1. The brown wooden door had a glass inset that distorted the images coming through it, like the ones used for shower doors or bathroom windows. It suited the second floor of the slightly run-down building on Mine St. The glass announced Therapeutic Massage in three inch black letters and underneath it said "Richard Dillon, MsT" Beneath Richie's name was "E...
Terminal City... The glow of the black motorcycles headlamp glinted across the tracks as it entered the train yard. "Hey watch your hands," Max yelled at Alec as she fixed her yellow tinted shades. Alec who sat behind her on the bike moved his hands from just under her breasts down over her waist. "I told you; us having sex was no more than Manticore's b...
Colloquial English can be colourful if a little confusing for the non UK resident. In this short story I have attempted, in I hope a humorous way, to enlighten those readers who may have been having problems understanding some stories, movies, or TV programmes made by us Brits. Cheers (Good luck) * Tom and Alec made their way up the street towards the bo...
Maybe it was something I ate. As I drifted off to sleep, the scene from several years ago played like a movie in my mind. It seemed so real. My husband Mark and I were back in the mansion with Alec and his friends. Mark and I had made an agreement with Alec to be his submissive playthings for a weekend. It was part of a fantasy that Mark was living out. Alec...
A/N: Zombie action doesn't break out right away. I like to drag things out when it comes to zombie stories... This is Chapter one. If you want to know what the entrance and a little ways into The Silos looks like, ask me and I'll share the link with you from a photographer who has been down there. Alec's Point Of View: I never thought that the zombie apocal...
I am generally not a fan of author intros on stories here, but in this category it seems necessary to let me know what lies ahead: No cheating. No BTB. No cuckolding. ************ Alec Reynaud hit the button for his garage door as he turned the corner onto Franklin Street. There was a smile on his face, and why wouldn't there be? Alec was freshly 25 year...
Hi everyone. Here is a story that I stated to write months ago before Starstruck, but I got major writers block so stopped writing it for a while and eventually forgot about it. After going through my computer files I found it again so I thought I'd have another crack at it. This is the first chapter, so tell me what you think and I will continue to write th...
Author's Note: This story is based upon the TV series Dark Angel and its main characters, all of which belong to James Cameron and the FOX Network. For the purposes of this story, it has been nine months since Max escaped from Manticore and first infected Logan with the retro-virus that nearly killed him. Manticore was destroyed and Ames White has been sent...
Hey everyone, long time no write. I know. This chapter isn't perfect, but I just want it off my computer before I go crazy editing and rewriting over and over. Well, enjoy. :) SSG -- The morning sun was just beginning to peak through the sheer white curtains, yet Annabeth was already awake. Lying on her side, she studied Collin's sleeping form with her h...
Hi everyone. I've been getting comments, not all of them favourable, about the names I've used. This is just a little note to set things straight. The names Max and Alec are completely coincidental. The original name for my male character was Chase, but as those who have read Starstruck will know, I ended up using that name for another character. Being stump...