"General Anderson, have you had any contact with the president or at least an acting executive?" "Yes," the old man answered as a dozen other reporters tried to ask a question. "We've been in touch with Air Force One. As you have been briefed, the President and senior advisers are being moved to a secure location where they will establish a command. In the...
Author's note: This is a re-upload of the first chapter. The first time I wrote this chapter, I just threw it up to Literotica without any real care, and didn't do any editing. I figured now that I'm committed to making quality content, I should probably re-upload the first two chapters. Thanks a lot to everyone who has supported me, and rated my chapters so...
As we wait, I don't speak – just sit sipping my scotch on the rocks. You don't talk either. We just wait there in silence on either side of the living room. Me in the armchair, you nervously upright on the edge of the sofa – dressed in your finest blouse and skirt. You glance repeatedly at the clock on the wall. And finally, we hear the knock on the door. T...
This is the second-to-last chapter of Orbital Academy! I would like to say thanks so much to all of my wonderful readers! The first book of Orbital Academy might be wrapping up soon, but there will certainly be a sequel at some time in the future. *** Part 1 - New Neighbours *** The air should've been filled with the sounds of diamond-hard claws on met...
So the Army sat and waited. It waited for some word or sign that General Clinton was coming closer. Instead what it got was signs that Fall was here in all its splendor. The leaves turned bright yellows and reds and the nights were cooler. It also meant winter was coming with all the horrors it would bring if this Army were forced to winter where it was. Th...
Nessa arrived at the General Malachar's estate midday. She had just eaten a nutritious cum pie and is now ready to please again. As she walked up the stone steps, bare feet slapping the tiles and enchanted collar tapered smoothly around the contour of her neck, Nessa was enthralled by the chirping of fluttering jays and the warm sunshine against her tanned...
The heat was searing, even in the shady courtyard. Ariya pulled her wide-brimmed hat over her face to keep the sun off, but it provided little relief. When Lord Bael had first told her of her mission, she had relished the idea of returning to her homelands, but now she found herself delaying her departure from the protective confines of Border Keep. "My p...
Killjoy group ------------- Ruslan (short blonde hair, 6'7'') - Leader Serafima (dark red head) - support/medical Karina (blonde Hair) - Sharpshooter sniper Timur (Dark hair 5'2''} - computer/hacker expert Egor- Electronics expert - killed in fire fight Stas - Explosives expert - killed in fire fight Pibald group ------------ Evelyn (Aubur...
Author's note: Strong language, certain feats may not be "realistic". Enjoy! Nessa woke up in a cold sweat. The room was dark. A bucket was in front of her, as are a few old pieces of bread. A dark bag lay indistinctly across the room, as well as a few chains seemingly hanging from the ceiling. There was a cold breeze wafting over her bare feet, and su...
What heroic epic wouldn't benefit from complete gratification? Why should fantasies not explore their characters' desires to their fullest extent? This is for those who have always wondered what it might be like to play goddess. Special thanks to the volunteer editors Alias_Omega and LaRascasse! *** Long had legend foretold the return of the sacred...