Delve into the life of Jenkins Curtis, a clumsy space technologist who's had no dream other than to explore the space in a world aftermath world war |||. Would his dream come true or not?
MARS
27 A.R
Here lives us in the Age of flying cars, Robotic pets and Androids, holograms and buildings straight out of Sci-fi movies. A world built on, by and with Science, the new home of manki-
*Whiz*
"Watch ouuuuuut!!!"
"Whoa....easy on the Flycycle kid!!"
".... I'm sooooooorrrrrryyyyyy!!!"
*whiz*
*whoosh*
Almost hit me there, ha...kids. As I was saying, Earth, our most beloved planet was forsaken at the moment of Retribution....
I, the Author, unfortunately enough, made it into this new home world as they like to call it. We've lost family, friends and foes but alas, we live. We now live in a new world, a Tech-world, where days of mortality are now gone by. What do I mean by that? I'll tell you.
In a world where signs of life is non-existent, a place desolate and devoid of 'natural' Oxygen. Mankind, pushed to the edge, facing extinction that they so despair, had no choice but to resolve to a final solution, Bio-Cybernetic Augmentation. This is, however, by choice for those who made it into this world in one piece. For, some feared losing their humanity while most were just tired of being human. Some were thrilled with the discovery while some scorned at how scientists go about life against their 'God'. Of course, nobody knows who 'God' is up until this date, but we still believe that there is a superior being, somewhere out there in the unexplored cosmos, even after going through 'that' on Earth.
My view? I think humanity went through a necessary evolution. It was no different from being human, which is, living, even if at the cost of losing 'Natural features', as long as one lives. Believe it, I'm not willing to die when it's clearly evident that there's no next life and that it's the end of the line. When death comes, existence is erased and never to be again as newborns are made to fill in the numbers.
Food? Shelter? No, Nature? Yeah, matter of factly, biotic factors have been replicated after several studies and research, but to a certain level, all that's left is time for the new world to grow.
Despite the tussle, everything is just as it used to be. The good ol' days where a boy hits on a hot girl, where a man comes home from work and beats his wife.
AHEM!!
Out here on this roof, looking down at the new world, I'll tell you a story, the story of how mankind evolved.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
What happens when an all business Alpha planning his chosen's mating ceremony, smells the most wonderful fruity scent that belonged to his curvy mating ceremony planner. Confident plus size Ji'lahni, her two cousins, and friend owns a successful Wedding planning company along with a dance, and self defense workout studio, get hired by their new friend who is like a mother to them to plan her sons wedding I mean mating ceremony? What will happen when the sassy plus size women step into the world of werewolves? Read to find out.
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
It was a big day for Camilla. She looked forward to marrying her handsome groom. Unfortunately, he abandoned her at the altar. He never showed up throughout the wedding. She was made a laughingstock in front of all the guests. In a fit of rage, she went and slept with a strange man on her wedding night. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. To her dismay, the man refused to let her be. He pestered her like she had stolen his heart on that night. Camilla didn't know what to do. Should she give him a chance? Or just stay away from men?
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.