Part Sixteen: Checkmate Chapter Fifty-Five LEVERIA I awoke to an explosion. Metal screeched, then banged, and I was suddenly hurled from my bed, and smashed into a wall. My head smacked against the stones, my teeth clicked, and whatever sleepiness remained left in my brain was shot out with a concussive thud. My blurred vision made out a pair of orange e...
The Special Forces Training Cycle Introduction In the last few years the training and deployment of Female Special Forces Operators has been a reality for the various combat theatres. It is very well documented and widely known that many of the Wars of days gone past that Women on the front is an asset as in many cases they are not suspected for the acts o...
So, dear reader, here are all the chapters in the Predator series, as well as Beyond a Reasonable Doubt, all wrapped up in one giant burrito. I've made a few changes and additions along the way, mainly to smooth transitions and to better integrate Beyond a Reasonable Doubt into the main story arc. This was never the original intent, however, so the two stori...
Christmas melted into New Years along with the snow which had kept them happily occupied for almost two weeks. New Years Eve dawned with grey ominous clouds, but it was too warm to snow. "I guess it means school on Monday Lizzy said soberly to Kristen. Most of the sparkle of the season had disappeared with the snow. "Yeah, winter," Kristen said sourly. Wint...
"They should be." Riley said but Scott fired his rifle into the air. When the three men at the fence looked over, he waved them over. Raising their guns in acknowledgment, all three turned their horses and disappeared momentarily only to come sailing over the fence moments later and then taking off toward Jessica and Ebony who were nearing the dog and horse....
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Melancholy Jeannie was a fine, young thing strutting her long smooth legs in a tiny, tight jeans cutoff. That bright red painted mouth of hers pouted upset. Behind the deeply black makeup of her eyes was deep despair. Her black high heels tick-tocked on the wooden porch. Caged like a pretty bird, the expanse of muddy fields and partially plowed over wheat st...
I'm sitting in my little Zodiac inflatable, puttering through the anchorage off the town of Avalon, California, and it all looks so familiar to me -- yet kind of far away, too. The sharply sloping beach is not quite a hundred feet away as I slip through the anchorage, the old casino still majestically presides over the harbor, and the rocky sea wall is as it...
One Prince Summer Daze The lazy, hazy daze of Summer... Author's note: Sorry this is getting in so late...Real Life has a way of interfering with important things, like writing. This is a mostly softcore continuation of the stories "One Prince of Serendip," my submission for the 2018 Nude Day contest, and "One Prince Revisited," my submission for the 2018...
"Elena, over here!" echoed the voice of the expedition leader, eerily muted and bodiless in the morning fog. I stumbled and cursed as I tried to climb the muddy berm. The newly sprouted foliage had not yet had the time to cover the exposed earth, making the terrain treacherous. My university-provided boots were clearly substandard for this type of work. I c...