Brianna discovers that sometimes, even if there is chemistry between two people, some people are resistant to that chemistry. For such folks, she'll need to plan a bigger dose.

Brianna discovers that sometimes, even if there is chemistry between two people, some people are resistant to that chemistry. For such folks, she'll need to plan a bigger dose.

Brianna discovers that sometimes, even if there is chemistry between two people, some people are resistant to that chemistry. For such folks, she'll need to plan a bigger dose.

Flesh of my Flesh chronicles mankind’s final hours in the last great war for existence. An embedded research team reveals themselves to rescue their own beleaguered rescue party. This triggers a snowball of betrayal, jealousy, love, and redemption, punctuated by bullets, pain, and death. After the bullets, pain, and death come more revelations.

Flesh of my Flesh chronicles mankind’s final hours in the last great war for existence. An embedded research team reveals themselves to rescue their own beleaguered rescue party. This triggers a snowball of betrayal, jealousy, love, and redemption, punctuated by bullets, pain, and death. After the bullets, pain, and death come more revelations.

"Three times Randolph Carter dreamed of the marvelous city, and three times was he snatched away while still he paused on the high terrace above it." Thus begins H. P. Lovecraft's epic tale of the courageous dreamer Randolph Carter and his search for the mystical sunset city by petitioning the gods of Kadath. During his journey, he travels deep into the world of dream, to the edge of the world, to the moon and back, and to the heights and depths of human and... inhuman experience. Written by Edward Martin III

"Three times Randolph Carter dreamed of the marvelous city, and three times was he snatched away while still he paused on the high terrace above it." Thus begins H. P. Lovecraft's epic tale of the courageous dreamer Randolph Carter and his search for the mystical sunset city by petitioning the gods of Kadath. During his journey, he travels deep into the world of dream, to the edge of the world, to the moon and back, and to the heights and depths of human and... inhuman experience. Written by Edward Martin III

The phone just rang. Who's on the other end ?

None of us ever really know how we affected the world around us until it's too late. The Dead explores that space, focusing on the personal, private, and disturbingly intimate confessions offered by people at a wake -- when they think there is no audience but their own ears and their departed friend. The Dead is what we leave behind.

None of us ever really know how we affected the world around us until it's too late. The Dead explores that space, focusing on the personal, private, and disturbingly intimate confessions offered by people at a wake -- when they think there is no audience but their own ears and their departed friend. The Dead is what we leave behind.