I'm killing two metaphoric birds with a single figurative stone here. A bunch of you wanted me to take-up the righteous rod of retribution and smite the two sinners from A Sea Change; while a few readers also wanted me to push my "Totally Unromantic Love Story" series into the next generation. One of you had a really bright idea about how to do that. So, thi...
I don't know how you did it, but you glorious readers managed for a moment to make A Shoulder to Cry On number one. Since I published that, two installments of this series have an award. I want to start by thanking Rodolphe for the editing. Not many people are willing to take up the task of editing a story this long. For newcomers, this is the 5th instal...
*Disclaimer: This story contains recurring characters from my other stories. If you'd like to read their introduction you can do so in the story An Odette Duet. If this doesn't bother you and your interest is in lactation, expansion, and girl x girl themes, then read on. Thanks!* ***** LAN Party Part 1 Word Count: 6302 "Pari. . ." "No, I'm not ta...
John helped Irillith up, and she nodded to him gratefully, wiping the back of her hand across her bloodied mouth and wincing with the pain from her broken nose. Rachel rushed over to her side too, and she brushed the Maliri girl's hair out of the way, so that she could help clean up the blood splattered all over her face. The brunette unclipped a medi-kit f...
USS Surefoot, Deck 4, Sickbay Recovery Room, Stardate 36448.68: Captain Hrelle lay face down on the biobed, resting his muzzle on his crossed arms, a teal-coloured cloth draped over his rear end; a small opening in the cloth allowed a thick, furless, half-metre-long appendage to rise up and sway like a Rigelian cobra. His fingers, encased in dermal sheaths,...
The darkness of the tunnel was banished by the bright pulses of laser fire, while the shrill screams of dying Kirrix rang in John's ears. There was a momentary lull in the carnage as Irillith followed the ramp up and around the corner, her sister hovering protectively at her side. The insectoid troops lurking around the corner in ambush rushed forward, but T...
Sooo, its me again. Bartholomew has been itching for me to write something in him for awhile; he's tired of just playing music all the time and reading recipes. I'm learning how to cook and I think I'm actually pretty good at it. I got a job as a florist a few weeks ago so I've been working at that, and Trask is settling in to his new job as well. I guess I...
Merry Christmas Lit community! This is my first Christmas story and first competition entry, so please be gentle with me. I tried so hard to make this a short story, but I couldn't stop my fingers - I kept playing with it, and massaging and tweaking it, and it kept getting longer and longer, and the longer it got, the more I liked it . . . so I'm sorry, I ho...
Foreword: And now a new chapter in the lives of Jason and Delaara MacKenzie. I recommend reading the 'Love Thy Enemy' 4 part series and the first three books of 'Love And War' to know what's going on here. This is, like the others, a love story and romantic adventure set in the Star Trek universe created by Gene Roddenberry. While sex is in each story, it d...
Last year's Geek Event led me to some of my favorite characters, and I'm pleased ChloeTzang took on this year's event. Chronologically, this story falls some hundreds or, perhaps, thousands of years before the events of the "Dry, No Lube" stories, and in turn some hundreds or, perhaps, thousands of years from now. Thanks again to Chloe, and thanks to you fo...