Recrutamento -- Parte I Nota: Esta é uma história que tem violência e temas sensíveis baseados no cenário de Vampiro: A Máscara, inicialmente voltada para a Seita Sabá Luana era estagiária em uma livraria na Sistina. A cidade ainda tinha essas lojas, mas ela sabia que seus dias eram contados. Afinal, com a Internet e vários conglomerados, era difícil manter...
Thank you for the comments on my previous story in this series. Thanks especially to the anonymous commenters whose ideas for more instalments I have incorporated into this sequel. I hope I've done justice to their suggestions. ***** "Ohhhh, wooooooooow," came the low groan over the intercom as I took off my bra and placed it on the pile of my clothes. "Y...
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"Let's fuck," I said. "What! We just did that an hour ago, twice," she said, incredulous. "I'm highly sexed," I explained. "Then how did you get into this business?" How, indeed. My Dad was a belt miner all his life. He'd flown an old singleship out of Phobos, and stayed with the family down on Mars between flights. He made a pretty good digit, enough...
I finished using my sick rad dragon shapeshifting powers to pull bullets and stitch up the holes on the last of the civilian gnomes who hadn't gotten to cover in time, then flipped my cute butt over an overturned table, landing between two United Nations Marines. The UNMC was pretty swoll and rad and all sorts of cool words – and one of the reasons why was t...
This story is pure fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are over the age of 18. This story is fantasy but is the core of an idea mulling around...
"Why is it on the entirety of the lunar surface, there's only two goddamn coffee makers?" The refrain – common in a workplace that had banned the more exotic nootropics since the year 2098 – broke into Lucas' concentration as he hunched over his workstation and glared at the spread of numbers. He lifted his head and saw that Teller, who was the head of the...
To call the past week surreal would have been the understatement of several lifetimes. Vidya had been there when Captain DuPont -- for reasons that still baffled her -- split the research team into two divisions. One, the larger, would be sent down to the surface of Arcadia, to continue researching magic in safe environment. This had struck her as odd. While...
Bex Thresh, of the Singularity Principalities, knelt low and touched his snout to the obsidian floor of the Pulsar Castle of House Xosh's freehold. His palms spread and despite hardening his scales for the kick, the impact of the Bryaugh bruiser that stood to the left of him still felt like being hammered by a gravity-drill. Bex rolled and tumbled, then came...
2020 A.D. Obadiah Ridge continued interrogating Serena Dorsey about her Great Grandfather Lucas. Lost in Time although not completely certain of his true whereabouts. The General here to discover the possible location of a book that ended up in Dorsey's possession after Obadiah's wife traversed dimensions and time itself during experiments conducted by the...