Aaric Etherall Tritum sighed in relaxation as he gazed out the windscreen of a Imperial assault shuttle. His green pupils surveying the planet of Korriban; home of the infamous Sith Academy and his final destination. The journey from his homeplanet of Nyssa in the Nyssa system of the Tapani sector was uneventful to say the least. He could have been transport...
*** Part 1 - Controlling the Flow *** *Pivot's General wears silver hair well.* Aimee mused, leaning back in her chair. She let her gaze travel up and down the man as he paced on the podium in front of them. *People talk about General Auspus being handsome, but Pivot's General is handsome too, in his own way. I actually like his look better, the mature look...
"Jackson, why'd you bring us to Pivot? What about Orbital Academy?" Preston reached across Missy and flicked the cruiser's autopilot off, beginning to manually pilot their cruiser in line with the other squadmates. "Rookie Preston, please cut the comm chatter, we wouldn't want to crowd Orbital Pivot's comm channels," Jackson's voice crackled into the small...
Bobby Garfield was taking a walk around the property he had inherited from his grandmother. It was an old farm with a large stone farmhouse, a large wooden barn with stables underneath. It had been almost completely restored, but as a computer consultant, he had little time for country living. He kind of liked living in the big city and the variety of women...
Adam awoke in a strange but comfortable bed. The sheets were of fine linen and the bedposts were large and ornate. He might have thought he was in a luxury hotel except the décor was distinctly feminine, more like a woman's bedroom than a hotel room. A redhead in a French maid's outfit was also in the room. His first glimpse of her was of her bottom (barely...
You have just begun your first year at Winchester Academy, a privately funded academy for young adults with super powers. This is one of several such institutions across the country established to guide the young in controlling their powers. With the success of the school backing the X-men, there was little real resistance to establishing these institutions,...
My name is Kyle O'Neill. I'm a five-foot-eleven, brown-haired and blue-eyed man of Irish-American and Hispanic descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I am twenty six years old. Folks who don't know me too well think that I am a nice, quiet person. The nicest man they know. That's what most people used to say about me for the longest time. The...
********************** Edited by the wonderful Mr_owlow and the indomitable DeReve. Did you enjoy this story? Hate it? Want a sequel? Let me know in the comments! ********************** Halfway between a silver moon and a green-tinged planet, Jane shifted in her seat, adjusting uncomfortably. The cockpit was too cramped, filled with the faint smell of rec...
Andre merged into the proper lane and exited the highway near Middleton New York and followed the GPS prompts to the Medical Center. Parking the expensive car in a safe spot, they headed inside. Geneva took the lead, having spent far more time in Hospitals than Andre had, she oriented herself quickly, and after getting the room number from the information...
My name is Jackson Leroy III. I'm a young Black man originally from Boston currently living in rural Virginia. I'm a student at the Fraser Institute of Technology. It's a small, four-year private technical college with only about thirty eight hundred students. I found out about them my senior year of high school. I attended Saint Paul Academy, an all-male Ca...