This is my first effort at Sci-Fi Fantasy. It will include a few made up words and names. If you are curious, I will be adding a short pronunciation guide at the end of this story. This tale is very loosely based, and I do mean loosely, on some of the writings of Edgar Rice Burroughs and John Norman...combined with my own sick, twisted imagination. This st...
It was a beautiful day in San Diego. The sun was shining, and Ria Ortega was enjoying sea breeze on her face as she stood in Embarcadero Marina Park watching the sea. Out on the water sail boats tacked and jibed as they headed into San Diego Bay. Ria smiled and thought how far she was from the drug dens and slums of Oaxaca. She had seen so much killing ove...
"What in particular is so special about this timeline that warrants an extended visit?" Science Guild candidate Athena inquired, speaking with a polite but insistent tone to a glowing crystal that hovered in the dim light of the circular chamber, shining like a multi-faceted blue sun. "That in part is what you must discover while you're there." The voices r...
Chapter One Nicola bit down on her hand to muffle her moans as Sam pounded her from behind. Not all of the cleaners had gone home yet and they would be instantly fired if they were caught having sex at work. That was part of the fun, of course. Nicola also suspected that Sam wanted one of the cleaners to walk in and catch them, especially the curvy Polish b...
Svenk Blackscale was not a heroic member of House Bryaugh's space force. That would have been a remarkable trick for a kobold – even one that had the one tenth dragon blood that was required by the stern admirals and generals that led House Bryaugh's military forces. But as Svenk wasn't even a willing member of the space force, heroism felt like it was askin...
Note: In the previous chapter, I showed some of the character's game stats. While I think that's a semi interesting concept, I'm not going to bother doing so anymore, though I'll keep doing the health and mana numbers for fights. It's too much information to keep a handle on and consistently update with every chapter. Hell, I even hand my own little algorith...
Victor hated the woeful timing that his Mother had exhibited by giving birth to him on the thirty first of October. His Birthday parties had always featured goblins, ghosts, mummies, zombies and jack-o-lanterns. He was thoroughly sick of it already, and that was why tonight, on the evening of his twentieth Birthday, he was sitting alone at home watching some...
Part 3: Casablanca The next morning Mike headed back over to Michelle's apartment. They were going to join up with the others, and then go to see Professor Tamura; there had been a bit of a question about whether they should see her first or go straight to a hospital. In the end, the thought of trying to explain what happened to a nurse at the ER had convin...
This is my entry in the Earth Day 2011 Story Contest. Thank you so much to durablue and petitmort for editing and for their insightful suggestions and to steelersfan for proofreading this story. Note to readers: there is sex at the end of this story, but there's a fair amount of relationship development before you get there. If you're looking for a 'wham,...
Friday morning. Happy birthday. Nothing like being eighteen. Again. After slowly waking up to the third round of the snooze button's blaring of the morning show, I decided that I didn't feel any different than the day before. No miraculous reversion to my former condition. I was going to have to face this damnable coming of age ceremony head on. The first...