This is a story about a young Marine Corps pilot during the era between the Korean War and the Viet Nam War. Reading the previous parts will lead to a better understanding of the plot and the characters. * First Lieutenant Melissa McDermott sat at her desk reading a draft of the Annual Personnel Status Report for the Air Wing. There was a rap on her door....
"You're up early, sweetheart." "Oh, hi. Yes, I couldn't sleep. Can I get you anything?" "A cup of coffee?" "Sure. Just a sec, okay," she said. As she poured his coffee, she put it in his favorite travel mug. He was dressed in his uniform and ready to leave so sitting down with her was out of the question. "How long will you be gone this time?" she asked...
Author's note: Thanks to J Swafford for creating the premise for this in his original work 'The Body Shifters'. I reached out and told him I was working on this when it was almost ready and received his permission to post. He told me he was looking forward to reading it! This is my first story, I started this back in 2013 but didn't know where to go with...
Hello & thank you for taking the time to click this story. A few notes: *This is a long story that I have been working on for quite some time. If you're looking for something quick to get you off, this may not be the story for you. *I know I am not a great writer. Some of my verb tenses are probably inconsistent & I'm sure there are grammatical error...
In a world known as Nympharia, there exists the island continent of Basien Known for its cold, wet and dreary climate, the people of Basien lead mostly simple lives. They honor bravery and virtue as well as deep faith and fervent devotion to the gods. For some, this faith is tested daily as all who live in Basien must contend with the thing the nation is mos...
Mud and Magic VIII Breaking Point Author's Notes: This chapter wouldn't have been possible without my lady love, beta reader Thornfoote and my faithful editor bikoukumori. For your help, support, input and tireless editing passes I offer my thanks. All participants in sexual activities are adults in their respective species. Even the goblin. * * * * L...
I've become tired of stories of simpering females being rescued by manly hunks, so this is my variation on that theme. I know there are different federations out there, I just lumped them all together and called them MMA. Enjoy the story. ................................................ He rolled his eyes and wrinkled his nose. He was in a gym, more specif...
The worst part of my job is the waiting. You have to be patient to be a detective since things cannot be rushed. Stakeouts are a classic example. Another example is waiting for somebody to come through your door to ask for your services. "Come through your door" is of course a metaphor for any manner of inquiries: website inquiries, email, text, Facebook, wh...
Chapter One He called himself Arex after the ancient war god of his people. Or, at least that was what he said. Nobody was really sure what name if any other he had been born with or exactly who his people were or where they dwelt. In truth, nobody ever had the nerve to ask him. He was a big man. He towered over all of the emperors elite guard, who were th...
This is a story of fiction. Any similarity to persons alive or dead and to institutions is coincidental. My thanks to Erik Thread for his invaluable advice. * CHAPTER ONE Many people had heard of Toni Berwick. She was the new sensation of the Ballet, a young dancer in the classic mode who was thrilling the critics with her poise and skills. Even I had h...