Author's Note: all characters except Galatea belong to the creators of Star Trek and are used without their authorization. This story takes place after my other Star Trek tale (Wa'DIch Ghom). Mature readers only, please. 1996. "Wes, leave her tits alone." Wesley Crusher reluctantly moved his hands. "I wish they were bigger." "They're fine. Trust me." "Tr...
Working with Jose was something of a trial. "Alan, may I ask what you are thinking you are doing with that torch and those tanks of gas?" I closed the jeep door and frowned at Jose's shadowy figure, standing against the crumbled wall in the darkness. "We have to get in somehow, don't we? The door is reinforced with iron and the lock will be corroded shut,...
Life or Death, two possible outcomes no matter what we do we either survive or something goes wrong and we die that's how fragile human life is. Someone is writing, the chair snaps, he falls and breaks his neck Death. Someone's eating a lethal germ lands in the food a treatment exists but the germ evolves Death, we are sleeping, cardiac arrest death. This is...
Chapter 6: Fevered Dreams This is chapter 6 of a series. Thank you to all the readers who inspired me to continue the series with their constant support. While it is not entirely necessary to read the each chapters in progression I highly recommend it. Please remember that the Dhase are a species of my own creation, and although they are based on vampires I...
Chapter Eight -- The Student Danka and her fellow initiates eagerly awaited the Fall Equinox, when they would give up the title of "Initiate" and become fully accepted members of the Cult of the Ancients. To mark the change in their status, they would wear the Cult of the Ancients' skull on their formal outfits. They handed over their dresses and tunics to...
To look upon Angela Hart was to see the Platonic ideal of Woman: she was in every way remarkable, a creature who seemed both corporeal and at the same time pure and eternal. Angela was an imposing figure: tall, her chestnut hair rich and flowing; striking blue eyes, a warm look from which could lift up the most downtrodden of spirits. The loose elegant dre...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Author's Note: This is a simple and short story, which doesn't require you to read any of my other ones first. Enjoy! --- Robert looked around nervously. It was the tenth time he'd done so in as many minutes. From what he could tell, he was in the middle of a forest. It was...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of incest or incest content. * SYDNEY BREMNER'S LOG ENTRY #12 - 02/09/202X - 09:45 AM Landfall at Okumaru Island at 07:26 AM (CST). The Erebus anchored 2 nautical miles from the shore. The ritual went as described, left us drained and dumbstruck but no complications except for a crash of the navigation sys...
"Katie, come on! We're going to be late!" Adam yelled. "Don't rush me, Adam!" Katie called from the bathroom. "You don't rush a woman trying to look beautiful." Adam sighed and trudged walked back into the den, where an angelic-looking toddler wearing a blue dress was sitting on the couch and watching Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood. Adam sat down next to her...
Thanks so much for all the feedback with this series! Remember feedback is what helps us writers decide which stories will continue and which are just destined to be a one-time fling. You guys are great! This and all other works by the author may not be copied or reproduced, either whole or in part, without expressed written permission. * The cool night...