On a message board that hasn't had a serious update to its formatting in the better part of a decade, h-games are deposited, and links to download terabytes of illicit images are stored, from the most well-known vanilla games to the sickest things that aren't hosted on anything but the darkest part of the internet. For one hour one night, a link was posted,...
Okay this is the chapter that gets closer to Mr. Marvels' story 'Genesis Project' in that I get into the psyonic weapons. All mind-to-mind or mind-to-machine communications are Italics. Also to try to be a little more distintual between time gaps *** and location transfers ==== I'll go with these and and add as necessary. Hopefully I have gotten all unintent...
The Fourth Morning When Giselle awoke, she found Geoff lying next to her with his head propped up on his hand, admiring her. She smiled and mirrored his pose. “Good morning, Tiger. If you are going to stare a hole through me, you could at least let me know so I could make myself a little more presentable.” “I can’t imagine you any more presentable than yo...
Chapter 3 I saw Emma again only a month after our initial meeting in Los Angeles. After I got back from the ACM Conference, I briefed my boss and colleagues on the papers I'd attended and my recommendations. After some further research, we realized there was some seminal work on relational databases being done by Larry Ellison at Ampex Corporation in Redw...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello everyone, and welcome back to the 5th chapter in the morphing drug saga! This time, we'll be looking into the "Red Drug" mentioned in the last story. Now... onto the bad news. My life has been very busy as of late, and will probably continue to be for a long time. Not only that, but as passionate as I am about these stories... well, if...
Alena loved boiled eggs, and she had a huge collection of egg cups shaped like anything but egg cups. She cracked an egg open. She looked at the clock; it was 5:00 on Saturday morning. Lots of time. She was pensive. Neil was a puzzle to her, intelligent, sensible, attractive, strong...but also indescribably weak. She had done a full investigation of Neil We...
This is a work of pure fiction. There is no connection to any real people or places. It is for your entertainment only and is not to be reproduced without written consent. There are a number of chapters planned for this series. I know it will be hard to categorize the content of each chapter because some chapters will contain elements of multiple categories...
Author's Note: Thank you for taking the time to read my story. I first want to apologize for the long time gaps between chapters. I tend to write these stories in spurts, and often take my time to get the proper inspiration. I hope you enjoy this one just as much as all my others. Fear not, I will continue this storyline as well as my others. I even have id...
All rights reserved. This story not to be copied to any other web site without the express permission or the author. A handsome young merchant was riding home after a successful day at the market. The birds were trilling gaily in the trees, the sun was shining, and the handsome young merchant had a big bag of golden guineas hanging from his belt. He was sin...
This is a partly true and partly fiction story. True Part. Some years ago, I worked as a tutor and had several students for one-on-one training in English, Math, or I.T. At that time, I also did computer repairs as a hobby, and people would bring in their laptops for me to either fix or upgrade them. One student called Sally was an exceeding pretty, nice,...