By Graeme McGregor aka Grigor McGregor Chapter 1 For each of her first nineteen years, Inez Macdonald spent New Year's Eve and all of January 'At the beach'. Being at any beach in mid-summer, is where many New Zealand teens traditionally lose their virginity at the age of eighteen or perhaps a bit later. But not Inez. She'd turned nineteen in July and a...
Hello again dear readers. You spoke loud and clear last time and as such here is the next installment of the story. School and life have been a bit rough so I apologize for the length of time between posts. Normally I have more to say, but I believe this chapter speaks for itself, though I will warn everyone now that the next few chapters can be quite... dar...
Hypatia shuddered in the drawing room, overcome by the note. Fear, Anger, Anxiety, Lust; a dozen emotions swept through her. She felt faint, sinking quietly onto the chaise lounge, reading for the tenth time the stinging words it displayed. Dearest Hypatia - A lie, in the salutation, no less! It is with great sorrow that I break off our engagement. I have...
Amethyst Sunset: The world took nearly seventy-two hours for a full rotation. I sat on the beach alone watching the sun slowly sink below the horizon. Because of the leisurely pace I was able to observe the sunset through my mask in various spectra. It was my latest way of distracting myself from the growing negativity between the two princesses. My playtim...
The Passenger Chapter 6 Making a living flying through space, all by yourself, usually gives you a good background in crisis management. At any moment you may wake up to the sound of a failing energy converter, which could drop you out of hyperspace in the middle of nowhere at any moment, or to an impending problem with the life support system, which coul...
There are only so many ways that you can tell a Loving Wife story without sounding either totally unimaginative, or deeply disturbed. That's the reason why I am moving over to Romance. For those of you who read me - I'm still the self-appointed poet-laureate of nerd-nation. And I still like my stories with a little hot sex and a whole lot of twists and tur...
Hello Lit Readers. Priestess of the Heavens is a story that I really enjoyed writing. I actually wrote it for the Earth Day contest in 2011. I didn't finish it in time, but decided to post it anyway, rather than wait another year for the next contest. It went on to prove immensely popular with readers. At the same time, I will tell you right now that it al...
Disclaimer: Star Wars is the sole property of Lucasfilm, LTD. The following piece was written for entertainment purposes only and not for profit. * Rumors are fascinating things. Little oddments of information, whether false or true, that come alive. Rumors can fly like whispered locusts through the aristocratic fields of cultured boredom and political int...
The Far Side of the Sun December Heidi Stillwell winced as the shrill throbbing cadence of her alarm clock penetrated the early morning fog, causing her to bolt upright even as she became aware of a deep pain resonating somewhere behind her right eye. She tried to rub five hours of sleep from her eyes, tried to connect with the realities of the day ahead,...
I awaken to the gradually brightening walls of the cabin. Confused and blinking the sleep out of my eyes, I lever myself up to sit on the edge of the bunk. It always takes a few moments to orient when I wake up in a strange bed, but I come to myself pretty quickly this time. I'm here! Today's the day! Giddy, I check the station net while I shrug out of the d...