Closets and Such: An Axel and Isaac Story
Axel stood under a hot spray of water as steam filled the bathroom and his lungs, fog mirroring the haze in his mind. It had been a couple of weeks since he and Isaac had taken their first shower together, and since his brothers were safely fostering...
Hollin's Bad Day: A Hollin Arensen Story
A lone, lanky jaguar, wearing an oil-stained brown coverall reclined in a chair, bouncing a ball off the metal walls of his office. The walls made a distinct hollow sound every time the ball connected; it was the only sound in the room, aside from his...
Daddy Issues: An Axel and Isaac Story
Axel slept deeply, utterly spent from the previous night's activities. When he dreamed, it was of Isaac, as it had been the last, well, who knows how many nights? However, instead of his usual X-rated dream, Isaac glowed with a gentle white light. It...
Hollin Arensen: Chapter 4
“Well, this works, I guess?" Hollin tugged against the mint green hospital gown that Kerne had provided him to wear. “It's a shame about that shirt. I really liked it." Cavan snorted. “Well, your torture suit shredded it. And what do you mean, you...
Clay and Isaiah - Part 1
“Well," Clay said. “I think this is as good as it's going to get." He'd been lurking in his bathroom staring at the mirror, as though if he waited long enough, he'd magically become confident and attractive. Instead, the gray and white wolf flexed his...
Clay and Isaiah: Part 2
“Police! Open up!” Clay froze, looking from Isaiah to the door, and back to Isaiah. “What do we do?!” he hissed under his breath. “Go answer the door, and tell the truth. It’ll be fine.” Isaiah smiled, then blinked, the lazy grin faltering. “I mean,...
The Files of Silas Ambrose: Part One
A crash of thunder echoed in Silas' small office. The slight, sable-furred cat looked up from his book to see people scurrying away from the evening storm, women in their bustles and petticoats, men in their tweed vests and slacks. Hardly any of them...
Losing It: An Axel and Isaac Story
Axel yawned as he stumped down the stairs. He'd woken up alone, and the clock on Isaac's wall told him it was a few minutes past eleven in the morning. _I can't believe I slept for so long._ Eyes half-lidded, he followed the scent of bacon and fried...
A Different Prison: A Hollin Arensen Story
“RAMONA!” Hollin screamed into wakefulness, bolting upright in his bed. Panting, he noticed that sweat had matted his fur and soaked his bedding. Bright lights glared down on him, the cold, pure white glow like a divine judgement. _Ramona, Pastora,...
Ambrus and Orban: Beginnings
Prince Ambrus sat in a oversized, plush purple armchair at a dining table, waiting for his sisters. The diminutive panther would’ve made quite a sight if anyone were around to see him, with his unnaturally silver fur and dark blue spots. In the...
A Hollin Arensen Story: Part 3
_Waving Cavan over to the bed, Hollin gestured at the back of his neck._ _“Take a look at this…"_ … Cavan peered at the back of Hollin's long, slender neck. A small, bright blue crystal set into some kind of metal housing glowed at its base. “Okay,...
Over the Edge: Nick and Knox part 4
— Nick — “Knox,” I said, staring at a mostly empty pantry, “If we’re going to have dinner, we hafta go grocery shopping.” He stepped up behind me, socked feet padding softly on the kitchen linoleum, and wrapped his arms around my...