I'm honored that blackrandl1958 invited me to participate in the Siren's Song collection. I appreciate her kindness. This story would be equally at home in Romance or Sci-Fi. I thought it might be slightly more appropriate here, but it's half a dozen of one, six of the other. Siobhan is an Irish name that is pronounced Shivahn. * * * * * Sea lion woman,...
The Imperial Palace on Kinta was in a state of chaos, with flustered officials scurrying down corridors, their frightened faces reflecting the febrile atmosphere on the Kintark homeworld. Tamolith the Consort prowled down one of the grand corridors leading to the Emperor's throne room, her fearsome draconic features twisted into a scowl of contempt. Ever sin...
All characters are above the age of 18. ***** He woke up and found himself in a red room, with black, granite pillars. He blinked again then rubbed his eyes, trying to sit up. Someone pushed him back down to the bed like thing under him, "Wait a little bit, you still have to recover and get used to this new body," He turned his head and his eyes met a very...
I never had been all that good at anything except searching out distractions to the dull pain of my relentlessly and unpleasantly bland life. Which was nothing since distractions were plentiful and were essentially within arms reach. All it took was a flick of the switch and sound and image of the TV flamed on. Not much of a flame, though. Not like staring i...
CHAPTER 1 -- EARLY TO RISE Schaffer was awoken by a familiar sensation, opening his eyes and blinking sleepily as he lay in a pile of slumbering aliens, the sky outside one of the outpost's tiny portholes was still dark. It must be early morning, the Borealan sun had not yet risen, and the Polars that lay around him like a pride of idle lions were not yet a...
Gisela was shaking, but even as I considered offering her some comfort, I found my own body numb, and unwilling to move. Think, I told myself. We have Casey. The otherworlder. Gisela, and some of the Kobalt. It's fine, right? I mean, that still gave access to tons of information. As I pulled myself to my feet, Cameron came over to me. "What happene...
Brooklyn It was almost eight, and I stretched languorously, trying to throw off the drowsiness that was attempting to drag me back into slumber. I didn't have to get up early today. For the first time in almost eight months, I had a few days off. I often worked seven days a week, but I didn't mind. My job was exceptionally rewarding, and while my hours and...
Chapter 19: Mediation ***** "Say, Duff, you really don't look so good." The Picard merchant known by the name of Duff grunted as he set down another large crate of product. He reached up to his face to wipe the sweat off his brow. He'd barely moved five or so of these crates before getting winded, his muscles already complaining about the heavy load. It w...
Chapter 15 'Dana's' Fiftieth Celebrations Author's notes: 1. This series follows on from my previous series 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first. 2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recom...
+++++ Huntress of the Fallen +++++ The following tale is my entry in the 2020 Halloween Story Contest. It acts as both a sequel and the final act of a trilogy that began with the 2016 Halloween Contest First-Place Winner "Sisters of the Fallen" and continued in the 2019 Halloween Contest First-Place Winner "Redeemers of the Fallen". I hold no expectation of...