Prologue Crystal checked the address on her phone as she walked through the bustling crowds of Leicester Square. She had a few minutes before she'd be missed, so hurried quickly, her tall heels and tight fitting dress making the task difficult. The pub was just around the corner and she ignored the lustful looks she received from a drunken crowd outside th...
We still talked as much as ever but I missed her. Just being with her, her fantastic aura and 'joie de vivre'. During one of our late November Skype chats I told her about the upcoming Christmas ball that the school of medicine was running at a very nice hotel on the outskirts of Cambridge. It was a classy event without doubt, this was Cambridge don't forge...
The last day. He had a shower, and standing there in just his towel he drank his first cup of tea, looking out of the window to see Mrs Booth on their balcony decking stretching and straining as she did each morning, only this time she had the most brutal looking pattern of red stripes on her arse cheeks as a vivid reminder of what they had gotten up to not...
~~Natasha~~ Art got up and started to look around her apartment, fingers dragging along her counter tops, her couches, her tables, her laptop. They stopped on the laptop in particular when his eyes found the screen. "Researching ancient Egypt mm?" "I... I uh..." She reached over and closed it. Didn't want them gleaming any more than they needed. Or at lea...
~~Antoinette~~ "Did you truly think I would not find out? Or that I would not care?" Antoinette said, staring at the five idiots in her office. The floor below the Primogen meeting, this room was similar in its cold, simple colors and shape, the giant window behind her for a wall, and one of her chairs that rivaled thrones. Before her, a desk, simple and vo...
~~Natasha~~ "Something... h-horrible?" she said. Art stepped forward into the buildings, into the civilian lobby, and sniffed the air. "Monica told us she found out that, apparently Jack managed to bust his way out of here, and kill a few hunters on the way out. I assume you know more. Can you spare us any more details?" What details could she share that...
April 22nd, 2019. Location: Earth. One week prior to the disappearance of Nathan Van Dyke. "Nate, can we talk?" Julie poked her head into my room, and a knot formed in my stomach as I noted the anxious look on her face. "Uh, sure. Come in. I was just trying to decide which shirts to pack," I explained, as I cleared a spot on the clothing strewn bed for...
"We're losing subscribers." John Martin looked around tossing the printouts on the conference table, "I mean faster than we've been in the last few years. Urban Scrawl once was in every other household in the city, now..." He looked at his top men. Ted Roberts, his Managing Editor looked more worried than thoughtful, Mike Alford, the Editor-in-Chief studied...
After the strenuous and pleasantly exhausting sex with Dr. Kimberly Geiler-Callaghan on Saturday afternoon, I had expected to awaken Sunday still tired and maybe even a little sore. Instead, I awoke refreshed and invigorated. In fact, I was so alert that I decided it would be a good day to begin my outline for the project my EE master's chairman had suggeste...
Irillith drummed her fingers on her golden armoured arm impatiently while she waited for someone to let her into this ungainly spaceship. Compared to the exquisitely designed warships of her own people, Terran ships looked crudely angular, lacking any kind of grace or beauty. Still, she did have to admit it had a certain predatory brutality to it, but she wo...