~~Jack~~ "Promise me ye'll keep this a secret," Fiona said to the two of them. "Azamel's warning wasn't for aw folk to hear. I screwed up." "I hadn't told anyone about this before you brought it up." Laughing, Jack gestured to the darkness ahead of them. "How'd you get us here? One moment I was in a jungle, next I'm walking through dark again, now I'm... i...
CHAPTER 1 Why do I constantly set that stupid alarm clock? Because I am a coward to take the day off. Oh by the way good morning I am Montana Jacobs and you'll be assigned to me and my partner Austin Tyler. Warning he isn't too happy that I was assigned as his partner so be prepared for some very hostile remarks towards me. Excuse my night clothes I have ha...
The examiner taped the last of the electrodes to Donny's skin. "Okay, a couple questions for a baseline. Please answer these honestly." She paused and asked, "What is your name?" "Donald Plesac." "In what city were you born?" "Dearborn, Michigan." "Those readings are normal. Now I'll ask you two questions and I need you to lie. First, what is your date o...
~~The Year: 1986~~ ~~Mason Harding~~ Being alone is horrible. Lot of the people he knew — knew being a strong word — thought being alone was bad, and rough. But to them it was just a word. Being alone, well and truly alone, alone to the point you feel it in your bones, that it's a part of you, that's hell. Something about sitting on a city bus really let...
Bardic Cycle Date: March 22, 2095, evening Location: City of the Suns, Duchy of Biyandi Note: This story contains magic and sometimes psionics (mental powers). It's about Reison Whisper Wind, a young half-elf who wants to become a bard, and his three newlywed human wives - the high priestess Tia, the warrior monk Tahna, and the bard Mindal. All three w...
CHAPTER 1 Dick coughed and spat a disgusting blob of greenish mucus, missing my boot by a bare inch. "This is it, pardner!" I was stunned beyond words. My eyes searched the old, rotting house standing in front of me. Window shutters, once obviously night sky blue now faded, were hanging off as if the place itself had just been beaten by a hurricane. The si...
WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, bad words, and strange ideas. It has only the strange things that dribble from my head. If you are not old enough, mature enough, open minded enough, and especially not smart enough to stop reading should you find yourself becoming offended viewing such a story, don't! I hereby gran...
He's a gay virgin. She's a failing lesbian or filthy bisexual, depending on who you ask. It's late, and she's out of milk. If this doesn't sound like your thing, other authors are available. Or try one of my other stories. If this might be your thing, I hope you enjoy. This is an entry in the April Fools Day 2020 contest. 'Nearly home,' I thought, a...
Hey Folks, what a week! The first and most important thing I have to do is to thank everyone who read the story. I have to thank those of you who wrote to me afterwards even more. The number of e-mails I had gotten before lunchtime last Thursday was staggering. I continued getting them until... Crap I got another one this morning just before I posted the end...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - As a boy growing up in Brisbane, Australia in the early 1990s, young Nathan Smith loved watching the kids' show 'Don't Sleep In On Saturday' every week, mainly as he could see his celebrity crush, a pretty and bubbly presenter named Melissa Armstrong, Missy for short. Nathan was most upset when she left the show and vanished into...