Sonya sat quietly on the hard chair in the outer office for The Company. The shouting coming from the next room was not clear, but she heard the Martine pleading and the other voice saying expressions like "putting a slave in danger" and "irresponsibility." The office door flew open and Martine walked over to her. "You are going to be resettled with anothe...
The second moon was just breaking over the horizon. Clouds green with its light drifted across the sky, making the Main Moon fuzzy. I looked across the bay spread beneath me in the darkness, and sniffed for the scent of tang. I am a silkeon, a red furred and green eyed warrior, small but fierce. I hunted for poon-tang, as in our world only they may bear th...
Chapter 39 I hacked into the security system at the Donnelly residence. Katie was all over the first images I received to my laptop. It made sense and drove home all my mistakes in the last week. There she was, distraught—my fault—and in the hands of a diabolical man without a clue to the danger— definitely my fault. I felt an overwhelming sense of guilt f...
Author's Notes: 1. In this story, James Kirk reveals that he is a sadist. If you do not want to think of Kirk in this way, then you probably should not read this story. But it's not as bad as it sounds, because Spock makes it all logical. :-) 2. This story features a gay relationship between Kirk and Spock. If this idea displeases you, this is not the stor...
Rayne retuned Gabriella to her home, reluctant to leave her, but knowing he had much to think about. His own affairs needed settling, and there was the crew to think about as well. They were not accustomed to being long in port and there were decision to be made. Then there was Navia, who he knew would be waiting for his return, as always. And yet, he could...
A little past midnight, he fell into a deep sleep. His breath deepened, his muscles loosened. The strain of the day fell from him. He was a tall, pale young man. Hardly over the age of 18, he seemed weak, sickly, his dark eyes and hair, accented his frailty. Sleep should have brought him peace, strength, but sadly it brought him torment. He was hunted in his...
The quicksand slurped at my thighs, pooling around my legs like thick cement, and began oozing into my shorts. I looked up again at the branches over my head, where my top was now hanging out of reach. I had reacted quickly to my peril, but in hindsight, trying to use the thin, flexing branches as a lifeline was probably not a great idea. I could feel myself...
I always looked up to my older brother Eric. He was continuously the quarterback, the ace pitcher and he got the cheerleader every time. As for me, I was merely his younger brother, just a tag along and yet he never treated me as such. I don't think a guy could ever have a better older brother and now here I am, sitting at his funeral. I feel the tears star...
Natalie was, in every conceivable way, out of bounds. She was, like me, married - in a union characterized by obvious mutual love and respect. She was a long time family friend of my wife Emma; the two had remained on good terms since adolescence. And while she was no prude, her character was one of a pretty high moral standard - her job frequently required...
Penitent took wing, ready to deliver the meal she had collected to her hungry offspring. This time, Bliss could track her direction and distance through their mental connection. She was also aware of the shivery feeling that the succubus felt when she anticipated draining away her newly-acquired energy. Bliss hadn't realized that Penitent was afraid of getti...