The underground sewer system beneath District 6. Alessandra's boots squelch across the dim tunnel. Sun's spell keeps their footing dry, but the pressure of stepping onto the psychic bridge still churns the putrid water underneath. "Have you found anything?" asks Mortimer in the captain's earpiece. "Not yet, Sir. Just brick, metal and cement." She waves th...
Chapter 3 -- Omicron Station The journey to the Rumalien-system took almost 4 weeks. The journey would have been longer, had Jack not finally decided to shell out credits to use the Hyperlane Relays, that were significantly faster than regular warp travel. Using these ultra-speed gateways could be risky when flying a stolen spacecraft, especially if they w...
Day Seven Cherie Partridge wasn't the type of person to curse, but she was cursing today. She'd gone into the Le Petite Chou and Brandi must have hugged her twenty times for introducing her to Irina. Irina had thanked her in her own unique way. She was hoping to meet Thomas for lunch, but he had to meet with the "Turtledoves" for another event, then his...
I was riding the bus, once again on my way home from work. Maria had found me in the same corner. She had a dazzling smile. "Hello Maria. How was work?" we had become friends over the past two weeks. She took the seat next to mine. "It was tiring, but productive." She paused and gave a sly grin "So, take a guess." It was a little game we had developed ove...
Chapter II: Hunting pack In moments of fear, our minds run crazy, quickly searching for a solution... a path to escape... a clear direction to follow, so you can put as much distance between you and the menace that threatens you. Every animal in the taiga is just like us... following the same line of action... from bugs to packs of wolves... they all fear d...
This story has been more difficult -- and exciting -- to write than any other story I have ever written. That is because most of it is true. Naturally, some details and events have been changed to protect the people involved. But I hope you enjoy it. And Grant? Thank you -- for everything. *** I don't like airports. I guess most people associate them...
"Dude, stop daydreaming already," Alex heard Jim over Discord while his screen showed a replay of his character being gunned down without reacting at all. "Get your head out of Nilsen's ass and into the game," Jim added as Alex shifted around on his chair uncomfortably. While coach Nilsen had nothing to do with his lack of focus, Alex was not about to tell...
Brumal Mansion, residence of Count Mortimer. Mortimer had just seen Alessandra escorting the hooded man up the mansion's yard, which meant he need only stretch his patience a little further. Not that he is an impatient creature; Alessandra's call simply induced a nibbling eagerness within him. In his wait, the count glares at the flashing cityscape beyond...
This story is based on real account; however the names of main characters have been changed. "Why don't you guys go ahead for the Safari World? I slept rather late last night hanging around town, so I'm going to doze through for a few hours. I will catch you guys for lunch when you all come back." I said to the four men at the breakfast table, cutting ginge...
"Is this your first interracial shoot?" Director Stella Karpov asked, looking at the shy young South Asian woman who sat before her. Magic X Pictures corporate office sat inside a nice red brick building in the Van Nuys neighborhood of Los Angeles, California. Sandwiched between a coffee shop, a gym, an art studio and a grocery store, the place looked innocu...