BOOK 1 MIDGAR CHAPTER 1 Aeris Gainsbrough walked down the street in Sector 8. Her boots clapping against the stone sidewalk. She wore a pink dress that came to just above her ankles and her matching short coat kept her warm on the late Midgar night. Her flower basket was a lovely woven brown, the same color as her hair, and it flapped against her side as...
I came home late last Friday and found my house a shambles. That was the night of the big thunderstorm, and, as I slid the key into the door and turned it, my hair stood on end. I don't mean that I got spooked, I mean that all the hairs on my head, which I had recently dyed pale-moon blue to match my eyes, stood at attention, as if they were trying to get a...
A word to literotica readers, Be warned, if you're expecting a typical XXXecil story; you will be in for a surprise. That's not what this is. I've tainted my usual smut with drama, action, danger, characterization, all kinds of philosophical reflection, and social commentary. Yes, there's sex. Quite a bit of sex. And thinking about sex when no one's having...
CHAPTER 1 Odors of decay, cooking smells and rotting refuse added to the usual neighborhood atmosphere of noisy vehicles, street kids yelling at play and women screaming while being wacked in outbreaks of domestic violence as broad-shouldered Xavier Hall (27) slammed the cab door shut and he grunted, "Airport." "Lovely night for flying," yawned the cabbie,...
Bryce jumped out of bed seeing the sun glowing through the leaves. Saturday! Time to get out and explore. Time to forget about the catastrophe last night. He pulled on his shorts and tee; laced up his hiking shoes and crept down the stairs. "Hang on! You're going to eat something before you go." He heard his mom yell. "Darn it mom, it's cool right now a...
UM-3/Avalon Kray cried out involuntarily as Harley dodged an incoming, incandescent energy stream and slipped in the mud, a by-product of the rain from the storm that had come in fast on the wind rolling down from the Northern Sea. Harley dropped him onto his left side, where the exposed meat of an open wound overwhelmed the synthetic endorphins Kray had in...
Authors note: I dunno, there's something different about this one. I struggled to find the right balance of story-telling and smut; after all this is still a 'stroke-story' as I amusingly read somewhere once (I think it was in one of Supman's stories). Anyway I'd appreciate you guys hitting me back with a few comments so that I can know I still have a handle...
This is my first story. Feedback is desired but please be kind and constructive It's a slow building romance based on a dream I had. Exploring the issues of what it means to be alive and what robots might be like. --------------------------------------------- I found her in the attic. I'd just moved in and was clearing out a lot of the old junk; the plac...
Friday poker had been an institution amongst a group of 6 friends who had been through every year and class of school together and who met every Friday to keep the bond and to make sure they had their time together, something that they all needed as it had been like that for over 10 years. Starting with sleepovers and then movie nights it evolved into poke...
No, this was a mistake. Steve could do better than this; it had been purely impulsive, and he was too wishy-washy to cancel his order. I mean He was a doctor! A young doctor; there should be plenty of women lined up for him. His well-styled blond hair, 6' something frame, complemented by a firm build just muscled enough to appear healthy without seeming over...