Present Uncertain

by Phil J. Harrison [aka Harrison J. Phillips]

Present Uncertain - Alasdair's Dilemma - Harrison Phillips
Editions:Kindle: $ 3.99 USD
Pages: 182

The First Solis Elf in 500 years, Callon joins the military to escape his father's plans. Unfortunately, he can't escape his Solis Genes. Sent from the Elvan Army to the Fae Honor Guard to the Fae Marines, he knows the transfers are his father's manipulations to make him marry Brant, his ex-fiancé.

Gunny, a Fae Master Gunnery Sergeant, wants nothing more than to stay away from love and take care of his platoon. Playing nursemaid to the pretty Elf Lieutenant is not on the list but he can't deny the attraction when his wings pop out every time he's around the man.

But Callon's father has plans for the power he will gain through Callon's marriage and he's not about to let anything, even the Marines, stand in his way.

A protective platoon, Exs who don't understand no, and Callon's father's plans stand in the way of Callon and Gunny, making a Present Uncertain let alone a future.

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Gunny counted ten men staring at him from formation. By his count, he was missing about forty-five men including his squad leaders and his staff sergeant. How in the hell could you lose forty-five Marines? “Marianus!”

“Yes, sir?” A nervous Lance Corporal stepped forward.

He was the highest-ranking noncom at the moment. Gunny’s eyes narrowed. And the Lance Corporal blanched. “Where is everyone?”

“Everyone, sir?”

“Yes, everyone.” Gunny took a deep breath at the confused look on the Lance Corporal’s face and made a note to find out why he had been promoted. Then he roared, “Where in the hell are my other men?”

“Sir, they…”


Yep, the only thing missing was smoke from the Lance Corporal’s ears as Gunny saw him rapidly shifting gears considering all the avenues of answers he could use. Trying to select the one that would get him in the least amount of trouble, was he?

He blurted out, “Sir, Staff Sergeant is in sick call, sir. They all have the same thing, sir.”

Okay. The more sirs he added, the more likely it was to be a lie. Eyes narrowed, Gunny continued to stare at him.

“Sir, might be the flu, sir.” The Lance Corporal swallowed hard.

Yep. Lie. Gunny stared, and the Lance Corporal fidgeted. After he reached his quota of fidgeting, Gunny said, “Dismissed.”

He didn’t watch as the men scuttled away. He did hear their conversation before the barracks door slammed shut.

“Drew is so going to get his ass kicked.”

“Yeah. Gunny isn’t going to buy it. The kid’s okay. I don’t know why…”

“Long story before you got here. I’ll tell you at the club over drinks.”


Rape in the story is not shown but is indicated and mentioned.  Abuse exists in one scene but is not graphic.

About the Author

Phil has always claimed to be a Jack of All Trades. He's been on the Internet since before it was an Internet. It was merely a linking of military main frame computers at the time.  He lays claim to the job titles of US Navy sailor, cook, bottle washer, Mental Health Technician, Administrative Supervisor, Forensic Psychiatric Security Guard, Starving College Student, Auctioneer, Computer Guru, and Teacher.

Published in 1975, he wrote a biographical article for a local doctor. Pay was office visits. After college for Journalism, he went into the USN instead where he attended DP 'A' school and programmed main frame computers. Leaving the military, he went to work in Mental Health and worked with the criminally insane [see Broadmoor documentary if you want to know about this job] also picking up various college credits along the way. In 1993 he went back to college full time and proceeded to get degrees in various subjects. His favorite hobby is collecting those degrees and he eventually hopes to have enough to wallpaper his den.

He also writes under the name of Harrison J. Phillips.

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