----=(Taxi Gate 7, Part 1)=---- Taxi gate 7 was a hallway which appeared pleasing to the eye in a neutral manner. Below average human shoulder height the walls were coloured in a calm, not too bright, shade of blue. At shoulder height and above, the walls were also decorated with intricate ornaments. Bronze, gold and a few streaks of black dominated the orn...
I am writing this for woman, in the hopes that it will foster a greater understanding of us, the other sex of the species that crude and dimwitted biped you know as man. I know that women, all women, secretly believe that all men are somehow brain-damaged, just as all men secretly believe that women are at the heart of things like alcoholism and mental illn...
This story was written some time ago, I think it stands the test. * Chapter 1 He laughed at himself. What the hell was he doing here? But in his heart he knew exactly why -- he had no choice. It had started as a fun idea on a lonely Saturday night. He had had a few beers watching the match and was feeling horny and lonely. Not enough to actually go ou...
The Domu: Apocalypse Meow In which the psycho-sexual neurotoxin blessed feline Domu continue their attempted breeding-conquest of the planet Earth, although the pesky little humans aren't like anything they've ever mated with before... much to their sexual delight... and downfall. Author's note: This is part two of "The Domu: Take me to your Breeder", whic...
This story deals with the hidden or dark side of human nature---it's like nothing I've ever written before. Any feedback on this work, and on all my other works as well, is appreciated greatly. Thank you all for supporting my stories as you have. "So, Lily," my therapist Patrick said, rifling through his notes gently, "you are continuing to suffer the me...
Varick observed the space station from his ship. Luckily, he had technology that allowed the ship to get in very close to the station without being detected. He didn't want to scare off his prey just yet. Other ships surrounded us. They all contained regular Watchers, those who watched over the galaxies. They have been wanting to bust this certain trade ri...
Authors note: This is not my usual type of story. But the idea came to me and I couldn't resist. Carol Brady unlocked the door to her husbands office building. Mike Brady is one of the city's most prosperous architects along with his partner Jonas Wilson. Ah, Jonas Wilson, what a hunk. 6'6" inches tall about 240 lbs. of muscle. Blonde hair and blue eyes an...
Fire and Ice 4. The Final Act. Scott Graham, codenamed Mythril, escaped Generation 6.1, prodigy in cryogenic telepathic manipulation, beloved of Ember and rather muscular lord of ice frowned at Kendra Jackson-Graham, codenamed Ember, renegade Generation 6.1, extremely powerful and volatile pyrokinetic, beloved of Mythril and rather sensually mindblowing mis...
The phone rang. "Hello?" "I'll be there in about fifteen minutes," I said rather than offering a more polite greeting. "Great," he said. "I should warn you." "About what?" He sounded distracted, as if his mind were elsewhere. "I'm in a dangerous mood." He laughed. "How so?" I had his attention, I could tell. "I've had an hour of mental foreplay while...
Buffy’s eyes slowly opened. She was heavily disoriented, but quickly regained her bearings. She was kneeling at the center of a vast throne room and was naked. She was shivering, not from cold, but because she had spent the last three days and nights in a pitch black room hanging from the ceiling, chained. Buffy didn’t know how she had arrived at this awful...