All events and characters are fictional. Copyright 2007 by James Adling. All rights reserved. * Chapter 200 - epilogue It had taken seven years. Jim slowed down a lot after the first four. Although he told everyone it was because he couldn't take the pace, it was really just that he couldn't bear for it to end. Finally, after seven years of traveling the...
Author's Note: Thanks again to bikoukumori, for editing this faster than an AI running on all the world's computers. Also thanks to my lady love, for whipping the ending into shape. A very special thanks to all you readers out there, for sticking with me through this mad adventure. I wouldn't have made it without your nagging and comments. Only two adult a...
Ghost Detectives - Virus, Chapters Four to Eight. Chapter Four Abisali had been in Tenerife for two weeks staying in a hotel in Los Cristianos before the arrival of Fatik with Diya al Dir; the following day the two women Eiliyah and Ghaziyah arrived dressed in western style clothes to not draw attention to themselves. Abyan and Abhan were to arrive on Satu...
Congratulations, mankind. We fucked up big time. There are rumors that the whole thing started as a biological experiment deep in a South American lab, somewhere. Others called it a military weapon designed underneath the streets of New York City. God bless the USA. Hell, I've even heard one person postulate that some geek in a Harvard lab accidentally disc...
This is a side story inspired by amb anonymous' Black Power Virus, mixed with my own style. I asked and got the original authors input before uploading. ***** It started before the civil war and a slave name Daryl. He was the biggest black man any one had ever seen! At 8 feet tall he towered above his white slave masters, but a strange twist of fate made h...
The computer beeps dispassionately, displaying the results of your most recent failure. "Damn it!" you shout, pounding your fist on the table in anger. Your assistant looks up in alarm. "What's wrong, doctor?" she asks. You rest your head in your hand and sigh heavily. "That's the twelfth sequence in a row that hasn't worked! I just don't know what I'm doi...
My name is Ted Kerston. I found some paper and have decided to fill it with my thoughts and ramblings. You know, I used to root for the zombie apocalypse. I prepared for it. Making Go-Bags, learning skills like fire building, lock picking, using fire arms and how to create basic tools in the wilderness. It is true, some of those skills were VERY useful now t...
It is the year 2025. Ten years have passed since the Zero Virus destabilized the world order. Economies collapsed; governments fell; and the social mores which guided human interactions were either forgotten or ignored. Rumors circulate that around 98% of the human population died as a result of the Virus and its consequences. What is up for debate, in hinds...
In the continent of Africa, there lived a tribe of people called the Ampakra. They were primitive hunters and gatherers who lived in the wilderness around 10 000 B.C. One day, one of the men of the tribe went hunting and did not return. His people thought he was dead. He was not. He had encountered a strange beast which had bitten him. The bite had changed...
Shika was suddenly awake. Her mind had made that leap between unconsciousness and waking in an instant. Lazily she moved her arm toward her face to rub the sleep from her eyes but the arm was restrained. “Oh,” she thought. “I’m still in the acceleration tank” Moving her left hand to the side of the tank she could just reach the release catch allowing the re...