The man floated through space in his cryo-tube, slumbering in a deep dream where years passed in seconds. The cryo-tube's self-contained generator did not produce much electricity from its decaying power core, but it did not need much to perpetuate adiabatic demagnetization and keep his body at near absolute zero within the gel-filled pod, insulated by the p...
Lena Waiting at the passenger side of my car, I extended my hand to help him down. He accepted, and we strolled toward his front door. Some guys were still too proud to be assisted, but most were getting over it. Brian, my date for the evening, gave me an expectant smile as I knelt on his porch -- or, more accurately, his mother's porch -- to say good ni...
The sun beat down on yet another glorious day of heat in the sprawling, sparkling, dream-filled metropolis of Shorehaven. The summer's heat rose from the warm ground in shimmering air as the city went about its business, whether it was people heading to the beach for the glorious sunshine, heading to work for whichever job they were employed in, or simply do...
"But why? I make really good money. Why would you want to try something so risky and jeopardize our future?" he asked in that quasi-patronizing tone of voice she despised. "I know you do. You're very talented. I was just thinking how good it would feel to own my own business," she replied politely not wanting to start another argument. "A food truck isn't...
"So is this something else on your bucket list, Spencer?" "I've never been a fan of that term, but yes, it is something I've wanted to do for a very long time. When Jeff was alive we talked about it several times, but with both of us working and him deploying so often, it just never happened, you know?" "I understand. And sorry about my insensitive choice...
(An Original Story by rutger5 - Copyright 2012) ____________________________ "I'm telling you under the circumstances you're doing the right thing Julie," her friend said as they sat sipping their coffee. "I know you're right Lauren, but it's so difficult. After all these years; heck my whole life really. I'm thirty seven years old and I've never made an...
Ryan stood on his pedals, pumped up the hill taking in great gulps of air. He planned to stop at the top and let the breeze evaporate the sweat off of him, but the siren song of a half mile coast to the bottom lured him. The cool breeze pulled sweat from his skin and clothing as he gathered speed on the long downhill. He applied the rear break when the speed...
Author's Note: This is the final part of Finding Home. Lacey and Noah are spread thin after a difficult year. When the turmoil becomes too much, they have to make a choice: risk everything, or run away again. While Finding Home can be enjoyed on its own, it is a sequel to the original story, Runaway, and its epilogue Waking Up. The story will be posted in...
While this was written to be a standalone story, it is recommended to read Angels and Guardians found at literotica.com/s/angels-and-guardians-pt-01 first to see where the characters come from. * Where could he be? "Tyler!" Ashley called for the hundredth time while crashing through the unfamiliar woods. Damn that boy for wandering off. She had turned h...
It was the perfect day for it to happen. I'm surrounded by friends and family enjoying the happy occasion. Outside the vortex of gaiety are curious onlookers, either sneaking peeks at the celebrating crowd or staring with envious eyes wishing they merited being included in the guest list. My father, Harrison Williams sat near the head of the long table pres...