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The Dragon
How the Blackout Really Happened As reported to Superintendent Arnaldo Lopez by Power Distribution Maintainer Martin Sierra
By Arnaldo Lopez Jr.5 years ago in Futurism
Revenge part 3
”Raven it is so good to see you again” I am sitting down, legs crossed, mouth watering at this gorgeous man standing in front of me. He used to be all nerdy and have nasty teeth. But now, tall and muscular with very straight teeth that sparkle when the light hits them just right. His hair is jet black, and his arms are so big he probably could throw me across a football field. All I can think of, is how much I want him to pick me up and kiss me.
By Dana Bergstrasser5 years ago in Futurism
Falling Sons (continued)
Previously...Delilah is on the run from Lucifer's bounty party, but while trying to escape Omar was kidnapped by a group of Fallen and held hostage for information on Delilah's whereabouts. In order to keep the rest of them safe, Gus faked their deaths in a mock car accident that almost took his life before Delilah, Gaven, Gus and Tatyana continued on to the safe house. This is how their story continues...
By L. M. Williams5 years ago in Futurism
Short Story
Here's a short story that I wrote for an anthology that unfortunately didn't come to pass. It's a little different than my usual writing as it's a children's story. It was a lot of fun to write though, so maybe it's the start of something new :-) Have a read and see what you think.
By Amy Reardon5 years ago in Futurism
The difference between good and evil Pt 17
There was a loud crash as the animals of the forest collided with Theo's creatures. In a second I was lifted high above the battle scene by Brie, her talons tightly secured over both my shoulders. My hands are holding onto her legs strong, looking down Veronica is on top of a large lion the jumps and runs through the battlefield towards the facility, she knows her job and it makes me proud watching her.
By CR Cole5 years ago in Futurism
Infinity's Assassin
Grey lead them all up to the door. Pressing on a portion of the wall beside the door, he revealed a panel that contained a number pad and a lens. Grey entered a twenty-five digit number on the pad and leaned forward to place his left eye close to the lens. The grinding sound of multiple heavy bolts sliding came from the other side of the door, only to cease right before the door swung inward. Grey motioned for the other two to enter as he stepped to the side. “Please enter the garden. We will rest a while by the tea house to contemplate before we wash up and enter.”
By Ralph Quisenberry5 years ago in Futurism
High Mountain Pack (CH. 3)
Laying awake in bed this morning I go over the events of last night. I remember that tonight is the date with Chad. Chad was probably the most appealing of the group of none appealing men that had been guests at the BBQ. At 6' even Chad is still shorter then me but not so short that its horribly obvious. Chad's hair is a little on the long side and a deep almost chocolate brown. His eyes are blue with a slight hint of gray in them. Over all he's not bad looking. Tonight's date will at least be nice to look at.
By Athenia P5 years ago in Futurism
Pilot
[System initializing – boot sequence startup … 1% ] He awoke to a void of darkness…was it even a “he”? Did it have a concept of self that determined it was a “he”, or did such things matter?
By K25 years ago in Futurism
The difference between good and evil Pt 16
"Please Ray we can't beat it without you!" I shout into the forest, all night we've been arguing and now dawn has broken but Ray is still stuck.
By CR Cole5 years ago in Futurism
My Mate
Prologue I found my mate. She's human. And already has a boyfriend. Fuck! And that boyfriend is my best friend. Double fuck!
By Vari5 years ago in Futurism
Infinity's Beginning
My next uninvited guest was my father. When he strode in after Standt’s quiet departure, I was shocked by how much larger he had been in my memory. I realized that I had grown a great deal in the two years since our last audience.
By Ralph Quisenberry5 years ago in Futurism
Infinity's Assassin
Several nights later, in another part of town, a shadow hung over an alley. A black ceramic blade caressed a pale, slender throat at the dead end of the alley. Just as the flowered fabric was torn from silky flesh, the shadow leaped over the place the man stood. The ceramic knife fell to the ground, shattering, closely followed by the man’s head.
By Ralph Quisenberry5 years ago in Futurism