This is the continuation of the series Reporting and continues to interweave itself with some of the other series all centred around real life characters living, working, loving and making the mistakes so common to people in mid western USA, i.e. because of the high risk reward scenario overhanging all in an oil and gas boom and bust town like Houston. It ma...
Hey guys, Once again, thank you for your overwhelmingly positive response, I really appreciate it, it's where I get the courage to continue. All errors that may be present are mine, I have not used an editor as yet, though if you think I need one please let me know and I'll try to find one. As always, creative criticism is most welcome and please don't fo...
She rolled lazily to her back, her hair falling gently across her forehead. Her toes gently brushed against the smoothness of the sheets as she relished the warmth and comfort of her bed. She suddenly felt the blood rush to her face as the memories of the previous night returned. It had started like so many other of "his" little adventures. First there was t...
The procession would not have seemed out of place in the old days, even in the darkest hours of night. The warrior Vick Varonne, in gleaming plate mail, his helmet tucked under one arm and his hand and a half sword hung at his hip, very nearly dragging to the ground. A cloak was slung about his shoulders, then pinned close to his back by his lion's head shie...
He walked through the door of his flat and placed his briefcase in its usual spot. His coat was carefully removed and placed on its hanger, replaced in the hall closet. Anthony was a particular man, he didn't like his name shortened and everything had to be just so. He walked into his minimalistic living room and looked around, giving everything a cursory g...
"Bring her about to port, nice and gentle, but keep tightening the turn until she starts t' list. Then pull back," Captain Vex said. "Aye, Captain," Colin Strong said with much less enthusiasm than usual. The big man looked like hell. The whole right side of his face and parts of the left were swollen and bruised in an angry clash of colors. Purples, yellow...
The first thing I did once I was out of the medical bay was sprint forward, extrude my a cybernetic access spike, and smash it, knuckle first, into the nearest computer access port. Before you ask 'hey, Brash, how do you get so awesome?' the answer is I look up to my parents and work out my awesome muscles a lot. But if you ask the slightly more pertinent qu...
All the characters in this story are fictional; any resemblance to anyone alive, or dead is simply just uncanny. All characters in this story are 18 years or older. Ryan walked back into the kitchen after talking with his father. He poured a cup of coffee; he could feel three sets of eyes following his every move. 'Damn that tastes good,' he thought as he...
The flight was smooth... well, except for an occasional bump of turbulence. The constant drone of the jet engines had almost a mesmerizing effect. Ann was dead asleep, and I was trying to watch the in-flight movie on the iPad sized screen located on the back of the seat in front of me. I had forgotten what a long flight it was to Hawaii. Unlike Ann, I found...
*This is the second chapter in a two part series. If you have not read An Accidental Awakening -- Chapter 1 then I suggest you read that first. Then I hope you come back to this story and enjoy the sexy continuation! For those who have already read the first installment, I truly hope you enjoy this addition. I know everyone has their own ideas as to where...