Previous Choice: Physically Interpose Deckard between the mercenary and Diana Deckard knew where altercations like this could lead. He had to protect Diana first and foremost... but perhaps the situation could still be salvaged. He stepped between the mercenary and the frightened waitress, obscuring the bald man's view of his intended target. "Fuck o...
The alley was quiet, a thin wisp of vapor rising from the sewers and a watchful tomcat bearing witness to Monikka's arrival. She paid the cab driver, walked over to the hidden pad and typed in the sequence that Control had given her earlier in the day. The electronic gate slid open and she stepped through, her footsteps echoing as she walked down the long ha...
Elizabeth looked up at the large building that occupied the the corner lot of Tyson and Millbury St. The building was of early modern design with large masonry walls. A large arch in the main facade dominated the view and was filled with opaque windows framed in iron bars. It looked solid, masculine and professional. It had the dominating and powerful feel o...
The characters and names contained in this story are purely fictional. * Master Sergeant Tony Puleo was pondering fate, or luck, or karma, or whatever it was that landed him in that stateside VA hospital. His buddies in the 11th Light Infantry Brigade called it the "million dollar wound". The bullet had gone clean through a portion of Sergeant Puleo's uppe...
Author's Note: A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. This pa...
Urban Oddballs: Two cheeks One boss Edited by Thegreat_pretender "She can't live here...can she?" Gaxi asked, finding herself standing before a rather average sized pink house. Just to make sure, she took her phone out and texted Shawky. 'Hey Shawky...um, you said 4270 N Widows right? I'm in front of this pink house but...I can't ring the doorbell...I'm t...
The bartender noticed the slight movement of hand and the universal nod as the gentleman discreetly ordered another round of drinks while his date wasn't looking. He wasn't trying to get her drunk; he was actually trying to work up his nerve. Who would have thought that Doug Rivers, President and CEO of Major Conglomerate, Inc., or some such corporate planta...
A note from After Dusk... Please don't hate me. There is still a long way to go on our journey with these characters and I'd hate to lose readers now because this part will probably be rough for some of you. That being said, please vote and comment or message me, I enjoy the feedback. -AD ***** Her head is pounding. Her body is cold, she feels it seepin...
I walked down the long dirt road towards the city of Athens, Greece. It was beautiful and I couldn't help but notice the looks that the other slaves and I recieved from the crowd that gathered around us. A strong gust of wind picked up some dirt and flung it in my eyes and mouth causing me to clench my eyes shut and cough. I opened them up and looked in a...
Note: This is High Fantasy story set in a different 'universe' than my normal stories. I originally wrote this in 2009. I cleaned a bit of it up, but it unfortunately it still has much of my old writing style/habits. I'm posting this now, because I haven't had much time to write new things lately. I've been working on a different project. But I do have an ho...