Prolog I met a borracho in a bar and we fell into a deep discussion of cosmic matters. He claimed to have exhausted his funds on a one-way bus ticket into town. For many years, he’d been promising himself a trip to our little city, apparently. Why anyone would want to come here-anyone not an engineer or bureaucrat affiliated with the aerospace contractors t...
Breathe in atmosphere, tinted stark with asphalt, gravel, dust, and dreams. Then tell me not. Dance with the beat of footsteps, to streetlight stroboscopes. Then tell me not. Tune to the city, hear her sing. Then tell me you can not feel, can not taste life on the tip of your horizon. Tell me, you can not taste the tears, the shiver down her spine. That...
Ella made her way through the trees just outside of town. Dressed in the darkest hood she had, she carried with her only a mirror and a rolled up blanket. Her long dress and hood got damp as she walked through the edge of the field just outside her village, where she knew everyone must be sleeping. A jolt of excitement and fear overtook her as she passed a w...
Blue Topaz Eyes CH 2 Blue Glacier Eyes Comment: This will make a great deal more sense if you read Blue Topaz Eyes first, although I suppose it could stand on its own. I never actually intended to write this, but the comments from the original pushed me in this direction. This is Emma's story – and it was her story all along, as I was writing the first....
==My Sitter The Earth Agent==Ch.11 (Note, this is a flash forward and chronologically is the last chapter.) The ship wasn’t large by Saurian military standards but it dwarfed the Joined’s comet tug which had been their lively hood before meeting the astonishing humans. It contained besides the two rotating artificial gravity carousels a mid deck which had...
Here is the second chapter. I hope that you like it. Please comment. Sometimes things aren't what they seem to be. * After setting up an appointment for the next month, Angie said we had to go and tell Gram. I agreed. Angie asked me, "What do you think she will do?" "After she smacks us along side of the head, I think she is going to be overjoyed that s...
Before you start reading this, I would like to extend my gratitude to the person who helped me with proofing and making this story readable. So let's all give a big hand to AvixenLiterally here on Literotica. Oh, and she's also an amazing writer, so be sure to check out her stuff! * Even before he fully regained consciousness Joe knew this was going to be...
While Simon was staring down the army all he had to do for the time being was hold the army back until his allies could join in. The enemies were too far away to hear what they were saying even with Simons heightened senses, Simon could see the shadow moving on the shroud that the rape demon had which to Simon indicated that something was moving. This was wh...
I sat in my sleeper compartment as the train carried me inexorably towards oblivion, a place where I could make the choice between starting a new life, and ending this one before that could happen. I was not just running away from my old life, I was running away from my old memories, old hurts. Okay, so I'm a coward, what's wrong with that? Someone once sai...
"You want me to, what?" I asked. "Go to the North Pole and interview Santa Claus," James Rolands, said. He was the editor-in-chief of Plus magazine, a half serious, half trashy magazine geared toward one thing and one thing only, sales. Mr. Rolands, 45, was a driven man in a world so competitive for stories that there was no room for compassion or moralit...