for my long underwear. And my socks. And my other socks. And a maxi pad. And high heels.

Ski Gigolo — Lew Lessing