As the title suggests, this story has a lot to do with GTA the game. Specifically Grand Theft Auto V. This story and its threads are taking place in San Andreas (in which Los Santos is the primary city); locations, cars, websites, media, some characters and other details can be found in the game, but that's where the most of the similarities end. Like the ga...
Chapter Seven Ecstasy - 3735 C.E. There wasn't much that Beatrice ever actually needed. She didn't need to eat. She didn't need to sleep. She didn't really need anything apart from a regular and constant supply of sexual partners and there was no likelihood that she'd ever run short of that. But she did need a cover. Humans weren't supposed to be able to su...
You are a high end programming lead at a massive technology company that provides entertainment media to the buying public. You are tasked with cleaning up the programming code on a new headset remote control. State of the art tech has gone into this thing, allowing voice control, and it can detect eye movements and some mental suggestion. It isn’t in your m...
Leaving the hospital with Trey, Megan ran the instructions from her employer over in her mind. “I need to stop at the trailer and grab some clothes for tomorrow.” Trey stated. “Ok.” Megan responded, tossing him her car keys. “You feel like driving?” “Sure.” Trey replied, catching the keys against his chest. “Sure, you trust me?” “No, but I’m tired so I’l...
"I remember you. You're the girlfriend," Jon slurred drunkenly from the couch when Samantha appeared silently in the doorway of the living room and removed her sunglasses. Sam just nodded. They were in his shitty rundown apartment in a particularly seedy downtown neighborhood. He didn't wonder how or why she'd gotten there or why she was wearing a platinum b...
Author's Note: In the previous chapter, there were a lot of complaints that I had deliberately misspelled certain words in order to convey the idea of the protagonist's Dutch accent. For that reason, I decided that, since the representation of the accent was no longer integral to the story (as the reader now gets a clear picture), I will dispense with the m...
LXXVISick and SoreEugenie2102 For all her life until now and especially after having travelled south to London, Eugenie had lived in fear and dread of gangs and most especially gang members. Wasn't gang culture just one of the many reasons why everything was shit these days? Rape, violence, theft and murder: no one could pretend there was anything virtuous...
Mary was anxious as she entered the big Southwind department store in suburban Seattle. She stopped and looked around as she reviewed what she had planned. She had never done anything like it before, but she needed the money. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves, then approached the counter that displayed expensive watches. The salesclerk asked, "May I...
Chapter 1: The Auction I listen alertly for Sir's soft approach. Not so long ago, he could come within inches of me, and I would have no idea until after the first welt rose on my bottom, or his fingers were locked cruelly around my throat. In the last few months, my ears have become much more attuned to Sir's whereabouts, and it is rare that I don't sense...
(This is the final Drifter story. This story includes some violent and very graphic situations - if this kind of stuff disturbs you - this is your warning.) * He leaned against the gray BMW watching the front of the school. Soon classes would be letting out, and the final part of his plan would fall into place. At about 2:50 PM the bells rang at West Phoen...