This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not re...
Party Beach Visitors' Complex, Crescent City, Sherman's Planet, Stardate 50401.14: The sun blazed down unrelentingly onto the wide stretches of white sands lapped at by the blue-green ocean along its uneven edges. And Alpha Squad's Engineering Cadet Tori Emoto stepped out from under the shade of the Promenade, drew back her locks of bleached hair, looked up...
Riley Jones shifted position, testing the bonds around her wrists. They held. She glanced up at her captor. Alex was shifting from one foot to the other in the bedroom doorway, looking extremely uncomfortable in his leather pants and eyepatch. He wasn't even trying to get into the spirit of things. Riley felt a twitch of annoyance and shoved it down. He ju...
What if... I felt like a stalker as I sat in the car, parked across the street from her house, waiting for her visitor to leave. I'd arrived in town late in the morning and took the extra time to scope out my surroundings. It'd taken many hours to get to where I was, and it was rather unlike me to undertake such a journey on the spur of the moment. However,...
Chapter 1 The BMW pulled into the carpark and rolled to a stop. Morgan Vech looked at his passenger. "God I wish we didn't have to do this!" He moaned, The girl sitting beside of him grinned. "Stop worrying dad. It won't be that bad." Morgan had finalised the sale of his business to Raygorn Designs this afternoon. The dinner this evening at an expensive...
As usual I welcome constructive comments but if you are obsessed with punctuation and sentence structure this might not be for you. I write chiefly for my own pleasure and hope that some others will enjoy my efforts. Also, I'm neither a doctor or an engineer so my efforts in the parts of this story that encompass those fields of endeavor are probably not tec...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. ------------- ----------------------- The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in pa...
Several streams feed into this. Let me explain. First, a reader asked me to give Marigold Wilson her own story. She has appeared in three of my other stories. But I have never written one especially for her. She is the reason why I ultimately chose to put this in LW - instead of the Romance category where it probably belongs. Also - For some insane reaso...
Author's Notes: Happy Early Thanksgiving! ***** Chapter 1: I glided across the ice, maneuvering the puck with my stick as if I were weaving in between defenseman. Suddenly turning, I sliced my skates through the ice and sent a shower of fresh snow in the air. I drew my stick back against the puck, forcibly bringing it down and giving the puck one hell of...
A work of fiction from start to finish with characters that live only in my mind. Long, 39 standard pages, slow and without a lot of action. Faults can certainly be found, so if that is a major problem for you, stop reading now. Comments, positive or negative, are welcome, but try to be constructive: if you think about it, would you read a comment to the end...