Santa’s Dirty Elf

The spirit of Naar floated helplessly in the darkness of space, his soul a cloud of ethereal, black smoke. He watched angrily as the universe was consumed by the Light of Ishir and Kai, their benevolent gazes bringing new life to the worlds he had purified with fire and death. At the Dark God’s side

A female client falls for a man’s wife

I met Joan on Thanksgiving Eve. I remember the date so well because a bunch of friends and I were out celebrating my becoming a partner in a Wall Street firm. Quite a feat in any man’s terms, especially for an Hispanic at that time. Well, half Hispanic anyway, which turned out to be telling