Fan Fiction

The couple walk down the street holding hands as they go home from a wedding. Very obviously in love, the younger lady turns to her husband, saying something that makes him smile. "Dear, I think that was a beautiful ceremony, don't you? Miki-chan and Yuu-kun looked so happy... almost as happy as we were when we got married." Her husband puts his arm around her, embracing her. They stood that way for a moment, before they both realize that it is getting late, and they should be getting home. As they walk on, he comments, "I was surprised at how mature Koishikawa looked. She has certainly grown up in the last few years since our marriag...

From: Timothy Groves <groves_ca@yahoo.co.uk> Subject: [Macross][FanFic] The Drogan Schedule X-Original-Date: Tue, 28 Jan 2003 22:21:35 +0000 Disclaimer I don't own Macross. If I did, I would be far too rich to be bothered writing fan fiction. Prologue Trailing mists like some great bird, the VF-1A Valkyrie cut cleanly through the cloud cover and into the clear air below. The sun was just rising behind Seraph 210, burning across Sora's shoulder and illuminating the black and white Valkyrie. Far below her feet, through the wonders of the holographic cockpit, Sora could see the jungle of Viet Nam, mostly untouched by the Zentra...

This is actually a "bridge" story; it occurs between the fall of Count Lee's castle and D's departure from the Lang home. As usual for my fanfic, D is a bit less taciturn and a bit more vulnerable than in the anime. This is a work of fan fiction and is not intended to infringe on the intellectual property of Hideuki Kikuchi, Orion Home Video, or anybody else. If you are under 18, don't get me in trouble by reading this. (I didn't say don't read it; I said don't get me in trouble.) =============== It didn't happen this way. It couldn't have happened this way. But maybe it should have. Drawing Blood: A Vampir...

The black-clad man leapt high into the air. On landing he somersaulted, punched the air, high-kicked and turned to give a victory salute. `Good.' he thought. After all, the tournament was tomorrow and he couldn't go without a little training. As he entered his little house, he paused to look at a photo of his parents by the fireplace. Where were they now? Rumour had it that the vicious gang who had taken them had left his mother alive. If he won this tournament, he would have the money and status to start tracking them down. It was the day he had awaited for years. He leapt high into the air and yelled to the empty concrete arena ...

This is a speculatory tale about Doris Lang from Vampire Hunter D Please don't correct me on my facts, I'm well aware I've taken liberties, but please do reply with constructive criticism or comments. By the way, this story contains elements which may be disliked by those of a sensitive or unimaginative disposition. Pete Cullen <Melmoth@hpsound.demon.co.uk> Hunger Doris locked the door and crossed the room to the small wooden table at its centre. With trembling hands she placed the wire cage on the heavily scratched surface and paused, gritting her teeth as another wave of pain washed over her body. She knew what she had...

This spamfic was initially written as a sort of 'Hello- let me introduce myself' fic for the KAEX Mailing list, which is devoted to Voltron fanfiction that is a pro Kieth\Allura romantic matchup... ya know, there's a surprising amount of Voltron fanfiction out there. I just stumbled into it... The Intelligent Robeast A Voltron Spamfic by David A. Tatum Disclaimer: Voltron, its characters, and its setting do not belong to me. They belong (last I heard) to World Events Productions. This spamfic is only in either parody or tribute (or both) to this series... ------------------------- Lotor growled. Yet again, another robeast had ...

Based on characters and situations created by Toshihira Hirano & Narumi Kakinouchi by Shawn Hagen (Rapscallion and Ner' Do Well) 1998 My thanks to Suika Roberts for giving this a read for me. She didn't proof it so any errors are all my fault. Vampire Miyu: Threads of Desire In early spring Yoshino was always crowded. The village's streets were choked with the traffic of thousands of people, come to see the cherry blossoms--a huge floral carpet, ascending up the mountains. Under the trees people had set up their personal spaces. Plastic tarps laid on the ground on which the revelers sat, drank, sang along with portable kar...

Warning to all of those who read this: this is a lemon, so if you're under aged, it's purdy darn illegal to read this... but I know that you'll probably read this anyway (multiple times, until certain body parts become incredibly uncomfortable). ^_^ Anyway, try not to flame me, this is my first attempt at a lemon... hopefully, it will be good... heh. Love and a Soul Sword A Mamono Hunter Yoko Lemon Fanfic Version 2.0 By Katsuragi Misato "Damn you! Do you really think that I *like* having my dress torn to shreds by every damned demon that I fight?" This is retorted with another blow to the girl's chest, tearing the material...

an Armitage III #FanFiction by Ukyou Kuonji ---------- Armitage the Third and all those in her world are the creations of Taro Maki. North American rights held by Pioneer. No infringement is intended ---------- It wasn't that she couldn't sleep; nothing of humanity was alien to her, after all. But there just didn't seem to be a point to it right now. She didn't need to sleep, like Ross did, and there was so much to think about. She stared at her former partner's prone form, watching as his massive chest rose and fell with each breath. She listened intently to his quiet snoring. So peaceful, so unlike the way things had...

an Armitage III #FanFiction by Ukyou Kuonji ---------- Armitage the Third is the creation of Taro Maki. North American rights held by Pioneer. No infringement is intended ---------- I knew I should be glad for my homeland upon the announcement of the unification, but patriotism was not an emotion that had been given to me. Concern, however, was. And I was concerned. Worried, even. What dangers would this pose to me and my kind? Not the unification; it was the battle taking place far from St. Lowell that worried me. It was a battle that had to take place, so the reports went, before the treaty could be ratified between Earth and Mars. Ther...