Book 1, Chapter 10 -- Cold Heat (Noveria) A/N -- With so much content regarding the Noveria mission, I might stretch this to two chapters. See how it goes. ***** After dropping Helena off on the Citadel, writing her a letter supporting whatever she wanted to do, suggesting she approach the Alliance. She thanked me for believing in her, sharing a las...
Star Trek Starjumper: What doesn't kill you Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. My e-Mail address at: mean.blackjack(@)yahoo.co.uk If you remove the parenthesis from the @ symbol it'll get through! Please feel free to send me...
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"Hey, you are finally awake..." A strange creature speaks to you, sitting atop of pile of bones, and skulls, tapping on unbeknownst skull of what appeared to be a grey ogre, as there is only one eye "Let me bend your ear for a moment, and tell you stories about an Orcess who dared to defy the Gods, and has been exiled from their place, unright...
Day Three in The Collector's Tower: "Is this all you have?" Dorian asked, standing next to Bermil as they both looked down at the items on the table. He had spent most of the day with the older man, discussing the portal. While he was eager to use his time between breedings studying his father's artifact, he certainly wasn't going to complain about talkin...
"If you can't spot the sucker in your first half hour at the table, then you are the sucker." - Mike McDermott, Rounders/ Space Station Ta'Landra, Casperian Sector: The Caitian male strode into the casino as if he owned the place, his mahogany tail swishing with anticipation, and his ears twitching as he listened to the sounds of the flashing gambling mach...
You wake slowly. Your head hurts and you're lying upon something cold and hard. The ground. What the hell happened? You remember riding your horse to the castle of the evil sorcerer. You fought the dragon that guarded the main entrance. Did you kill it? You can't remember. Opening your eyes, you raise your head, making the world spin around you. You feel lik...
//Author's Note: Huge thanks to my good friends KatieTay and SkullTitti for their help in translations and tone! This story could not have been possible without their patience and assistance!// "Huh," Wren said, repeating herself and breaking the long silence. The picture of her, attached to the bottom of the wanted notification, was an old one. Her hair ha...
Book 2, Chapter 5 -- Prison Break ***** Waking up next to Kelly the next morning was a nice feeling. She was certainly in a good mood, waking up with a smile and a rather nice kiss. Watching her get up and stretch, showing off her body was certainly an even better way to start the day, as she turned around and asked if I wanted to join her for a shower bef...
"He can't be trusted with this gift." - Matthew C. Gray, Pastor, Holy Church of the Maker, Sunday Mass, August 2201 ***** Siren was watching everything. When the sniper aimed the infra-red laser sight at Jake, she felt it like a pinprick at the back of his head. He lurched to the left and the shot grazed his right shoulder. He reeled. It was a...