Author's note: although this is the beginning of a new, stand-alone series, it is based on events from my previous story, "The Prey." Chapter 1: Quinn and Vanessa Biff could scarcely believe his luck. Here he was, walking out of the bar with not one, but two beautiful young women on his arms! They were both a bit too Goth for his taste, with their jet blac...
Chapter Eight Aladdin - 3753 C.E. When Captain Kerensky was offered the opportunity to be captain of an Interplanetary Space Ship, she welcomed it full-heartedly. It was exactly the distraction she needed so soon after the messy fallout accompanying her divorce from Veronika. The heartache and acrimony that accompanied their separation had driven Nadezhda t...
Nearly a dozen people sat in the room where Ythes lay on the bier, dressed in robes of purest silk, her skin milky white, her hair burnished and beautiful. A few of the attendees murmured to each other in hushed, subdued conversations. Others sat quietly, staring at the blonde corpse as if in shock. Here and there a quiet sob broke out, or a hasty tear was...
In Hawai'ian, "ohana" means "family." But they say it means more. It means not only the people you're related to, but the people you most care about, who make up your world. It is supposed to be the most sacred bond there is. I believe it, because for the shortest time, I felt it myself. During World War Two, I was stationed on a cruiser in the Pacific. I a...
I was in the Air Force, stationed near San Antonio, a thousand miles from home where no one knew me. Early 20s, tall and slim. I had been propositioned a few times by gay guys but always refused, afraid that someone would "find out." I always wondered what it would be like to have sex with a guy, but never had the nerve to say yes. I had often pounded off fa...
Chapter Three Intrepid - 3754 C.E. "It's beautiful here, isn't it!" exclaimed Beatrice who squeezed Paul's hand in hers as they walked through a park not far from their home on the Intrepid's outermost level. Paul squeezed her hand in return. He gazed lovingly into her eyes. What he wanted to say was that the park was nothing like as beautiful as she was...
+++ Copyright April 2018 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific living persons. +++ This story is alongside 'Vera's Wartime Valentine'. It is independent but tells the same...
Chapter 3 - Mia, Myself and I Mia threw another fast punch into the bag and cried out as the painful electric current ran through her body. The little inverted shock ring hurt like hell, and she was frustrated that her clone body couldn't absorb the charge and become stronger. Her brow was covered in sweat and her heart was beating rapidly. Still, she conti...
Prologue I am a soldier. I suppose this describes me better than any other sentence. I am a European soldier, living in this hectic turn of the millennium, experiencing the life and the world at their full extent... Or at least, I do my best to try. I am a continental European, so forgive me for my poor English; it's not my native language. But I am proud...
Chapter 4: The Report It was several hours before dawn. Vanessa and Quinn banged on the front door of Ruthven Manor. Minerva, Lady Ruthven's ancient servant, let them in. "We've got to see Queen Lenore," said Vanessa. "Madame has already retired for the day," said Minerva, her wrinkled old face impassive. "I don't care, we've got to see her!" said Quinn,...