I got into a bit of a creative slump in December. I felt like nothing I wrote was any good. To get out of the slump, I read my favorite books and tried to imagine additional stories set in their worlds. It came to naught, until I re-read Over_Red's story "Dream Drive", which he published on this very site. I managed to conjure up a character and sent him on...
Like Guardian of The Sacred Fire, this is incomplete. I am file 13 a lot of stuff. As with GotSF, I am giving permission to use this story as you see fit. If you finish it and get it published, please at least put me in the dedication (Krystal Henry) I don't want royalties or anything. This is Jade's story. It is the ENTIRE story that I have written. It neve...
Author's Note: This is an entry for the 2019 Summer Lovin' contest. It crosses several genres and categories, some familiar, some new. I've had this story building in my mind for several years, and now I'm pleased to present it to you in its fullest. I could not have done this without the help of my literotica friends who acted as a sounding board, my edito...
Author's Note: Over the last couple of months, I have been editing my stories in order to make them into Ebooks. As one of my oldest works, Pinwheel needed so much editing that I decided to simply rewrite it from scratch. As the entry point for the series, I wanted to make it the best that it could be. The resulting story is twice the length of the original...
Three Square Meals Ch. 126 John strode out of the airlock and crossed the clearing separating the Invictus and the Progenitor shuttle. The twins were waiting for him by the sinister black vessel, their beautiful blue faces wearing identical expressions of concern. Irillith jogged over to meet him halfway. "How's Dana doing?" "I hope she's okay," Tashana...
Chapter 1 The planet Bacchus was apparently named after some ancient God of Harvest and Wine. This God was supposed to represent having a good time. As Bron shoved another corpse into the reclamation vat he considered the hellish reality behind the face of the 'party planet'. Bacchus was dedicated to the pleasures of the flesh. If it felt good, tasted good...
'Fuck! It's cold out here!' I thought as I hit the door leading outside. A 4a.m. call to get to my high school and then ride a bus two hours to what was probably going to amount to a very boring wrestling tournament... There was no upside here... well other than the fact that this would be my very last wrestling tournament as a minor! My 18th birthday was to...
"Cookies & Cream" Chapter One: "Cherry" It was a summer we would never forget. It was a time when love is truly blind and the heat turned up tremendously. That heartfelt camp with an ice cream parlor and diner in the center of it all was magical to me. My friends and I will never forget this place. It all started on Memorial Weekend, two weeks after...
There was a frantic knock on the door. I opened one eye and looked at the clock. "Who the hell would need me at 4 o'clock in the morning?" I asked. I sat up in bed. Actually, it was not a bed. It was more of a cot with a thin mattress on top. I looked around at my apartment as the knocking on the door continued. Actually, it was not a real apartment. It w...
All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely unintentional. Part of the Wine & Old Lace event, with a few literals corrected. PROLOGUE WE walked slowly, almost reluctantly from the warm and stifling waiting room across to Platform 7, to where the puffing engine had just dragged its train of c...