Part 2 - Andrea and the FetFair There is an old saying that you can't unring a bell. It may be a cliche, but it also happened to be true. For Andrea that bell had been rung two nights ago. She had discovered a side of her she didn't know existed. A kinky side. And even as the cheap beer flowed and the music pumped in her house full of guests, she found...
Artificial Sentient Terraforming Robotic Automaton (ASTRA) Synopsis: With the fall of humanity the fate of its survival and resurrection resides in the hands of a very attractive female Android and the man chosen to be that champion; Jack Travus. Inspired by so many things but not endorsed by any of them. © EmotionalStorm March 2020. This story cannot be t...
Ethan hurriedly rang the doorbell and, shivering from the chill autumn air, shoved his hand quickly back into his coat pocket. He took a moment to survey the neighborhood, studying the cul-de-sac and the comfortable-looking homes that filled it. This is a nice part of town, he thought, lifting his watch. It had just hit six-thirty when the doorbell rang and...
Sorry for the long delay. It was due to work and life problems. Now that my work problems are postponed thanks to the virus panic, I have managed to finish chapter 28 of Every Man's Fantasy: Treading water. I hope you enjoy it. I won't predict when chapters 29 and 30 will come out, but I'm working on them, and on another short story, which I hope to finish...
Book 1. The Imperium. Prologue The Imperium was vast. Yet like all empires before and after, there had been a single kernel in the beginning. A Solitary solar system, a tiny grain of sand, lost on the infinite desert of the universe. A story born from a legend governed at the start by a small people's council. They had climbed out of their single blue gr...
Jonas Agonistes Chapter 1: Like a Novel by Robbe-Grillet I avoided bourbon but not scotch. Scotch. I found it helped me sleep, but upon further discrimination and many scientific trials I decided it helped me do something like sleep. I pushed it aside. I even poured out one of the half-full bottles in my drawer. Not the other one, though. Just one. Two we...
Author's note: Welcome to the second chapter of Two Thousand and Ten – the tale of a year in the life of two friends from a seaside town in southern England. I would like to take this opportunity to point out that the following chapter is purely a work of fiction, my character names are chosen totally at random, and no resemblance to any person (living or...
FLASHBACK I think I'm in the clear for now. The police have come and gone, and the hotel staff has cleared the hallway outside my room. If I could, I'd try to get some sleep, but after what I've just been through, that would be difficult. So I'll try to write down exactly what happened this week, while it's fresh in my mind, in case my lawyer needs it in t...
Rhiana could barely remember how long she had been enslaved now. Somewhere in the back of her mind were some distant memories, long forgotten scenes almost viewed through someone else’s eyes. Images of playing with her sisters on a family vacation aged only six years; classroom lessons at high school; collecting glasses in the Three Brooks, trying to catch t...
A bespoke story, written for an individual with their own dreams and fantasies. May you enjoy it as much as they have. + Rachel Monk looked up over her books strewn over a table in the library. "Hey! Where've you been?" she asked her best friend, roomie and study-mate, Sarah Suomi. "I thought we were supposed to be studying for that Economics final tomor...