A story in the Roleplay fantasy world Universe
This is a fictional story in my roleplay world. It was written as something that he was doing to pay tribute to soldiers he had served with and survived combat with (survivors from the "Worst Day" story). Note: I am not a bladesmith and have never touched a forge. So please forgive any inaccuracies in my describing the work done.
You don't have code clearance to read this. It's above Top Secret. If you know about the Sword, Shield and Guard, you've violated statutes that will get you tossed into a deep, dark hole in some black site. You've been warned. This story should never have come out. The author who wrote it is missing. There's sex, violence, adventure, politics, the President is involved. I shouldn't have said that. Wait. What's that? Do you hear sounds outside? I thought this location was safe. Crap. They're...
Ivan Merciant was a political convict for 20 terran-years, freed by smugglers to locate the lost Treasury of the wealthy Merciants, once Dukes of Como Prime in the days of the old Galactic Empire. Led by two murderous smugglers, financed by Lillian, a Republican courtesan, related to the dead Emperor, served by the everloving domestic help Selene, they embark to navigate a treacherous triple-sun system to find hidden treasure, knowing survival depends on the greed of their present crew mates.
This is a domestic terrorist, Tom Clancy or Robert Patterson-style story. I started writing this story in July 2001, and I stopped on 9/11, and it's been languishing in my Zombie file ever since. I don't know if I'll ever get back to it. but I wanted to share it with you,
Guadalcanal. In a muddy slit trench, Airman Kathy Wilkins watched delta-winged drones falling from the blood-red sky, as they dove with their explosive payloads, while cruise missiles streaked overhead. The ground shook with each hit. She held the other airman in her arms; both were hurt. They kissed. Wilkins was supposed to be going home today. Was this war? A Stinger missile streaked into the air. Two Chapter short story. Illustrated.
The Earth is wracked by the effects of global warming, and the Wasters are doing their best to complete the job. Jim Wilson and his two companions, a woman and a giant dog are doing their best to fight the Wasters at the behest of the United States of North America. This is a short (seven chapters) account of a small portion of their battle. There is some rape, but it is an integral part of the story. / (Reviews)
Ahmed ibn Malik's Saracens are investing the Heights of Hattin in late twelfth-century Palestine. The Crusaders come out to parley, led by Guillaume de Chauvigny, bringing his three sons. Malik sees Chauvigny's 14-year-old reddish-blond and handsome son Andre and declares he must have him as a virgin. Turkish chieftain Yusuf bin Salah captures the boy and does everything he can to debauch him while leaving him technically a virgin for Ahmed's pleasure. Andre has his own secrets though.
A couple spend a week on a remote private island, soaking up the sun 'au naturel', decompressing from their hectic lives. They relive their amazing heroic past, leading up to their shocking current situation.
A story in the Daughters of the Line Universe
In 1944, the B-29 has a reputation as a flying death trap, and the men assigned to fly it are refusing. The Army's answer: send in two women pilots to prove it can be done. Karen Whitfield doesn't fly to make a point—until the point needs making. When an engine catches fire mid-demonstration, she and her copilot have thirty seconds of procedure between them and disaster. What follows silences every man on the flight line—for exactly as long as it takes them to feel embarrassed about it.