Thanks to every one for your comments and also for voting. It makes me feel great that you are enjoying my work. * Sullivan was so impatient to get back to their room that he scooped Maddie up into his arms and carried her the rest of the way to the main house. He didn't break a sweat as he deposited her in front of the bedroom door and she opened it to...
A/N -- Before this starts, I figured I'd confess something as I am slightly hesitant about uploading this particular chapter. The ending to this chapter was going to end a little bit 'weirder', for want of a better word, than what it looks like now. If you've already guessed, rest assured there is no sex either before or after the edit, so you don't have to...
If you are reading this and you haven't read its predecessor, "BOOT CAMP", you really should. All characters are the property of Moxy Irish. * * * * * I. Recruit Emma Castille had won the game. Her male opponent had beaten her at the contests of strength, but she had outshined him in the contests involving stamina, intellect, and beating her own best ti...
Dusk has come and gone, the night has gotten on. It must be close to midnight. Most of the working class is in bed, most of them sleeping, but here in the city-state of Zayir, the rich are always active. The catacombs and arenas and hidden tunnels beneath the palace are always surging with pleasure-seekers, pulsing like the heart of a living thing. Money cha...
Authors note: Hello everyone. This story is a spinoff of the Twelve Tables series I wrote a while ago. I hope you enjoy this series despite its differences to the original story. Thank you once again to Paul who continues to be my second set of eyes. ~ellie. ***** The trial had gone on for weeks with Ned's lawyers placing blame on her and throwing around...
We were both tired after the long day, and I was still a little sore from the previous night's activities. We politely excused ourselves after some drinks and returned to our room. I could barely get through my nightly activities and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out. I had a wonderful dream. I was laying in the shade, the warm tropical breeze fl...
Part 1, Making Plans Marc didn’t stay at the girls apartment that much longer. Amy was physically tired and emotionally drained and just wanted to turn in for the night. They did make few plans for what they were going to need do starting the following day. Amy was to go to the administrative offices and drop out of school for the fall semester, but conside...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
*Author's Note: First, I would like to thank everyone who has read my work, posted comments, and offered feedback. It's meant so much to me, and I appreciate it all. Next I want to say that writing this chapter has been particularly demanding for me. Several of these scenes have been locked in my imagination ever since the early workings of this story when...
It was always the same dream. “False target generator on, track breaker on, ECW pods set to jam-on-signal, adaptive countermeasures online. Maintain speed and heading. I’m gonna take a look.” Flt. Leader Melvin said, going down his mental checklist for both of the ships in the Skyfall formation he led. His F/A-300 sharply climbed a hundred feet higher and s...