Science Fiction Archive

Command Me by LA Day

Michel stared out into the endless empty space. With the Halian War behind them, the future seemed bright, fruitful — boring. Sighing, he glanced over his shoulder. Even the hologram of his homeland of Sega-Ma failed to cheer him today.
“Commander Giat?” Central Control hailed him.
Pressing his wrist communicator, he answered. “What is it?”
“The Lady is […]

Across Time by Rayne Forrest

 Devin quickly gathered his gear and headed for their best shuttle. The Moira was powering up as he tossed his pack behind the pilot’s seat and strapped in. Greg Roland didn’t bother to acknowledge him, just flipped a few switches to bring the pilot’s boards active. Devin ran the sequence checks then ordered the bay […]

Truest Treasure by Rayne Forrest

Zebadiah LaCroy refused to flinch under his captain’s steely gaze. He knew the regulations as well as anyone and he knew what he was asking. He also knew that exceptions were made every day. He pressed his new bride closer to his side to stop her from squirming. 
“She won’t be any trouble, sir. She understands […]

They Both Belong To Me by L.A. DAY

An Excerpt From:
THEY BOTH BELONG TO ME
Copyright © L.A. DAY, 2007
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.
“That infernal buzzing is driving me insane. Doesn’t she know we can fuck her better than any simulation device?” Johann Zcar cursed. He’d just passed Commander Jill Mahall’s quarters. The scent of her arousal and the sound of […]

Across Time by Rayne Forrest

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Once at their camp, Corri found out she’d already seen what there was to see. The camp was Spartan. Each tent contained two cots and the normal assorted camp items and non-perishable foodstuffs. So where was everyone? She looked around and brought her rusty tracking training to bear. 
There was evidence of downtrodden grass, a faint […]

Scarred by JM Snyder

I stand undressed before Coby, unashamed, compliant, gone. I’m not here, this is just a hollow shell, my body waiting for him. Waiting.
“Turn around,” he commands.
I obey.
He sits on the bed and studies me, the bruises on my hip where McBane hit me with a bottle when he came by last week, the cigarette burns […]

Watchtowers: Water by Lucynda Storey

Keely started off in the direction she’d just looked.  Not far was a cove and inside the brown-gray cliffs a cave, the most treasured of her secret places.  Often she’d escaped the castle to relax in a place totally her own.  She’d shed a few tears there as well, most often over an intense loneliness.  […]