Author's Note: In case it's not obvious by the end of this, I do have plans to create a proper sequel to Autus, but it won't happen for quite some time. I have several other projects that have been neglected in recent weeks/months. Without further ado, enjoy. ***** Kona's Journal Entry #1: Well, since Gwen and Diana are writing, I figured; why not? I coul...
Chapter 2: Picking Up Sally the Stripper The Runt and I were back in business and nothing else in the world just couldn't matter any less. My mother was fast asleep in her bedroom. I was faking sleep when she returned from the diner. Joy was next-door, I guess, fast asleep, thinking about who's cock she'll suck tomorrow. I didn't care who fucked her tomorro...
USS Yosemite, One Year Ago: Captain Gombe wanted to be anywhere else in the universe but where he was now. Fighting Klingons. Trapped in an event horizon. Back at the Academy getting yelled at by the Superintendent. Anywhere else. Certainly his Chief Medical Officer looked like he'd join him anywhere; Dr Rabin appeared to have aged ten years since they pic...
"Ugh! Nothing's happening." Wanderlust threw her hands up and walked away from the waist high lip that edged the roof of the brownstone that was serving as she and her partner's perch. The lush-figured teen shook her head, blond ponytail whipping from side to side. "Let's just go down there and-" "Completely tip off Armsman that we're onto him and cause him...
Chapter 1: A Little Joy I woke up from my peaceful slumber at about nine thirty in the morning. My mom was still fast asleep in her bed, and waking her up would be a bad idea. She works the graveyard shift at a local diner and deals with all the crazies at the time of day they are most active. The alarm clock in her room would wake her. That's why she boug...
Kelly saw the sign approaching on her right. No Exit, 15 Miles. If she didn't turn off here to look for a gas station, she would be stuck on the next stretch of Route 412 for at least that long. She glanced down at her gas gauge. The car had a quarter tank left. At highway speeds, that would surely get her to the next exit and probably some form of civiliz...
Author's Note: This is a one-shot, though it's open-ended. I tried a few things here and it ended up being a lot longer than I'd anticipated. I urge you to check the tags before reading. ***** Terri crested the final step with a loud huff. Voices blared from below, her little brothers and cousins running amok while their parents relaxed in the living room,...
Before he met Anita, Saban was a powerful demon lord, with over a hundred demons at his command. This is one of his stories. * Saban I stalked through the forest, mind blanked, body low to the ground. Hunting. Hunting for demons. I'd found a trail of residue, and I was following it, my mind empty of all but the task at hand. Following. Following... Found...
Well you can blame Gatorhermit and Magooo for the inspiration to do this story. Their comments caused me to look into the possibility of telling the story of the Hispanic Redneck family in "Don't ask" in more detail. I tried to make sure that no rednecks or bigots were hurt in the telling of this story. Well I didn't worry so much about the bigots. Reminds...
After a quiet night of slumber Jack Ramse was up before the dawn. Leaving the shelter of a rundown Tuna Boat called Heaven's to Betsy. Within it he found bound letters to a long lost lover left by a crew member. He decided to respect the Writers privacy and leave them intact. That and in opening them he knew his heart would find more thoughts on both Ruby Go...