The inventor’s daughter

(v2)






    

It was infuriating, really. Jo didn’t think it even made a lick of sense.



There she was, in this city, in this country, which just so happened to have a renowned scientist and roboticist as one of its nota

The inventor’s daughter






    

It was infuriating, really.

Jo didn’t think it even made a lick of sense.



There she was, in this city, in this country, which just so happened to have a renowned scientist and roboticist as one of its notable r

Curtain call



Short story














Dying



Is an art, like everything else.



I do it exceptionally well.

Waiting






    
Chester that thankful that the weather was nice, because he had been waiting for way too long outside. It was just ten minutes, so far, but it was far enough from home that he didn’t feel comfortable.


    
He didn’t have any reason to feel especially unsafe;

Pepys’s Motel



Prologue






    

Sometime d

uring the

mid-200

0s, somewhere amid the arid landscapes of Arizona, a seemingly unassuming motel, by the name of “Nights for Pepys&rdq

The contortionist






    

“…tuning in, hoping that you’re ready for the show of a lifetime, in this hour where the country sleeps, this is your show,

Curiosities Ahoy

, where all questions, even those usually forbidden on TV, can be answered!”

In bed with mom






    

Chester had hesitated a few moments before he rose off his butt again

. Just after he was done eating his buddy Bob, his own mother had come to him and, barely surprised, spoken suggestively and acted alluring. And worst of all, even though we are talking about his mother, Chester

The first ever course

for

Chester






Chester and Bob were friends for as long as they could remember.

Granted, his grandfather would say, there isn’t

much

to remember when you’re still teenagers, but that was beside the

At the back of the class






For most people,

their

university will have everything to envy to the Ivy League. No big names will come of it, the education will be decent but not the masterclass of Harvard, Yale or Princeton

,

et cetera

Eleo

-vore-a



Based on the short story

“Eleonora”

by Edgar Allan Poe






~~~






I am come of a race noted for vigor of fancy and ard

Idolization with a pinch of lilies






A lot was on Sayaka’s mind as she went to bed that night.

There was the concert she had just given, another one that was met with uproarious applause. There was the crowd of fans that had come to meet her, a typically large number for the concerts she gave ever since she was fourteen

, all

The

sachet






“So yeah, in the morning, there was her stuff in the trash.”



“She really went all the way, huh?”



“It was going to happen eventually. She was a prey-slut and everyone knew that.”

An Aphrodite






There was nothing

unusual at the agora today. Orators were arguing left and right as to whether or not we should keep fighting against Sparta at this point in the war. The same song and dance for many years. I personally grew very tired of it.

The answer was always to keep going, even if we would likely fight oursel