I write romance, science fiction, fantasies, dramatic, dark, and erotic stories. Working with outstanding female actors Ruth Pownall, Linnea Sage, Cherry Pie, and Nikki Delgado on the audio-stories is a cherished dream come true. Each story is supported by a flip-page e-book so that you can read the story and listen at the same time.
Thank you for your wonderful feedback:
‘Your website is fabulous, HJ, I am in awe!’ – PFS, England.
‘WOW! Awesome site! There’s so much to do and interact with! I really enjoyed the stories I listened to. Will definitely come back for more!’ – MK, California, USA.
‘Just visited your website HJ and wanted to say how impressive it is. Easy to navigate and a wealth of fantastic writing. A visit to your site would be an inspiration to any writer.’ HWL, UK.
An exciting, erotic sci-fi romance, Primordia tells of the discovery of a new born planet in the outer reaches of our solar system, Tiernan and Rose are the couple despatched on a one-way journey to the stars to start a new, fair, equal civilization. So many twists, turns, and lifeforms!
rules are there to be broken
‘I’ll care for you. I’ll create an environment for you to live in that’s warm, comfortable, safe, secure, ensure you’re well-fed. Make you happy. Make your dreams come true.’
Subversive and exhilarating stories ****
‘HJ Furl’s twenty-one short stories in Basque are a special kind of treat. Her characters are slightly unhinged. Their lives are small, circumscribed, and desperate: Covid has tipped many of them over the edge. Yet they all carry with them a common look and feel exuberant, humorously exaggerated, sardonic, bathetic, spiced with a hopeless eroticism. What I like best about her writing is its insinuating quality: her characters’ pretensions exist to be relentlessly undermined. It’s a galvanising and shocking ride.’
Some for 50 Shades fans, though not all****
‘A series of well-told short stories which follow the changes, or not, in attitudes to women over the centuries. A harsh start with the witches trials as background, up to the modern-day. Well written, with plenty of imaginative plots.’
Stories that capture the imagination *****
‘An entertaining collection of short stories. Furl’s character portrayals and interesting plotlines give them a good level of depth.’
Beautifully written stories that connect with your heart *****
‘HJ does an amazing job bringing the characters to life. They feel real and draw you into their stories as you connect with their lives and experience how they see the world.’
‘Shall we go inside?’
‘Why not, rules are meant to be broken, aren’t they?’
US Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B096YF4Q7Y
UK Kindle: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B096YF4Q7Y
Thrill Ride – Isla and Bonnie have a unique and deadly talent.
Chevrons – careful where you drive tonight!
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I know, I’m a nightmare! I’d like to thank the Team at Web Creation. I’m thrilled with the website, you have taught me so much.
I’m extremely proud to feature sensational actors Ruth, Linnea, Cherry and Nikki. So far, we’ve had 9611 listens.
We’re having an amazing time, bringing the characters to life:
“What an amazing project! Thank you for a wonderful experience. I love the website.”
“I love every minute of working with HJ. This has been by far the best project I’ve ever done.”
“Just finished recording a beautifully-written piece for HJ. Always a pleasure working on HJ’s incredibly written stories.”
I write from images: incredible creations of artists at Unsplash, Pixabay, and Alamy. Thankyou brilliant photographers and artists!
Most of all, thank you for reading me
18+ stories contain strong sex or violence.
16+ stories contain mild sex or violence.
12+ stories are suitable for young adults.
All stories and audiobooks copyright HJ Furl 2019, 2020, 2021 & 2022
From where I sit, I can see the dried-up riverbed that once flowed, the empty ocean that teemed with shoals of fish. They are all dead now, stifled, in a blink of Humanity’s eye, victims of our self-imposed apocalypse.
From here, I see the hunger lands we both knew as flourishing fields of golden barley. Grazing pastures alive with horses, cattle, sheep. Hidden delights: badger setts, moles burrowing, grass snakes – legless lizards basking under the decimating, deadly sun. Filled now with famine, starvation, strife. Shadowlands for the grieving survivors, the chosen few who pray for the end to come.
Here I sit, gazing at your concrete tower blocks, prisons to the poor, the fearful, locked-in captives of never-ending quarantine. Suckling on the skeletal breasts of social media, milking your discontent, disparaging opinions, rebellious intentions, faded dreams – for all their useless worth.
I see you! Fearing me. Mask-on-face. Standing metres away from me. Sanitiser on hands. I smell your sweat. Feel your hot breath on my cheeks. Catch the teardrops streaming down your face.
See you, pining, yearning for a lost love, our love, a love that can never be consummated.
You see, I’m infected, contagious, spreading like the wildfires burning in the rain forests.
I’m your virus, your destiny, your future – Earth.
It’s too late for you to change your heartless ways.
Think it’s time I left now.