Artificial Intelligence programming prodigy Henry pulls three other friends with him to create a new company with $billion prospects. Getting through jealousies, college, loves, virtual and physical attacks, takeover challenges, and family life, Henry succeeds in creating a singularity AI--one that can contain all the data from one's life. But how will it be used? If you can't wait three days for a cliff hanger to be resolved, don't start reading until it's all posted in March!
A Swarm Cycle Story
We could lock the Sa'arm down. Our boys at Tulak had proven that. Destroy every ship in the system, then bombard everything interesting from orbit to keep them stuck on the planet. The next problem was cleaning them off the planets, so we could use them. One man may have found a solution...
A story from Nick's Library Sarah's friend Natalie decides to set her up with some kinky anonymous sex for her birthday, and enlists their friend Ryan to be the top. Contains bondage and pain play, CNC (consensual non-consent), light humiliation, and playing with come as a kink. *** This is the short story referenced in chapter 1 of the novella; if you're reading that, read this between chapter 4 and the epilogue. But this can also be read by itself.
Becca discovers a old friend on the BART train. That leads to discovering many new things about herself and her husband Bobby. There is the drama of why everyone wants Bobby's laptop and what the next steps in their life will be. Then there is the beautiful security expert... This story has many BDSM theme scenes, but remains in the area of possible.
When Sol embarks on a career as a black-market space merchant, he didn't count on the help of an illegal anatomically-correct android. But in this galaxy, you take your help as it comes, and you come when you can. Codes updated as the story progresses.
A story in the Sheriff O'Dell Universe
The dry hot wind blew the rope in a circular motion above my head. Around and around; the branch and leaves and sky in the background. My neck burned and I needed to breathe. I needed to use my hands. They wouldn’t move. I needed to breathe. I'd been lynched.