Chapter 17: Pestilence ***** "You've got to be shitting me. No way in hell." Jack held back a laugh as he stared into Greg's disbelieving face. It had already been several hours since they'd returned to the Destiny from Kat's island home, and Jack had already shared his version of the events twice. It didn't stop Greg from being any more accepting of the...
Foreword: Wow, we're on Book 5 already! Yeah, I've had this story floating around in my head for years, ever since I ran a Carrier in Starfleet Battles and played as the SFMC in the old Star Trek RPG from FASA, including the Starfleet Marines module. What can I say? I'm a 'Trek Geek from way back. lol Jason and Delaara MacKenzie are very loosely based on...
Everyone who knew twenty-nine year old Gregory Hunt thought of him as a workaholic and this was probably as good a description of him as any. But his commitment to his work at Turner & Marks was not necessarily one of absolute loyalty to the company. No, the reason for his dedication was more because all Gregory had in his life was the job. Both inside and...
Pretty thoroughly fiction, based in part on a few events from my life, though I will keep them private. There's no sex in this story; more a relationship entry. * I've never liked the concept of abortion. Now, before you hit the panic button, let me explain. I'm no religious zealot, looking for a clinic to bomb; neither am I going to hand out pamphlets an...
Note: This stand-alone story is part of our continuing adventures in swinging. I hope you find at least some of the these stories humorous. Chapter 10: Uh, I'm with the band. You hear a lot of folks who are into this whole swinging thing say that they want to find people that they can "just hang out with." You know. Watch a game. Go to the movies. Jerk o...
Sulfuric smoke seared Turok's lungs as he groped blindly along the cliff face. Only a slender ribbon of rock stood between him and a fifty-fathom plunge into the lava flow. "Curse that wretched sorceress" he hissed, "If she has betrayed me,....". It was an empty threat. Even if he did survive this quest, he had no power to match the one who had sent him here...
Note from the Author: I wrote this story and many years ago for a newsgroup. I'm not sure if it's still on file anywhere, but it's a good bit of fun writing. Originally, it was written on a dare from a friend who didn't think that I could make such an unlikely coupling occur under any circumstance. If you know the Trek Universe well, you will know what I mea...
This idea came to me as I've rereading Carly's Fantasy. I wanted to tell the story from her standpoint and, at the same time, clean up some of my mistakes. I wanted this story to feel a little less rushed and explore a little more of Carly's thoughts and feelings. Consider this story a rough retelling. Both characters have told their recollection of the even...
Chapter 22: Homecoming ***** Time seemed to have lost much of its meaning during the many weeks on the open ocean. Every time Jack looked out past the ship or through one of the many port windows, the sight never changed. The enormous and seemingly endless body of water presented the same view at the very break of day and at the onset of night, a quiet tra...
USS Surefoot-A, Deck 1, Captain's/Counselor's Quarters, Stardate 45398.09 - 89 minutes until Ensign Sasha Hrelle's death: Captain Esek Hrelle stared at his reflection much longer than necessary. Counting the grey furs. Counting the wrinkles barely hidden beneath them. Tugging at the loose skin under his muzzle. Noting the slower reaction of his tipped ears...