Tonight was one of those nights that in the past few months Second Lieutenant Theodore Stevenson had come to describe as quiet: although when was it ever truly quiet on the Western Front? He could still hear the spasmodic rat-a-tat of distant machine gun fire; the occasional whoosh of a sniper's bullet; and the muffled screams of agony and despair from a lon...
This is a fantasy story set in a fictitious land and in a time of medieval sorcery. All characters depicted are 18+. Although this story is in a time where safe sex is not heard of I would always recommend the practise of safe sex. CHAPTER 6 -- The escape "Rulf! Over here!" the soldier shouts. Vernon and Bain sit naked on the ground looking up at one of...
At the end of this long day, and once again chained in bed within his cell, Eren sits on his pillow, reclining against the cool stone wall. He was exhausted from another difficult day with the Survey Corps, under constant threat within treacherous territories. The expedition had been intercepted and rerouted by a collision with a small cluster of titans. Des...
Straw and Kabul They fell into an easy rhythm in the thatched cottage. Food appeared at the door each morning. Prize carried water and cleaned the well furnished rooms. He fed and watered the mare in the small stable though the odor of damp straw riddled him with fear. He knelt at Gordy's side as he read or worked at his desk. They moved to the bedroom up...
"Hey, you, soldier. Come with me." "Mich . . . I mean me?" Johann answered. He'd learned to speak English fairly well in the more than a year that it took him to move from New York City, to Canada, and then back down here to Saratoga. But sometimes he didn't think and reverted to German. "Yes, you. You're being reassigned. By me. Get whatever gear you have...
"You didn't come to me last night," Fikrit growled at me as I walked up to this yacht outside Effendi's restaurant. "But I'm on time now, aren't I? I've come here knowing what you have in mind. How many of your other men have done that?" His eyes flashed anger with an edge of lust. "You think you know why you're going on this boat ride?" "It's why I staye...
"My name is Reinhart von Richter—Captain Reinhart von Richter to you scum—and you are under my command now." Scum indeed, Johann thought, as he stood in formation, hardly able to stand without wobbling, as he'd just come off the ship from the three-week crossing of the Atlantic. He was sure that he and all of his mates—those who had survived the voyage—look...
Shun was shuffling along with a line of other young men, all in leg shackles and bound to each other. They had walked, between horsed soldiers of the Chu army, most of the day, with few rest breaks and even fewer stops for water or food. When the line came to a stumbling halt, because a young soldier of Wu was too wounded or weak to go on, he was unshackled...
The final chapter is here. Originally, this was going to be one big chapter, but it's been taking me too long and the chapter itself is also very long, so I'm splitting it in half. I hope my friends and readers enjoy this and the last installment of Aquata Cove. ***** Chapter 100: Together Forever As far as history can remember... The old king breathes...
The shrill ringing sound pierced his brain like a thousand church bells. He forced his eyelids open and for a few milliseconds he could not recall where he was. Somewhere off in outer space a phone was ringing and making one hell of a racket. Then, silence followed by a sleepy male voice. "Hello, who is this?" the sleepy voice asked. "Yes, this is Rich, wha...