Chapter One: Hero or Villain
It was a dark quite night, then a shout was herd by a wolf with fur blacker then the night sky so he decided to find the cause of the sound. He found the unstoppable fighters fighting some bandits. One of them was about to use a sneak attack on Tigera...
Chapter One: Shipwreck
It was a dark stormy night with a ship trying its best not to head for its watery gave. It's crew was some of the best sailors, but even the best know when their ship will sink. One of the crew was a black wolf with gray markings on him. (look at the...
Chapter Two: The Drought
In is chapter everything is from Christine's POV * * * I kept walking looking for my father but couldn't find him. I eventually found him at the courtroom disgusting matters with the councilmen. "Ah Christine I've needed to disgust something with...
Chapter One: Banished
**This is my version of "The Phantom of the Opera" I would recommend you read the book, or watch the one with Gerald Butler (The Phantom) I liked it. There's a lot of singing in the movie so giving you a heads up.** * * * ** ** It was dark stormy...
Chapter Two: The Incident
"How do you know the dark arts?" asked Tigera looking at Barack almost with a death stair. "Family secret." said Barack not even a little bit scared. "Your lying." said Tigera crossing her arms. "Fine since you have to know when I was...
And the Waltz Goes On
"Good show, Markus." "Thanks, Phil." The big liger who is the manager of the club clapped the powerfully muscular fox on his shoulder, his other forepaw indicating me. "This is Tristan; I told you about him." "Good to meet you, finally; thanks...
Epilog -- Famous Last Words
That was more than two years ago now. Much has changed since then, and I thought that I should tell you what's happened. Darkstar informs me that this is called "breaking the fourth wall." That's a construct of narrative, he says. Truthfully, my...
Leaving Starhold
I woke slowly to a sweet, soft, hazy quiet. Sunday mornings have a particular quietness about them. Unless I'm on a case that can't wait (not many of those, contrary to television cop shows), my alarm is off, no church to go to, no friends for brunch....
A Single Candle, Part 2
"That sounds as close to impossible as makes no odds." "You're friggin' well told." As a rule, Dr. Newton Augustus Gutenberg did not use such language. This was, he thought, an occasion to break any number of rules. His experience in Chase's quarters...
A Single Candle, Part 3
"Are you going to tell me now?" "What, and spoil dinner?" Newton offered a rueful smile as he looked over the happy ruins of the dinner that the two of them had shared in Chase's quarters. The coyote had done them proud, with his...
A Single Candle, Part 4
They ended up in Chase's quarters, for reasons of proximity to the lab, size of the room, and the availability of chilled bottled water. Newton had rarely felt more parched in all his life, and he was grateful to the coyote for reminding him not to...
Grayson's Triad (excerpt)
It was a pitched battle, well into the second half, and still scoreless. One of the opposing team's midfielders dribbled toward center, passing to a wingback as our sweeper came in to find an opening for himself. Some very good footwork...