At the first sign of light, a pink and yellow lightening of the ceiling, Felix’s eyes snapped open like rubber gloves. Sleep done before it had even started. He...
Read More“Perfection,” the corpuscular, oscillating alias of Chairman Aung said, “is the ideal we may never attain but must constantly strive towards....
Read MoreThe way was familiar. The flat stones beneath his feet were warm and smooth. Myrtle and ivy drifted over the path. As he walked along he thought, stone, myrtle, ivy. To...
Read More“There you are,” she said, dawn in the steel light slits on the ceiling. Forest Glade wafted in. Felix sniffed at the air. It smelled off to him, metallic....
Read MoreAfter Felix left she straightened up the house, made the bed, washed the dishes. The stale air was making her a little nauseous but she brushed it aside and determined...
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THE MAN WHO CAN'T DIE
"Frankel once again produces a thrilling futuristic dystopia which includes white-knuckle action, lots of sex and drugs, and a post-menopausal white-haired research scientist heroine who is trying to save the world from her own mad genius." Buy on Amazon | Buy on Whiskey Tit
GAHA: BABES OF THE ABYSS
"It's hard to put down this book, full of Frankel's autodidact ramblings and wild flights of language." Buy on Amazon | Buy on Whiskey Tit
SPECIMEN TANK
"There's more truth in this book than anyone in the biotech industries would care to admit. Plus, it's funny as hell." Buy on Amazon