This story contains scenes of (fairly) graphic violence. If that is not for you, then you should skip this story. As always, feedback is welcome. Blood and Shadow Deck 19, Armory, 0800 hours, 2294, Klingon Border "Crewman Black reporting, sir." Sahar looked up from the maintenance bench she had been hunched over. "At ease, Jeff," she said. Black was the...
"Paul!" Erin yelled across the swirling mass of humanity, "Hold my bag for a minute will you. I need to take these shoes off." Paul bravely pushed against the seething vortex of drunk and disorderly revellers and grabbed her red handbag. Why she would decide to take her shoes off when in the middle of the concourse along Circular Quay on Sydney Harbour duri...
This is a pure work of fiction and all aspects are from my own imagination though some parts will probably sound similar depending on how much fantasy reading you have done. If you have any problems with what I am typing let me know but if you are only going to give crappy feedback as in 'it sucks' then go frost yourself and hope you need a new wanker... No...
Thank you to all who popped in to tell me how much you loved this story. Here is part two of what I had already written. I will be finishing this story so feel free to keep an eye on my profile for more to come! As always- Happy readings! ***** To say I panic when I saw my own blood dripping from his mouth was to put it lightly. I tried to lift my arms to...
My dear brother, What the fuck is going on over there? I haven't heard from you since you met the friggin' pirate! Are you even reading these? I swear to god, if you just got caught up with some lust sprites and lost track of time, I'm going to give you the skittergoblin treatment. Write back ASAP! The next few days were a blur of... almost nothing for poo...
It is the 41st millennium. Space has become a battlefield: the proud Imperial Navy stands as the shield and sword of humanity. But even their might is stretched thin by the immensity of space and the number of the Enemy. Within the recently established Calixus Sector, those Enemies range from the perfidious Dark Eldar to the rapacious Space Orks to the tr...
*** As history would say: "See you later!" Watching the history unfold with your own eyes was, is and should be something incredibly gratifying. *** Many centuries must have passed between past and present, between what Lucian thought was space ferrying civilization of this kind, the one that takes you through the stars as if taking a sailboat out on th...
Gimtesh Thresh, of the House Thresh and current captain of the unhappy needleship Banemaw, had been sweating bullets for the past twenty eight hours. And she normally didn't even bother with sweat glands to begin with. "Scrying report number three six two eight nine..." A bored sounding voice burred in the background – barely heard by Gimtesh. "No change."...
Illustrations Provided by Mykso and Jonathan Chanutomo All Rights Reserved This is a rewrite of a story series I submitted last year. If you like the art, please let me know. Long ago when humans first spread through the galaxy, a planet was discovered at the edge that was considered habitable but too far from everything to really bother. Though people di...
"Let me in! It's raining!" Her voice is electric with her joy over the fact, even noticeable through the apartment comms system. Dark and swollen clouds mask the sun and rain down a light curtain of summer showers. The ever growing and darkening masses to the west promise more than light curtains before too long. He hits the door buzzer and can hear her care...