Author's note: this story has been re-edited to bring it up to my current standards as part of an effort to make Ebooks. It features improved editing, grammar, punctuation, and also includes rewrites and expanded scenes where necessary. Please see my bio for more information. CHAPTER 1: SANDWICH GIRL "You there, sir! You look like you need a sandwich! I ma...
Author's note The first story in this tale "The Archer" was entered into the "Romance" category of Literotica was very well received. This second story was written largely in response to the encouragement I received from Literotica readers wanting a follow-up to the original. I have envisaged a trilogy, the third story entitled "The Archer's Lady" has an ou...
Chapter 1: Where There's Smoke... Annika Whenever I sit out on my balcony (and I say 'balcony' with a great sense of irony, but my humble studio apartment with its fenced ledge suits me and my needs just fine) and light a joint, I always do so inconspicuously. Or so I hope. I've deliberately woven ivy and fairy lights around two-thirds of the wrought...
The 'A Song from My Story, a Story for My Song' event is a challenge for authors to write a story inspired by a piece of music or song, where the brief is broad and the point is to use music 'to create something new and unique.' On this note, I'd like to thank Literotica author carrteun for organising this challenge. And Laurel, who runs Literotica, let's no...
Notes from the Underground Book III of the Zax Trilogy Translated into Archaic English by Zeta. Translators Note This translation was undertaken as part of a thesis on archaic languages. The archaic period selected is the 21th century, as measured using pre-modern reckoning. The particular dialect chosen is the American version of English, as spoken and...
Foreword Thanks to those of you who were kind enough to read and comment on my first submission of Realms of Eden Book 1 – Sydney comes of Age (it's in the Sci-Fi section). This is a rewrite of that book but from the story teller's perspective rather than first person. My characters told me that they didn't think they got enough time in my first book havin...
I was about to make the call, when I had second thoughts. The problem wasn't the GBI, it was the local cops. The GBI would not get involved without the locals being first on the scene. The locals could spin it anyway they wanted, and we could come up looking like crap. Still, moving bodies and all the rest was bound to come back and bite us on the ass. I we...
Please comment, critique, praise and vote. Your feedback is immensely motivating! Chapter 1: Where There's Smoke... Annika Whenever I sit out on my balcony (and I say 'balcony' with a great sense of irony, but my humble studio apartment with its fenced ledge suits me and my needs just fine) and light a joint, I always do so inconspicuously. Or so I h...
CHAPTER 1: DANGLE He pushed through the crowd of traders, his scuffed boots kicking up dust from the arid ground as he passed by market stalls selling strange, alien fruits and scrap parts. The colorful tarps that shielded the merchants from the sun surrounded him on both sides of the street, prefab buildings had been erected to form a rudimentary town whos...
Prose for the Fallen Wide-eyed and terrified Upgraded and modified Tormented urge becoming amplified By inhuman torture of needs denied Prologue Carly stood on the precipice at the edge of the clearing, looking down at the white river thundering past far below. Spray kicked up from the water as it tumbled over the rocky valley, obscuring the view further...