Chapter One – Wet Dreams and Memories I watched as my simulacrum fucked Claire Prescott to death. My image cried out and came, filling Claire’s mouth and covering her lower face in semen, causing her to gag and choke. I loved that sound she made: her desperate gurgling as she drowned. I could hear the
Aarla's Descent – Ch. 01
As the tungsten rounds breach the ship’s hull, you sit there motionless. You always knew that if you ever get ambushed, this is the manner it is going to happen. You will be either in the captain’s chair, some holo-show projected before you, or you will be at another part of the vessel, perhaps in