[Short] Christmas Eve on Monday
**Christmas Eve on Monday** **By: BeaverReturn** "Holiday cookies will be served at the end of this story."-BeaverReturn His eyes slowly cracked open as the morning radio woke him. On the radio the soprano pitched boys' choir sang their holiday...
[Short]: Snow Break
**Snow Break** "Are you a top or bottom?"-BeaverReturn Reggie, in a hurry, exited the library with a pile of books under his arm. It should not have taken him that long of a time to cross the campus courtyard on his way to west-building but the...
[Short] Winter Watch
Winter Watch "A Post-Apocalyptic Romance"-BeaverReturn A single paw moves across an exposed and nude chest gliding down a field of soft fur. Everything is in silhouette. It is night time, dark. What little light provided comes through a far window,...
[Short] Black Out Coffee Date
Black Out Coffee Date By: BeaverReturn "You are all [Still] a lost generation"- Gertrude Stein [Modified] I work at a coffee shop on the corner of 1st and 2nd street. It's a warm little spot, and pretty well off too. People come here...
[Romance Galore!] Apple Wine in Autumn
**Apple Wine in Autumn** By: BeaverReturn "_Pertaining to romance, death, and seasonal changes. As expected. What is..." -BeaverReturn_ It was three years ago on the last day of autumn when the headlines first told of Mr. and Mrs. Williams death....
[Short]: Brown Coffee
**Brown Coffee:** _"A Fleeting Memoir about Fleeting Memory"-BeaverReturn_ The scene creeps up on me as though I had just suddenly woken up from a long strand of daydreaming. The warm cup between my paws, the light song that fills the coffeehouse...
[Photophobia]: A Crime Story Noir [Short]
**Photophobia:** **A Crime Story Noir** **_"Late night grime fest presents, a very special Crime Story Noir."-The BeaverReturn Broadcast Radio, 101.55_** ** From the streets I hear an orgasmic cry as it screams out from an open apartment window....
[Bad Dog!] A Creature of Shame
The coffee sits in between my paws steaming in a slow rise. Its wafting aroma invades my nose but I am indifferent to its pleasant offerings. I can only focus on the pounding of my head, the markings of a vicious hangover. Drills--no, it does not just...
[A Late-Night] The Tiger’s Odd-at-sea [Short]
The Tiger's Odd-at-sea, **A short by BeaverReturn** "Tiger's hate water, everyone knows that \*cough\*." -BeaverReturn The salty, moist air tickled his tiger tongue with an unpleasant tease. Its flavour trickled along the pink bit of bumped flesh,...
[Short] The Police of Paradise
The Police of Paradise By: BeaverReturn It's an hour after last call and I'm stumbling drunk down some kind of boardwalk. As I make my way home, I watch over the railing as blackened ocean waves come to crash violently into the supporting poles...
[Sly One]: The Predatory Infiltrator
[The Sly One]: The Predatory Infiltrator "Demi-Gods do exists, and let me tell you, they are quite bored." BeaverReturn **Part 1: The Hunter's Playground** Narkissos perched himself against a wall in the bar, one leg pressed against the vertical...
[Star’s Across Lovers]: A Swirl of Black and White
Star's Across Lovers: A Swirl of Black and White _"This is not night, this is not day, this is the border that is in-between." -BeaverReturn_ **A White Cygnus in Black Space:** As soon he started typing his ideas became fluid. A drinkable...