A woman named Emily falls asleep after having read Call of Cthulhu by HP Lovecraft... The tentacle wrapped around her head, the suckers latching onto her already ruined face with the power and finality of the vacuum. The pain was excruciating, as pieces of her skin strained to move away from muscles, the sounds of her voice were smothered by the overlarge t...
Sci-fi... science fiction. The very word conjures to mind spaceships, intergalactic civilization, laserbeams and robots. Or, maybe it just conjues up images of slightly overweight nerds in glasses who are obsessed with TV shows and live in their parents basement. Which is unfortunate, even if there is some grain of truth in it. I'll admit it. I'm a little n...
1 Many of us balk at the idea of storytelling being something of a clinically constructed device, but everybody has their own methods; ways of writing that work best for them. Long before I studied media I was a ball of chaotic creative energy with little conscious method beyond the dialogue and the description. I can look back and both cringe and revel...
Pt. V: The Good Doctor Brett Sanderson had anticipated some difficulty in persuading Caitlin Cornplanter, Ph.D., to accompany him to Las Vegas and meet with Jack Davis. He couldn't have been more wrong about the good doctor's enthusiasm for the endeavor. "First, Brett, call me Caitlin," she interrupted when they spoke for the first time on the phone. "Sec...
Father O'Carroll was a portly man, the kind of man of the cloth that was made far from the epicenter of the Church. But as the head of the Armagh Templar branch, he was, by technicality, the highest ranking Templar left alive after the carnage in Rome. Judith, Filia, and Luca sat in the large command tent that had been set up on the outskirts of the Rome ci...
Sacred Heart Academy for Girls is a beautiful campus, nothing but hills and green fields and trees. It houses two hundred girls total, grades ten through twelve. It's a great school that looks excellent on any transcript. It has its own shops, its own restaurant, and the most beautiful little chapel with stained glass windows. Pilar Duarte fucking hates it...
Author's Note: I'm going to take a moment to recap, for two reasons. (1) A few of you may have skipped the first part just to get to the sex scene which I said would be in this chapter. (2) It's been a solid month since I posted the first chapter, and the more patient readers would probably like to be reminded what's happened so they don't have to re-read....
Chapter 1: The storm "Excuse me, the library is closing," Chloe said through a false smile, biting back her annoyance as the sleeping man regarded her In the same way as one of the many stains on his overalls. "Lemme alone, this is a public building," the smell of cigarettes already hanging around him like a cloud, reached a stomach churning intensity as...
F5: Empires of the Stars (Author's note: This story is an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. Every story for this FAWC begins with the exact same line. Where it goes from there is up to the...
Garden of Eden Therapy Center: "And remember, it works if you work it. Say it with me, everyone. It works if you work it. It works if you work it. It works if you work it..." As the chanting grew in decibel level, Katherine gently massaged her temples and fought the overwhelming urge to run out the doors or punch someone in the face or do both. After the...