This is my first submission to Literotica Stories, hopefully not the last. This story was originally going to be sent to an anthology contest, but by the time I was finished and ready to submit it, it was reported that the publishers were no longer going to make the books. A missed opportunity. So, I decided to submit it here instead. I hope you like it....
Note: I would like to thank Atenai and CuriousKnight for their feedbacks on my very first two stories. Their honest inputs and encouragements have enabled me to take note of the weak points in my first two submissions, so I can improve my subsequent submissions. Even though, they don't review this particular story, I do believe that this story has benefited...
Harry's notes: This was originally written with verse included in the text and as so was only acceptable as a poem. I've stripped the end of lines out the poetic stanzas to make it possible to submit in story boards. W.L.I.T. Radio for the Masses, Fairyland Theatre Static, crackles, then the sound of an analog tuner searching for a station. Those of you fo...
Sirens wailed, the sound of their warning scream echoing and rebounding off of the walls of towering buildings in the heart of Second Chance City. People on the streets, whether they were tourist or city resident, all paused for a few heartbeats listening and focusing on the sound for a few moments. Those who were used to the city, or came from other metropo...
*Note: I am not connected to Aliens, AVP, or Marvel Comics.* Harriet Rosamund Griffith was lying in her bed. She was thinking about Henry, her boyfriend. Well, her ex-boyfriend. They had just broken up. "Just" as in "The door slammed as Henry left her apartment". The door slammed as Henry left her apartment. Harriet was seething with anger. She had given...
Five years had passed since the defeat of Jhiaxus by the Swarm, the Swarm itself and the retaking of Cybertron in the name of the Decepticons. We've gone through many Decepticons Emperors but alas our founder Megatron or now Ultra Megatron had return to us, he killed Bludgeon and took back command. I was the last G1 Decepticon but upgraded a year ago to G2...
“Where’d the time go?”, he wondered walking in his backyard drinking his morning coffee. “How many days and weeks amounting to months did I wish winter away? Now it’s gone, the daffodils are in bloom and I’m still right here, where it all began and I haven’t even ordered the new rods yet. Am I wasting my life away? I wish she were still here. Things be diffe...
Chapter 3 - The Witch of Ravenstone This story was previously posted on a site that is no longer fully functional. * * * The young woman slipped from the cart as it slowed in front of the inn. The sign on the door read, "Preston's." She felt her purse, "A little light," she told herself, then noticed a smaller sign on the front door. "Help Wanted - inq...
Pt. XIII: The Yellow Rose of Texas "So what's the scoop, Jorge?" asked Jack. "Ah, Senor Davis, it is a long story, 'er I mean scoop. Let me get you two dinner, and then I will tell all. What would you like?" Kim and Jack perused the menu. "I'll try something different, Jorge, not my usual. Love your orange roughy but let me have the Camarones Abuelito Ti...
-XI- Barely a sennight after Valentine's departure to Scotland and bedlam, Godfrey Godwin sat at his desk with the day's post and a half-empty bottle of whisky. It had been much the same scene since his daughter was taken from his home; him buried in papers and books and drinking, the door locked against his wife. Having experienced Violet's attitude since...