Chapter 9 in this series was the last one to have any sex in it. The last few are more science fiction than anything else. I had some ideas that I wanted to explore and the Jack-and-Carley universe seemed like the correct setting. ***** Thor sat back and looked at the circuit board on the bench in front of him. A light wisp of smoke from his last solde...
Please forgive the redundant copyright messages, I've found that sometimes my stories are copypasted in part and used elsewhere. Copyright of Nanna Marker 2010. * On the last day of fall, Lei still lived in the spider's tree and had reason to believe that, since the lizard, he had saved her from a couple more daytime predators. Her swiftly accumulated fa...
This is a story about a world in the near future, where an adult-oriented medieval fantasy full-body virtual reality MMO/virtual world (try saying that ten times fast) has become massively popular. While it is loosely based off of a mixture of MMOs, virtual worlds, medieval fantasy, anime series, and real-world western culture and etymology, I did try to inc...
I'm one of a dying breed most folks would say. My name is Randy, I'm in my early forties, and I've been a handy man ever since I suffered an emotional collapse due to stress in the sacred halls of justice nearly 10 years ago. I've always been good with my hands so this seemed to be the logical transition. To wit: Law to labor. Anyway, I received a phone ca...
Illica had stayed with me for several days as the great storm rattled the town and damaged the forests. I was glad to have the two of us in a sturdy structure with plenty of food and firewood to sustain my lizard lover and I. But that was a nearly a month ago and now it was no longer forces of nature I feared I needed to protect my lovely Illica from but so...
This story stands on its own but does reference the Reverend DuToit who appears first in the second portion of 'Meeting me at the Ritz' * "How did I get here?" thought Michelle. Here was sitting at a biker bar in Fisheating Creek, Florida. Who even ever heard of Fisheating Creek? More to the point, here was sitting in a chair, her blouse completely unbutt...
Early morning sun shines on the ship as it rests on an island in the tropical seas. Mor and Breen are snoozing on the floor of Mol Dett's ship. Mor has passed out, lying on top of Breen like a big orange frog. Breen on the other hand is alternately picking his nose with his thumb and his ear with his pinky finger, being careful not to wake Mor. The prox alar...
I was definitely out of my comfort zone. She was at least twenty years younger than me, maybe even a little more than that. She had a sexy Latin or at least part Latin look about her. She even had a slight accent. Dark curly hair, olive skin, blue eyes and a great body, she was still young and taut. And she had lots of tats. I had spoken with her once before...
Alan couldn't move, he almost dared not to breathe, he knew she'd gone home, he knew she'd been homesick for centuries. What the hell was she doing back here? His mouth must have been hanging open cause Hopix started to laugh, "What have you missed me that much Alan?" Hopix giggled. "I thought you were gone for good! When I took you home I felt the longing...
Author's Note: This is the final part of The New Neighbors, the thrilling two part story about love, lizardmen, and teenagers WHO ARE ALL STILL EIGHTEEN. They didn't become not eighteen between story halves. Time travel is in the Concord stories. * In the anti-climax that defines many stories of the world, a text message full of amazingly explicit pictures...