This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Monday, June 4, 2012 1:15 AM Northern Arizona Militia Compound Arizona As night deepened in this isolated location one of the out buildings was in full blown party mode. The music was pounding so loud that the surrounding air vibrated with the beat. Amber could hear the distant laughter of men and the clanking of glass bottles. The other four women with he...
I was shaking with fear; my mind was running through the possibilities and all of them sucked. I was having a hard time coming up with one that didn't end in my death, the death of my family, even my Pack. The Cartel was known for its brutal methods, they wouldn't stop at just me. They would kill everyone I loved in front of me first. Then there was the CIA...
The meeting with the Governor's representatives went about as well as planned. Everyone was scrambling to save their own ass. One of the more laughable questions was if the groups that were threatening lawsuits had contacted my firm. I let them know that I was almost as hated by the bleeding hearts as they were. Of course if these groups could bring the mone...
Chase Nygaard's POV Arrowhead Pack Clinic "Help me get dressed and take me back to the house," Frank said. "I need to be there when the investigators arrive." "You need to rest, Frank," I replied. "Then carry me back in the stretcher. Hurry up; I'd rather go through the tunnel than be carried outside in this shit." "Fine. We'll dress you later," I...
Lanborn hated being a passenger. The orbital rent-a-pod was one of those early 2150's autonomous models with the plastic seats and sim-windows. You got to see what was outside on a ten second delay interrupted by advertisements unless you paid the extra charge to go real-time and ad free. He hadn't. The autopilot's 3d avatar appeared suddenly in the cabi...
The Case of the Late Night Constable: Trafficker It is late at night. The male constable pulled up next to a sidewalk a woman was walking down. She looked fascinating. She wore a tight short dress, and a skimpy top. He could see the outline of her panties. The constable talks to woman innocuously, and she reasons he is not revealing why he is patrolling...
Hey everyone! Here's a new story I have for you. It's an idea I got while watching porn, haha. I hope you enjoy. All characters involved in sex are above the age of 18. It's a little bit violent at the beginning. It's about a drug cartel so you can imagine what'll happen. My story is protected under copyright law so please don't try to copy and paste it to s...
Jesus Correria's POV Near US-Mexico Border, East of Nogales The Chapter Presidents had been trickling into the parking area of the National Forest that we used as our meeting place all day. I sat on a picnic table, eating a burrito I picked up before leaving Nogales, as Manuel tore into his bag of fish tacos. The Denver President was last to arrive, Pedr...
Alpha Chase Nygaard's POV Over Northern Minnesota Vic and Spider were awake for the last part of the flight to Duluth because no one could sleep through that kind of turbulence. The pilots had us buckled in and seats up as we passed over the strong winter storm. Wind gusts tossed the plane around, and we all just held on and waited. Finally, just before...