Okay, finally getting around to rewriting my first attempt at writing a story. In the defense of my first attempt, it was my very FIRST attempt so of course it sucks compared to others on this site. That having been said, any and all comments are still wanted, though the more constructive the more wanted and welcome. ************ Brian sat watching his bob...
Prince Andile Bafana stretched lazily on his bed and gazed at his beautiful wife, Princess Fikile. Grinning, he flexed his pleasurably sore muscles. Sometimes he honestly thought the tall, ebony-skinned and absolutely gorgeous African Princess was trying to kill him in the most pleasurable of ways. That amazingly sexy body of hers did things to him which ast...
Thanks to those who commented at the end of the first chapter. It heartened me that the reaction was positive. A few of you asked for the history and perhaps a broader idea of the world I've created. So at the start of the next few chapters will be a timeline of history for the world and then a small codex of further information you might find interesting....
Maaku Captain Kôté had said the Agonoid shields were the biggest problems, and admittedly their own shields were the biggest defensive and offensive advantage they had, well that and their cloaking. Cricket said there was no evidence to suggest that the Agonoids had cloaking capability. Mark asked, "So knowing what we know about our shields, how do you d...
Feel free to share your Ideas with me by Coments or Messages :) Writers would be welcome to Age of Conan Hyperborea World. The sun was burning in the sky as a lonely wanderer moved through the infinite sun. Days ago he had been left to die in the desert. As punishment for all his deeds. But killing him was anything but easy. The blood of the Cimmeria flowed...
Ru Laredo found her commanding officer in Hannover's Officers cafeteria, nursing a fizzy drink. Sliding into a seat behind him she said, "I thought you didn't drink." "I don't. Alcohol makes me sick, not drunk. Besides I can be perfectly melancholy on my own." "You're not getting pre-battle jitters on us Captain?" she grinned. Aiden managed a grin of his o...
Authoress' notes: This is a(nother) sequel to the Imperial Prostitute series. I know I'll get a lot of negative feedback on this story, but I don't care. I really enjoy writing this, especially the character Ta'tan'ia. If you don't want to read it, don't. I really, really want to end this series, as I do feel as though it's going on too long. However, beside...
Authoress's notes: This story takes place very soon after the end of the Second Galactic Civil War. It is a prequel to Imperial Prostitute SX-51472. Thanks to meathead96 for editing this entire story for me. Star Wars: Imperial Prostitute SX-51472 ZERO Chapter 7 of 8 A few days after realizing that she is SX-51472. . . "Hi Chief," Seventy-Two said with a...
I shall never forget the moment Constantinople appeared before us. The sun was just rising as we drew near to the city, and even at a distance I could see the graceful spires and domes of palaces and minarets piercing the morning fog that lay on the Bosphorous like a blanket of down. The city seemed an ancient sage on the verge of awakening, mysterious and...
The year is 3300. For a long time everything was pretty great. Mankind ventured out into space and spread humanity to a hundred colonies and a dozen star systems. Mankind made contact with many alien species, weak and powerful, numerous and rare. There were wars, but humanity always came out on top. Back home on earth scarce resources prompted conflicts that...