SUMMARY: In RESCUE Pt. 1, Ray, a widower, finds a young woman of Asian descent is lost in a rural area and has driven into a ditch. Because there is an impending snowstorm, he invites her to stay at his house. The blizzard traps them. Ray finds that he is attracted to Chou, but is still mourning the loss of his wife, Sarah, and his two children, who had died...
Larik'Ni had been many things in her life. She'd been a daughter, an orphan, an exile, and a bored flight controller. But now, after the arrest of Governor Jolek, she found herself as something she never expected to be; a leader. Larik'Ni, a woman who had been banished from her homeworld for the crime of living when her family had died, was now the governo...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Authoress's notes: The following story is a sequel to Transformations, in which Tahiri Veila, while working as a bounty hunter, is captured by a swoop-bike gang and turned into a gang slut, and rescued by Jedi Knights Ta'tan'ia and Wyric Torrin. This story also includes the character Colonel Drasi, who is the son of Ysanne Isard, Instead of running the ProCo...
Chapter 5 -- Old FriendsThe Hull was the nickname given to the colossal frame of an abandoned dreadnought class warship in Sector 12F, that had crash-landed into the station, back during Omicron's chaotic founding some odd seventy plus years ago. The humongous derelict ship had been stripped of its values a long time ago, leaving only the decorticated frame...
The Alarm woke the trio in the morning. Bill reached for it but couldn't reach it without climbing over Monica. Monica groaned and reached for the Alarm and silenced it. "Someone tell me how I got to be near the alarm?" Monica grumped. Bill was the first to start moving, and Jennifer started towards the bathroom to address her overwhelming urge. After she...
"Why did we ever come to this godforsaken planet, Carl?" The questioner was a blonde, striking woman, perhaps thirty-five or -six. She was dressed in slacks, an opaque blouse and a light working jacket - not native garb. The man of whom she asked her unanswerable question sighed and looked up from the papers he was trying to proof. "We-the team-came to le...
1: All Hallows' Eve The historic Scottish town of Gallowgreen lay sleeping in the dark October night. A new day had started and a nearby church tolled the hours of midnight. The house lay far back from the road, as if hiding. It was protected from the gaze of others by a ring of ash trees crowding thickly around it's darkened walls. Casual passers by would...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: "Winning the Blonde Goddess" is a joint literary effort. I joined forces with an author named Schlank to create this story. If you like this story, she should get part of the credit. As always, if you have any suggestions to improve the story, please click on my name, and e-mail me your suggestions. . . . . . . My name is Scott Alexander,...