Kate hated small talk. She was the kind of woman who liked the idea of parties, but hated the effort of them. Sean, however, was exactly the opposite. He liked the idea of parties, but understood that small talk was a job to be done—often pleasant, sometimes slow and slogging, like a long march across a snow-covered field in the middle of a blizzard. Togethe...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. * Valentine's Day five hundred years from now...It's a woman's world. "Captain's log, star date, 2511..." Space, the final frontier, the voyages of the federation's USS starships are ten-year missions to explore strange, new worlds and to seek out new life forms and new civilizations. Space travelers...
Shuttlecraft Telamon: Sasha changed course once more, avoiding getting caught in the crossfire. She could have put it in the proverbial hands of the autopilot, but the battle around them kept shifting, far more quickly than even a computer can handle. Oh, and now you're superior to a computer, Bubulah? She told herself. You couldn't even tell that your boy...
Yes, folks, I'm at it again; welcome to my latest chapter. I'm using this one to address several points that I glossed over before, and expanding on a few things that I felt weren't adequately covered before. Hope you continue to enjoy my tale. ***** Over the course of the next three months, Jeff continued with the physical therapy prescribed by Dr. Karlso...
Stardate 47544.94 USS Surefoot-A, Deck 2 Fore, Command Quarters -- 0700 Hours: Captain Esek Hrelle woke up beside his son, sensing the infant's active state. He drew in a little closer, rubbing the side of his muzzle against Misha's, making him purr. Hrelle grinned and rubbed Misha's tummy, making him gurgle. Opposite Misha, Kami stirred enough from her o...
USS Surefoot, Alpha Squad Quarters: "Friends?" Sasha, Giles and the others were dressing silently in the main room, most feeling like they had hardly slept. Kitirik, however, appeared awake and alert. Sasha wondered how much sleep his people actually needed - then realised just then how little she knew about his race, or his planet. "What is it, Kit?" "I...
I hope you enjoy this story and I look forward to your feedback!! Don't forget to vote! - Jack ***** The streetlights glimmered off the wet pavement as Jake and Katie drove through the city. Another Christmas party over and done with! Done with the boring introductions to people neither really cared about. Jake and Katie didn't like Christmas parties all t...
Hello, and welcome to the special Masquerade Ball issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. For any of you who haven't come across us before, and want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at...
USS Triton, Undisclosed Location Deck 1 Fore -- Admiral's Ready Room: Tattok sat motionless, staring at the scrolling lists of names. The names of everyone he killed. Hundreds of them. He could never possibly remember them all. The voice of the Commander-in-Chief, coming from the viewscreen beside him, was a distant thing. But it was unignorable. "Ta...
(Author's Note: this is a Surefoot Christmas Special, taking place some months after the end of the last one, Mother's Cub, so the next one you read, My Summer on Vulcan, will take place between Mother's Cub and this one. Maybe a few others. But this one is still canon, and what is revealed here will have a sizable impact in the future. Confused? Just have s...