Super heroine in peril fiction at its finest!
Grimme City's super heroines are young, hot, and descended of the legendary Viking Valkyrie.
Ms Patriot is ever vigilant! As the city's premier super heroine she never rests in her pursuit of justice. So when she spots evil scientist Dr. Chow Fang she can do nothing but pursue and strike hard and fast. The beautiful and deadly Dr. Fang has created some of the most insidious creatures to terrorize Grimme City, as well as torment and debase some of city's most respected super heroines, and Ms Patriot is determined to stop her at any cost?
Warning: This super heroine in peril, urban fantasy story has explicit violence and sex. It gets down and dirty, showing the dark side of costumed vigilantism. For adults not easily offended only.
This is a story of approximately 11,700 words.
Ms Patriot just started walking. She wasn�t giving Dr. Chun Fang the satisfaction of an answer.
�You�re almost as much fun as Uber Woman and her little team of super heroine misfits that enjoyed my old labyrinth of fun.�
Ms Patriot soon was plunged into wonderful silence. As she entered another narrow section of tunnel, she noticed Dr. Chun Fang didn�t taunt her. Probably only had cameras and speakers at select locations. It was a good hour before she entered another vast cavern chamber.
�It�s empty,� she said, striking a classic super heroine pose at the entry.
As soon as she spoke a head popped up in the middle of the chamber. He had been laying down behind a boulder.
�Oh, if you call him a cow that will just piss him off. You don�t want to piss Minotaur off, Ms Patriot,� Dr. Chun Fang said ominously.
�Half bull and half man.�
�I know what a minotaur is,� she snapped, baby blues flashing. �Why create one?�
�To torment super heroines?� Dr. Chun Fang said. �Another thing. Never say he�s hung like a horse. He is, but he finds being compared to a horse quite offensive.�
Ms Patriot barely heard Dr. Chun Fang�s warning. She had bigger problems. The minotaur stood up. And up. And up. He was huge. Ten feet tall, and his horns had to be six feet across. The minotaur was splendidly built. Thick chest slanting down into a narrow waist and ending in thick muscular legs. He was covered in shaggy fur from the waist down.
|Publisher:||Rogue House Press|
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