Note: Note: This is a re-upload due to some of the text being cut off. There is no sex in this chapter, so watch out people. Also, to the people bagging me to get an editor, this is a hobby. And because it's a hobby, I have no interest in pulling out all the stops to making a "masterpiece". When it comes to the stories I make with individual chapters, I won'...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story. The Case of the Black Badge, Ch. 1-6 Feedback and con...
"USS Surefoot-A, Captain's Log, Stardate 42474.19, Captain Esek Hrelle, Commanding: I LOVE THIS SHIP! Sleek, clean, new, with up-to-date equipment and a fresh new mission ahead of us! I love this New Ship Smell! And, my wife is having my cub! MY SPERM ARE MAGNIFICENT! I shouldn't be so happy. It smacks of tempting Fate. But I can't help myself. To get bac...
Chapter 22 - A favor granted and new surroundings. Christie was greeted warmly by Sinafey when she entered the temple. She had become a frequent visitor and everyone seemed pleased by her visits. "Come, sister, let's have some tea. I just received some marvelous fungi tea, one of the few things I miss from the Underdark." The high priestess led Christie...
Part Three - The Knife in the Rock. I was there. When a solitary boy, just breaking man, pulled a knife from a tight rock and found himself king, I was there. I wasn't the only one of course, as one might expect for a coronation. Both fate and conjure meant there was quite the cavalcade of characters, even if some of them were uncertain of their true role...
A note from AfterDusk: As cliche as this sounds, this story came to me in a dream and stuck in my mind until I got it out onto paper. I hope you enjoy the journey. ***** CHAPTER 1: ENGAGEMENT Swift, silent steps carry Namora through the dark woods. She purposefully shuffles her feet against the dead leaves, forcing the rustle to keep the creature in fro...
Jeremy Morgan was the owner of several busy carriage parks and liveries in the Chicago area. In this year of 1893, he had organized and was operating a carriage park for the Chicago Worlds Fair. He was a rugged, strong man with a neatly trimmed beard, mustache, and a reputation for an excellent work ethic. He had a dozen employees at the fair taking in carri...
Three. The day of the Jeckell. Steve woke up slowly; he had stayed at Angel's apartment in the Twenty Sixth Century. His ears were missing the sound of birds twittering outside. There were no birds outside her apartment, it was underground as was all of this centuries London. The birds were on the surface with all the other wild animals including wolves a...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Jen and I met when I was eighteen. I was just starting my freshman year at university and this was to be my first experience checking out the reputedly promiscuous student life. I spotted her the moment I entered the night club and thought she was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. To my great surprise she smiled at me when I started dancing near h...