We sat in our ravens nest surveying our domains with the pond and the sunlight glittering upon it, singing a soft harmony to the birds chattering and declaring our domains to be theirs and that was fine since we didn´t mind sharing, not with them. Sharing with Them was more problematic, since They like ants wanted to fill the world and the constant moronic...
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"I'm sorry," Sergeant Miller told me, right before he shot me. Of course, since this was the dawn of the Zombie Apocalypse and the fucker failed to hit my brain, I was doomed to come back. Nowadays, we all get a second chance at life, and this really sucks. For this and many other reasons, I hate the fucker. Life as a Zombie sucks, man. It's even worse if yo...
I wrote this story shortly after Christmas of 2102. It is a work of fiction. Names, places and events are a product of my imagination. I hope you enjoy it for what it is. * When the IED exploded eight Marines of Lieutenant Karl Richart Schmidt's platoon lay wounded and exposed to sniper fire from a group of insurgents hiding in the village. Schmidt's inst...
Getting pinched is like getting crushed by the Ferris wheel if it takes a tumble off its cinder blocks. It's just another job hazard. You don't dwell on it. A you can do is sleep off your piss-poor luck like a hangover. Next thing I know, Klench was yowling: "Wake up, carnival boy!" My eyes snapped open. I gasped out loud. That low-down, hyped-up hellcat w...
I am not by nature a confrontational soul; indeed show me a conflict and generally by the time you have turned your head back to say to me, "see that conflict?" you will be faced with an empty space where previously I stood. Alright, maybe I exaggerate a tad, if Master is there I will have moved behind him and be peering around his shoulder with a determine...
Chapter 1 – Companionship Outbreak. ***** Note from the author: This is my first attempt at an erotic story. I've had wonderful feedback from my Literotica editor, KatySweetCandy, and a big thank you goes to her for her support. I would love any feedback that the readers would take the time to write, and greatly enjoy hearing what parts people enjoyed an...
This is a new, fresh start for me. I will not be continuing Wicked, I cannot find out how to remove it, but this is my fresh start. Voting and feedback are wonderful; I thank you if you do one or both. This story has been stuck in my head for a while- the characters running back and forth throughout my brain. I'll stop babbling and let you read the story! Th...
44 feet. That was the approximate distance from the window I was hanging out of ... and the street. It's the equivalent of 17 steps; 10 short seconds of walking. I wondered, as I was looking down, if I fell would those last 10 seconds of my life be very long ones or very short ones? Would my life pass before my eyes before I hit the ground? As I pulled my bo...
The first thing to come to him is a groggy sense of awareness concerning his surroundings. The sanitary smell of an asylum coupled with the moans, groans, and screams of other patients. Still half medicated Daniel isn't aware that five years have passed since the horrible incident with his parents; in fact Daniel isn't quite sure of his name right now. Sit...