Breaking The Curse
Breaking The Curse by Nightcatcher Blackwolf They stood on the outskirts of Dansilia, the broken lands west of the Shilt river. It was noon, and the sun beat down on the arid, dry rock of the dead plains without mercy. No living thing would dare call...
Paybacks Aren't Always Hell...
Paybacks Aren't Always Hell... by Nightcatcher Blackwolf The wolf paused, scenting the air, catching the wisps of perfume that hung there enticing him forwards. His lycanthropic senses told him the object of his desires wasn't in at the moment, and yet...
A Little More Fun At Night
A Little More Fun At Night by Nightcatcher Blackwolf "A WHAT?" The loud tone of Katherine's voice caused people to look over and stare. She glared around, and the patrons of the small restaurant returned to their meals, casting odd glances towards...