The man floated through space in his cryo-tube, slumbering in a deep dream where years passed in seconds. The cryo-tube's self-contained generator did not produce much electricity from its decaying power core, but it did not need much to perpetuate adiabatic demagnetization and keep his body at near absolute zero within the gel-filled pod, insulated by the p...
USS Triton, Undisclosed Location Deck 1 Fore -- Admiral's Ready Room: Tattok sat motionless, staring at the scrolling lists of names. The names of everyone he killed. Hundreds of them. He could never possibly remember them all. The voice of the Commander-in-Chief, coming from the viewscreen beside him, was a distant thing. But it was unignorable. "Ta...
Author's note: It had always been my intention to write a second book, using the main characters, specifically Bella and David in the continued ongoing saga. Unfortunately, circumstance made that very difficult for me, which some of you may, or may not be aware of having read my updated profile. It is very, very difficult for me to write now, so I cannot do...
Arkis patrolled the forest outside the village. Walking the wilds gave him a small measure of peace, as it reminded him of the roaming times, the good times he had with his wife so many years ago. Suddenly he stopped, for he noticed tracks in the fluffy forest loam. A small group of people had passed by there, towards the village. He knelt down and touched a...
As will be pretty obvious to those who've read my other stories, this is a sequel to "Bad Cop, Worse Cop." I've found I like Mike LaFratta, partly because I can feel good about making horrible things happen to him. Enjoy! * * * So here was the problem with Daniella (and I was embarrassed it had taken me this long to figure it out). In bed she was jus...
The Conclusion There remained one more bustle in her hedgerow, one more spring clean for the May Queen. The trip. This trip, our trip, the fabric of our lives ripped apart and rearranged, the storm ravaged journey that had carried Deb to my side once again -- after twenty two years. I wondered, could she still hear the wind blow? Did she know her stairway...
"What do I say to him, though?" Emily groaned in frustration, struggling to keep up with Rebecca's longer stride. The pair were now journeying on foot across the walkways and pedestrian thoroughfares of the city—they would be at AnimeCon soon, and even after two hours of discussing it, Emily still had no clue what she was going to do. "I think you should ju...
Copyright PennameWombat June 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual...
Thanks are due, as always, to my editors, Girlinthemoon, Hal, Pixel the Cat, GeorgeAnderson and Olddave1951. Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical advice. SBrooks103x also gives me a pre-post read. I have an awesome team of kind and gracious editors who keep me from looking stupid (any more than I do). Thanks guys, I love you. For those of you wh...
Author's Note: This is NOT the kind of Part 2 that is designed to stand alone. You will be very lost without having read Part 1. I had an outline of things I wanted to describe in Part 2, as well as some general guidelines for how I want the next sections to unfold. However, in putting Part 2 together, it ended up somewhat shifting into two episodes. It's...