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...
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...
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...
Hello readers. Let me get my usual blah, blah, blah out of the way and then I'll get onto the story. Firstly, art credit for the lovely cover goes to the talented Tinnies. Second, this story was started over on my Patreon page and I want to thank my awesome Patrons for continuing to support my work. The Patreon version of this story will be a chapter or more...
USS Surefoot, Deck 1, Mess Hall/Lounge, 0800 Hours: Commander T'Varik stood beside the display screen at the far end, her voice at a level that made no concession for any of the assembled cadets who might not have been giving the First Officer their full attention. "We are currently in orbit around Planet L-802/4, designated as Luntanu by the original surve...
Author's Note: Hello everyone, First let me say thank you to everyone who has left comments over the years. I had a few things happen that made writing hard. It was those comments that made me pick this story back up. The tone has changed a bit, as their relationship evolved, but I think this story is true to them. Important note: Zeke's name has been c...
As the darkness lifted and his eyes slowly opened, the patient was conscious once more. His eyes flickered in the blinding sunlight streaming into the sterile hospital room. Dr. Romeu's smiling face brought him back to reality. Now, if only he could remember his "new" name! "Good morning! Things got a little complicated at one point, but your transformation...
Edited by Poison Ivan Moe stared through the one-way mirror. The blonde hugged the wall as if it were her new best friend. A fine sheen of sweat crept over her body like untamed ivy. Her mussed hair stuck in the moisture at the sides of her face. The bastard that had browned the girl was back in his seat, pants zipped and buttoned, and stacking his winnings...