About the story: I decided to go back in time 17 years before Tash and John meet to tell the story of what exactly happened at New Holland. I reference it enough in the other stories that I figured I might as well write what actually happened to spark the Human-Breten Hvas conflict. * Prologue The transport reentered normal space with a 'whoosh'. Or at le...
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Author's note: This is a long and crazy one so be warned. I wanted to kick off the summer with something fun and hopefully this is it. There are a few people I wanted to thank because without them you wouldn't be reading this story. First the real life Helena Martinez, who claims to have read every one of my stories and dared me to write a story about this s...
Notes from the Author: No, this is not the area where I warn you about ages and fakeness. That is inferred. --This story is a direct follow-up to "Heather Jenkins." You should read that first or you'll be lost. I have no idea how that story ended up in Sci-Fi & Fantasy. I blame the wheel mouse. --This story is long! (So is "Heather Jenkins.") --This...
* * * A Chance Encounter: My sister Erin glanced over as she eased her car from the arrivals curb at the Dallas-Fort Worth airport. "So how was your flight?" Actually, it was pretty shitty, now that you ask. She had just driven over a hundred miles to pick me up so I wouldn't be tormented by a three hour wait to take the next Greyhound bus home. I knew...
Written by Embers © 2016-2017 This is dedicated to a special friend whose considerable input helped make this story possible—you know who you are. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - THE EDUCATION - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Four in a row. Guess I'm getting good at this, Eudora thought as her eyes followed another flustered shopper out the door. She yawned loud...
Author's note: So, here it is - the final chapter of Peter and Lindi's story of the year 2010. The year that brought us the first ever season of The Walking Dead, the travel chaos caused by ash from the Eyjafjallajökull volcano in Iceland, the explosion of the Deepwater Horizon oil rig in the Gulf of Mexico, the rescue of 33 miners trapped underground in C...
Author's note: I feel rather proud of myself for managing to keep this story under the traditional forty-thousand-word lower limit for a novel -- if only by a little. As always, I've taken the time to lay the groundwork for the characters and story, and I hope you'll find the payoff worth it. MB "Good morning, Montana!" the obnoxious Johnny Temple bellows...
"This meeting of the Kaplan University chapter of Sigma Sigma Sigma will come to order," said Sir Warwick Carlisle, president of the frat as he gaveled for silence. "Give me your attention." The brothers seated along the long mahogany table in the dining room of the frat house, dressed as usual for the monthly house business meeting in khaki trousers, white...
This story is a sequel to my previous story "The Irishman at the End of the Bar". I'd recommend reading that for the continuity. I would further like to the give a special shout to everyone who helped make the last story more successful than I ever imagined it could be. I never dreamed it would rank as all time number one for the genre on Literotica. I don't...