The alarm clock barely had the chance to make any noise before Katie reached out to switch it off. It was 6am on Friday. Time to get up. "Almost one week in..." Katie thought. She had been employed at her new company for almost a full week now. Upon graduating from university, Katie had landed herself a great job in the advertising sector. Following a sh...
Gisela was shaking, but even as I considered offering her some comfort, I found my own body numb, and unwilling to move. Think, I told myself. We have Casey. The otherworlder. Gisela, and some of the Kobalt. It's fine, right? I mean, that still gave access to tons of information. As I pulled myself to my feet, Cameron came over to me. "What happene...
Cameron Diaz, major actress, Hollywood beauty, was driving her Toyota Prius when it mysteriously conked out somewhere along a road designated only as TR-90 on the map. She was heading to Westwood, Hollywood. Luckily, she spotted a lone gas station about a hundred yards away. It took her 10 minutes to push the car by herself into the gas station. "Hello, an...
Chapter 01: Coming Home Clarabelle drives home with a bit of a headache. She stops at a stoplight and closes her eyes for a moment. She tries to block out the day; the whining kids, the pathetic excuses, she just wants to get home. She opens her eyes just as the light turns green. After another block, she stops again at a red light. Trying not to let the fr...
Cameron had never showered with a boy before. Er... man. Vampire. Whatever. With the thrill of her first sexual experience still buzzing through her veins, the nervous energy at seeing a man naked, wet and staring back at her own naked form was electrifying. She was just winging it, knowing nothing of the protocol for showering with someone you just had sex...
Nigel was a hater, plain and simple. He hated a lot of things that was ongoing in his life: his job (the fact that he felt cheated almost every day by his supervisor), the government (that they had to be into his pocket on taxes and interest rates), his apartment (God, I swear if that fucking landlord stops by my doorstep one more time to ask about when I'm...
First of all, I want to thank everyone who has taken time to read this story. I am having a terrific time writing this tale. I want to thank my editor, LaRascasse, for helping me with this. You are the best. There are many other people who have supported me in writing this tale and I want to take time to thank all of you. Now with great pride, I present to...
"Mom this will be the hardest thing I will have to ask of you, I need you to initiate the recruitment of Nanomage a very gifted hacker and if our sources are accurate; he is also a genius at robotics and artificial intelligence. Our intelligence has identified him as Christopher, no other information has been revealed about him. He will be about 15 years old...
The next morning, there was a knock at the door. Heather decided to open it herself, since she was passing through the front hall. Heather gaped as she saw Cameron standing there. He was groomed impeccably and held a small bouquet of asters -- a sign of love. "Good morning, milady," he said, bowing low. "Good morning, milord," she returned, dropping into...
For the six or seven readers out there who've been clamoring for a story spun off from A Quickie in the Commodore's Office, here's a cautionary tale featuring Cameron, future guitarist for the Kabuki Hikers, and his adventures just after he graduated from high school. It's weird writing a first-person narrator who's kind of an asshole, but I tried. Enjoy!...