"Come on... how do I work this stupid magic?" Tarquin mumbled to himself as he waved his branded hand in front of the bowl of water. Ne'shita had told him to summon her when he had specific questions about something, but it was the first time that he'd actually tried. He was standing within the room of a cheap, yet well up-kept inn. He had no idea how many...
This novella is set in the near-future (2025-2036) of the same fictional universe as my "Life With Nano", and serves as a sequel of sorts, although you don't need to have read the former to understand this story. I have left myself plenty of room for stories filling in the years between, at some point. Disclaimer: All sexual activity in this story occurs be...
The beeping woke me. I tried to open my eyes, but it took too much effort. I hurt. I hurt in places I didn't know existed. I lay there for some time listening to the sounds surrounding me and smelling the odors of what could only be a hospital room. What happened? How had I gotten here? The last thing I remembered was sitting through Mr. Hargrove's lecture o...
-XIII- When morning broke, the lovers awakened on the far side of each other, but had dreamt they were never apart. As she stirred, her world for once made of something painfully beautiful, Valentine knew a moment of pure joy. She rose glowing, chest burning with ferocious happiness. When grogginess faded and her mind was sharp with the day, her emotions b...
Calara stepped out of the armour-equipping frame in the Dojo's armoury and hurried into the corridor, breaking into a jog as she headed for the grav-tube. She'd heard a brief summary of the disastrous confrontation with John's guide from Alyssa, but after discovering that her girlfriend had been injured, all she wanted to do was rush to her side. She leapt o...
The wind howled over the eaves of the rather run down looking homes that fronted the main avenue through Vilkbin. A cloaked shape walked the street, wrapping it tightly to their body against the wind and driving rain. Finally the figure turned into a lit doorway, its glass-enclosed lantern swinging wildly in the winds. A hand emerged from the cloak and bange...
I: Brigid and the Patriot's Day Parade "Thbbb! ... Th-thbb!" He licked his lips and tried again on next group of sixteenth notes, pressing against the mouthpiece that felt like a block of ice no matter how much he blew into it. Even through his full-length wool uniform, and the long underwear, he could feel the frigid wind knifing right through him. It...
Champion of the Goddess, Part 3 Synopsis: This is a continuation of the New Game Master and Next Game Master series. The premise of the story will be lost to those who did not read the previous version. After a night of ups and down Raven was almost halfway back to level 20. Raven continued his education of his ladies, not just in bed but in the mechanics...
Copyright PennameWombat May 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual e...
Vermillion was a kingdom of possibilities, dreams, and hope. It's neighbor was a bit different. Casor was a kingdom covered in mist, nearly always rainy, and overall was an average place to live in. Casor held all the same amenities that Vermillion did and more. The people of the sullen looking kingdom were of mostly humans, under the eye of a tragic queen w...