(Part III of the Dark Angel Series) In Memory of Moisie Date: Three Standard Months After the Destruction of Death Star I Like scarlet specters guarding the maw of the dimensional hells, the quartet of the Emperor's Royal Guard stood noiseless and inert on either side of the massive five-meter tall obsidian door. Planted several meters before them, the sq...
"Alaric? You're planning to attend the Gathering, I expect?" He glanced at his mother, surprised, but there was nothing except gentle parental curiosity on her face. He nodded. "Yes, Mama. I am. Jandol and I are going together." "You are adult this year. You will be able to choose from any woman who accepts you. Not like last Gathering, when only the Host-...
The doorbell at the Melor place rang twice. The two punctuating pushes of the button conveyed persistence, but not impatience. Without word, the caller declared both "you will answer," and "I will wait for it to happen." Ronald Melor got up from his breakfast. Oatmeal and toast would cool rapidly, and not be very good cold, so he would have to be brief wit...
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"So you see," Roy explained two days later to the elderly gentleman sitting across from him, "By the time I finished school, the army was pretty much the only option. My mother had died two years before of one of those many weird diseases that were becoming more and more common by then, and dad never quite recovered. He would just sit and stare at the wall a...
Gina had a dangerous smile on her face as I walked in the house covered in red clay matted to my body with sweat from a long thankless day at the office. My gorgeous petite wife walked up in a flirty barely there dress that showed off her big breasts and curvy hips and it did nothing to improve my mood. It added to my depression. Gina was so pretty a doze...
The Boba Fett Trilogy Part 1 A Taste of Death Boba opened his eyes from behind his mandalorian helmet groggily. He had been curled up in a corner Jabba's palace, dozing. The various denizens of the gangster's court all slumbered in various states of exhaustion. Boba sat up and quickly oriented himself to his surroundings. He could hardly believe he had fal...
Sexy. Sexy is sometimes hard to describe, but oh so easy to identify. The '65 Jaguar XK-E rolling to a stop outside the garage door is the sexiest car ever made. Its British Racing Green paint glows in the early October sun. A sexy woman also defies definition, but she's crystal clear to the beholder. A tall woman unfolds herself from the Jag and doff...
Author's Notes: Up to this point, every scientific detail has been thoroughly researched and included as fact. There are a few spots in this chapter where I use, how shall I say, "author's prerogative" to advance the plot in the way it happened in my mind. This was a fun chapter to write. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed creating it. On...
Author's Notes: Welcome back to my story, my faithful readers! Thanks for hanging with me, and especially to all of you who have taken the time to comment or send me feedback messages. They're greatly appreciated. Like always, if you haven't read the previous chapters, you're going to get lost. I don't make much of an effort to explain references to earl...