"Are you... lost?" Someone asked, her tone impatient. I stopped scanning the room to find the woman behind the voice. I blinked. She had the most luminous blue eyes I had ever seen. Even in the dim glow of the bar they glowed brightly, like her pupils were some type of smooth stone at the bottom of a clear blue ocean. Within her blue there flickered tiny speckles of silver, which gave her an icy, somewhat stony appeal. But it was her slight, lopsided smile that erased any signs of wanting to be alone. No wonder this bar was so popular. "Uh, no," I said, holding up the Help Wanted sign I had snagged from the front window. The woman's cool eyes flickered between the sign and me. She didn't say anything, only looked slightly thoughtful as slender fingers raked through her long blonde hair. "What can you do?" She finally asked, definitely not expecting me to be able to do much of anything at all. She'd be right. "Anything and everything," I answered-lied-instantly, hoping I didn't look too desperate, didn't sound too eager. To be perfectly honest, I hadn't worked a day in my life. My hands were used to weekly manicures not hard labor. But desperate times call for desperate measures. The blonde appeared thoughtful again. Those magnificent eyes gave me a once over, slow and steady. You could see the cogs turning in her head as she considered it. I decided to try and sound more convincing. "I have many skills," I added. Okay, so I stole that from Xena, but I was hoping it worked as well for me as it did for her. The blonde lifted a sculpted brow and the smile was, once again, back on her lips. She seemed amused. Maybe she was a Xena fan? "Alright... I'll start you off cleaning the bathrooms, sweeping the floors, doing the dishes..." Crap.

{For those who HATE student/teacher stories, TRY THIS ONE ANYWAYS. I dare you to read it and say it was a waste of time} Alice 'Ace' Spade had fled her horrible foster family by the time she was sixteen and found a way to survive by dancing in a sleazy strip club. One night a man named Malcolm is brought in by his friends and Ace and Mal hit it off. Until the cops crash the club and discover that Ace is only seventeen and a runaway. They force her back to school and back to the foster family that abused her. Her only solace is that Malcolm is now her teacher and sometimes protector. But what happens when they still have powerful chemistry and a growing affection towards each other?

Sequel to the Tales of Twisted Felix Katt: Continuing to follow the internal monologue of Felix Katt as she Captains Destiny while trying to save a few bucks, keep the science team alive and avoid spilling all her secrets. Even though this could be the best Run of her life, Felix is aware that an inch in either direction could turn this trip through the asteroid belt into an unmitigated disaster. And that's a best case scenario.

A month of Felix Katt's running internal monologue as she brings a kidney to a hospital, gets hijaked by a rival 'Runner', loses her favourite gun and gets invited to a ball. Thing is, her world has one thing very wrong with it. Every now and again it changes Themes. One night you can go to sleep in your normal bed, you wake up to find out that your normal land crawler has suddenly been converted into a horse, and the era is now somewhere closer to Merlin than modern. It's come to be known as Shuffling. Oh, and there's one other important thing about Felix's world. In their culture, Matriarchy rules, and there's lots of political turmoil in the air as an underground movement is trying to force the highest politicians to give men as a gender more rights