This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not re...
Celebs: Erika Christensen, Alicia Witt. Codes: FF, oral, romance. Standard disclaimer- This story is a satirical fantasy. It is fictional, even though its plot and characters are based on real events and people. All characters based on real people are fictionalized. All celebrities in the story are impersonated — poorly. I, the author, have no actual conne...
2025 - Boise, Idaho The two men surveyed the darkness, noses scenting the air, before slamming the doors of the SUV. They glanced at each other and nodded, moving towards the warehouse and quietly opening the door. The sign on the front said "Creighton Enterprises – Boise, ID." The place was deserted except for a lone figure, slumped in a chair in the dimly...
Authors Note: Please take note that this chapter is the last in Gift of the Old, it is extremely plot heavy and the sex scenes are as extreme as my preferences allow. With that said, please tell me what you think of it, and don't forget to rate. Thank you very much. ***** I had left Credo to his flashback, or whatever it was. My lust and powerful new urge...
Meghan's POV "Don't say a word," I said as I elbowed him in the ribs. He grunted, then sat down. "Put that away and look at me." He put the ticket back in his wallet and put his phone down. I leaned in, whispering in his ear. "This isn't the time or place. Don't say anything until you have Snake and Dagger alone, this is club business." He nodded, still...
I swear by the Almighty God that the evidence I shall give will be the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Oh, wait. Wrong statement. This novella is a work of fiction. While reference might be made to actual historical events or existing locations, the names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination...
Author's Note: Sorry for the delay in bringing out this chapter. It's longer than usual. Any editing error's are my fault. * Sandy's Bar, Kebbi Creek July 11, 2002, Friday, 19:37 Thick fumes of nicotine assailed Caesar's nostrils as he walked through the beaded curtain into the dimly lit bar room. His eyes automatically scanned the people present. Most o...
ONCE AGAIN EDITED BY THE INCOMPARABLE 'WIRES' WITHOUT WHOM THIS WOULD BE A POORER STORY BY FAR. HIS HELP IS APPRECIATED IMMENSELY. ***** Janice Stover drove her old Jeep Wrangler into the parking lot of her software company. She felt a surge of pride when she saw all the other cars there. It had been a struggle from her first day of operation, but the hard...
I work as a Hotel night clerk at one of the largest hotels in New York City. Every night, I struggle to stay awake, and welcome thousands of tourist to the greatest city in the world. The hotel industry, I have found is my career niche, because I love people, I am very intrigued by different people. And as you can expect, you meet very interesting and peopl...
Joey's new life started in darkness but then a red light engulfed him. At first he had not been able to feel anything but slowly his ability to do was increased but this only caused panic in his mind. Joey was barely able to understand what had happened to him when everything changed again. The light faded away and he saw large clawed hands, hands that were...