++++++++++++++++++ The 5th chapter will follow Chris' undamped tailspin. I am very thankful for the help of my editors Dale and LaRascasse. Any mistakes you stumble upon are to blame on me. You guys are great. Thank you so much! I wish you an entertaining read. Πανδώ⚢α ++++++++++++++++++ Golf-India-Romeo-Lima - Chap. 5: Impact "The greatest hazard...
Chapter 10: The Yellow Rows of Taxis I awoke this morning feeling uneasy. My usual daily routines did nothing to steady the sudden jangle of nerves lying just beneath my composure. The warm weather of late summer had cooled, darkening as a storm stalled over the coast from northern Africa. Perhaps that was it. Perhaps it was the overcast skies. As I have b...
Note: Back in 2006, having accumulated a collection of stories I had written for my own pleasure, I decided to start putting them on Literotica but had only submitted a handful when a computer disaster caused me to lose the lot. Fortunately some instinct told me to hang on to the storage medium and now improved technology has enabled the recovery of all but...
Chapter Sixteen – Angel. There still were days when the sun gathered its waning powers to dissolve the creeping mists. Days when it could incite the surrounding hills, turning its sides into a splendor of gold and orange. But more often, like now, the winds thrashed the windowpanes, thunderous rainstorms shaking the building. Autumn had come to the house...
Chapter 1 My Awkward Phase The greatest lie is that what happens in high school doesn't matter, because life begins in college. I pretended to agree, although I never believed it, for I was the world's greatest liar. Wannabees I was hanging out with my friends Quinn, Barb and Anne in the Newspaper Office, our refuge at University High in Los Angeles. A g...
Avery Jones was going to have a weird day, today. Forces beyond her ken had decreed this. Even now they had chosen their champion, given him their unholy sacraments and sent him on his merry way. She didn't know it yet, but this champion had already begun shifting and changing the world under her feet, in ways he made it impossible for her to detect. She ha...
Mikael rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he exited their cabin. Though he supposed he could have taken the captain's one, instead of offering it to his father, but it just did not seem right somehow. Technically, he might have more experience than Bjorn, but this new order of things was more egalitarian. Each brought to Ægir's Captive that which they did b...
Mike fumbled like a drunk through the dark, his ears ringing from the booming echo of thunder in his head. Alarms were blaring, a keening repetitive siren that he registered only slowly in his dazed state. The room around him had erupted into chaos: power to the entire floor had gone out, the room was a haze of smoke and shadows and darkness. The emergen...
Author's Notes: 'Satyr Play 3' is the conclusion of my surprisingly well-received first attempt at dabbling in the realm of magic. Once more throwing caution to the wind, I run wild through the dandelion patch of canon, convention, and tradition, kicking up the fluff that is the Fantasy genre. Yeah, I know, but whatcha gonna do. Minimal effort is made he...
John's mouth fell open as he stared at the images the Vulkat had taken of the salvaged Thrall ship components. He felt an eerie kind of click as Dana named each of the forbidding black objects, her words resonating in his mind. "They're standard issue in all Thrall vessels!" he blurted out, his eyes widening as he stared at the ship's equipment. "I know wh...