Prologue: My dear friends and readers, thank-you for your kind words and for remembering me after these past two years of silence. It was great hearing from you, and for as long as I can, I will do my utmost to do you and this story justice. As always, you are the folks that keep a smile on my face. Bob Misprint: Atwater Luck is 70.6 Light Years from Earth...
Day one: Afternoon Police Captain Daniel Vega was driving through his old neighborhood. Some gang members were gathering in the alleys, smoking pot and drinking in plain view. It was only 5:30 pm. How has it come to this? he thought. Not many years ago, this had been a safe place to walk around. Now, anybody that passed through these streets, even in t...
Author's note: this story has been re-edited to bring it up to my current standards as part of an effort to make Ebooks. It features improved editing, grammar, punctuation, and also includes rewrites and expanded scenes where necessary. Please see my bio for more information. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the...
Chapter 1 "Another drink, Jimmy?" "Yeah, okay, Jer'," I said. I walked with Jerry over to the bar, where he refilled my glass. We took our glasses out to his back deck and settled down to watch the sun set. Debby and I had gotten to Jerry and Carol's a few minutes late, but not too bad. I had completely forgotten the invitation, and worked late that day....
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"The Werewolf Chronicles -- Omnibus" Part 9 of Supernatural Earth. *** Author's notes: This story happens a couple of months after "The Creature Below - Omnibus 03" and well over three years since "Snow Maiden - Omnibus 02" and "The Prison Creature". The current year in the storyline is 2020 as established with Brad's math in the last installment. Recomm...
Chapter 1: The Day of Infamy The alarm clock on the nightstand by the bed read 11:14. It was Monday morning as I sat alone in the hotel room. But, Damn! I was feeling just great! It had taken the entire weekend locked away in this Boise Idaho hotel room to finish the report. A warm feeling of relief washed over me as my mind replayed the past two weeks sp...
This story is a sequel to my previous story "The Irishman at the End of the Bar". I'd recommend reading that for the continuity. I would further like to the give a special shout to everyone who helped make the last story more successful than I ever imagined it could be. I never dreamed it would rank as all time number one for the genre on Literotica. I don't...
Paul turned up the collar of his light jacket and stuck his hands in its pockets to ward off the chill of the bitter wind that had come with the late November dusk. This part of the city was unknown to him. He had been walking the streets aimlessly since mid-afternoon trying to recover after having his heart and dreams shattered. The day had been warm and s...
CHAPTER 1: PEST CONTROL "Recruit! Why are there lizards raining from my goddamned vents?" The soldier stood, saluting. "I don't know, Sir!" The Staff Sergeant steadied his wide brimmed hat as a fat reptile fell from the air vent above the mess hall table, bouncing off his head and landing in a gravy boat with a splash. It motored its little legs, trying...