-Welcome-a robotic voice said- I am TAIVA, your guide in this new adventure you have chosen-. A virtual hologram woman appeared, and behind her, an uncountable amount of screens. -You have a big amount of eras and periods to choose from, from the Prehistoric cavewomen- big muscular amazons clashing with their cocks were shown- to the great empires of old-in...
The void stretched before him, a canvas of perfect darkness punctuated only by the dying light of the event horizon. Bobby Kestrel stood at the observation deck of the Eternal Glory, watching as the last remaining black hole in Sector 7 pulsed with gravitational waves. The reinforced quantum glass should have made him feel secure, but nothing truly felt safe...
Loud roars echo behind you as you sprint through the overgrown streets. Your footsteps thump hard against the old road as you hear the growls at your heels, but you didn’t dare turn back. Your rifle swings on your shoulder but this isn’t the time to take it out. Not with the creature this close. You duck under the descending, thorny branches of an overgrown...
Author's Note: I am not well-educated on the matters of time travel or time machines. The beginning is simply meant as an explanation as to why Marilla ended up in the past, and is not intended to be historically or scientifically accurate. This is a work of fiction. All characters and events are the product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to...
From the window in the tower room that I had been a captive, or at least what felt like a captive, in for two weeks, the loch seemed close. But an hour later as we continued along the bumpy trail that lead to it, I wasn't so sure anymore. Tilda rode next to me busily chatting away like a little humming bird or something. I wasn't really paying any attention...
At the knock on the door, Stephen Wagner looked up, then put down his textbook, The Ethno-Geography of Prehistoric China. He crossed the small dorm room, unlocked the door, and peeked outside. A young woman stood at the entrance, smiling back at him in the light of a single bulb glowing in the hallway. Stephen smiled back. "Oh. Hi, Amber." "Hi, Steve. Is y...
I had no idea where this was going when I started it this morning. It's not erotic fiction and there really isn't even a story, although there just might be a point, even though it rambles a bit. It is at times tongue-in-cheek but the reader needs to decide when I'm 'pulling your chain' and when I'm being serious. From a male perspective, I guess the title,...
The sun rose over the Plateau. The Plateau was a vast world filled with ancient human cultures from the Aztec to the Romans to the legendary Amazons. It was also the home of the prehistoric dinosaurs and mythical creatures such as werewolves and vampires. The Plateau was the place a young woman named Veronica called home. Veroica was a tall, beautiful blond...
Before we get started, you (the reader) should be introduced to the heroine of this story, Lacta-Woman. First off, her real name is Bessinia Nemilca, and she is not of our planet. She is from a distant world known as Bovinia and is a full blooded female Bovian. The Bovians are a super race of beings that evolved from a prehistoric type of - you guessed it -...
The year was 1980. Or just it 1979. Whatever. Ted was a guy who fought in Vietnam against the Nazis. During this time, he, his pal John, and his other seven buddies got captured by Nazis who tortured them by making them watch Last Jedi. This seven nameless committed suicide afterwards. Afterwards he got a drinking problem. He wasn't an alcoholic, he just spl...