A fantastical space opera set in a parallel Universe with larger than life characters, unbelievable space technology and gruesome bloody moon battles .Unhinged antagonists try their utmost to ruin the day of plucky, adventurous heroes. Will they succeed ? All of the events within have actually happened or will happen in the future. These stories are carried down ( or up ) through the ages, when these civilizations died and their planets evaporated, the tales were converted to atoms and neutrons, went through black holes and were eventually transmitted directly into my brain in order that I might retell them !!! This tale is dedicated to the memory of my big brother, Wayne. RIP dude.

VESPER CITY HAS LEARNED TO FEAR THE DEAD. Three identical faces. Three painted skulls. One name whispered through the city's criminal underworld. The Skeleton Crew. Archer and his brothers, Miles and Cain, have built their reputation on blood, violence, and a complete disregard for the law. They don't answer to the police, the city's most powerful criminals, or anyone foolish enough to stand in their way. They take what they want. They destroy what they don't. And when their painted faces appear, somebody is about to have a very bad fucking night. But behind the bloodstained reputation is something even more dangerous. Valerie. For two years, she's shared Archer's bed, his secrets, and his particular brand of insanity. She knows exactly what kind of monster she's sleeping beside. The problem? She's never been afraid of monsters. And she's getting tired of watching all the fun from the sidelines. Archer has spent years making sure the world knows what happens when someone crosses him. But letting Valerie into the crew means discovering just how far she's willing to go, and whether even he can handle the woman he's obsessed with. In a city where loyalty is fragile, violence is currency, and obsession can be deadlier than any weapon, there's only one thing more dangerous than three monsters working together. Giving them a fourth. They were never the good guys. And they never claimed to be.

In this world, pedigree is the measure of a dog's worth. Purebred dogs with pedigrees rule, setting the laws and all cultural expectations. Purebreds without paperwork are doubted, forced to prove themselves constantly. Mutts are pushed to the bottom, doing manual labor or serving the elite. They are restricted in dress, movement, social interaction, and opportunity, whilst purebreds hold power, believing their dominance is natural. Krystal Jean, "Jeanie" to her friends, grows up privileged but controlled. Her relationship with a mixed breed dog challenges the system, ends in personal tragedy, and reveals the cruelty hidden in what society calls respectability. At its heart, this is a story about the difference between being born into privilege and actually being free, about what it costs when society refuses to see the difference. NOTE: This story and its universe are a work in progress! I will make sure to update regularly!