Chapter 28: The Fetish Crafters
The mountain lion was low to the ground, hidden by a Joshua tree and a boulder, as it stalked its prey. Completely unaware of the great black hellhound that was stalking it. David licked his chops as he prepared to pounce. He knew he had to...
Chapter 27: Do the Lunes Run the Asylum
It was early morning in late April, the crescent moon was still in the sky. David was sitting at the table, face down, sleeping. He had called in sick from work as he didn’t get any sleep from sudden nightmares from his First Change in the asylum....
Chapter 29: Wounded
It was early morning and everyone was having breakfast as they got ready for their day. Lucas pointed at the scorched bone-charm necklace hanging from David’s neck. The fetish he created the previous day. “Now you’ll actually be useful to the...
The Towel Boy - Ankle Tap
Thanks again to those in the Writing Corner for helping with this story. (Interested in joining us? You can find it here: [https://t.me/joinchat/CPoeZhclggenrOEh0yYwvg](https://t.me/joinchat/CPoeZhclggenrOEh0yYwvg) ) It's the Brumbies' first game of...
Chapter 36: Purity
Gabby fought to keep her breathing steady, her eyes clenched shut, as she prayed. _Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God: defend me from them that rise up against me. _ She knew from the moment they walked into the clinic that they were who the...
Chapter 16: Ain't That a Kick in the Head
Fair warning, this is a gruesome chapter. If you don't like blood, might want to skip this one. In this chapter David is forced to bond with Lucas as his packmate takes him to a gun store to get a service pistol. * * * Sleeping in the...
Chapter 25: Raising Dead Money
David tugged at the collar of his suit. He hated wearing it, the last time he had worn one was at his family’s funeral. His aunt and uncle wanted to make him go to their coffins to say goodbye. But he refused and he had, what they thought was, a...
Chapter 35: Bringing Order to Chaos
“What’s the point of you claiming that thing as part of our share if it never fucking helps?” David asked Lucas from the library’s couch, piles of books littering the ground by his feet. He was referring to the carved marble statue of a barn...
Chapter 32: Confederate Treasure
It was well past midnight at the Historic Silver Cafe by the time the mages finally met up with the pack. Poe was the first of the mages to sit at the table that pack was at and sighed, exhausted, “Not certain what the next step will be. This...
Chapter 23: Do Werewolves Dream of Eating Electric Sheep
David was sleeping fitfully in Urhan, growling slightly as he dreamed. He was back in the asylum struggling with the building rage during his First Change. He was in his old, cell-like room dressed in a plain t-shirt and elastic waistband pants. He was...
The Towel Boy - Shipping Out
Car horns blared all around Michael as he sat in a taxi on his way to the pub. The whole team was going to be there because they had a tradition of going to the Harvest Inn the second day before shipping out for the Rugby Season. With traffic at a...
Chapter 19: Princes of the Phalt
David scowled as he sat on the library’s couch as Colin sat next to him. He ignored Colin as they droned on to him about the effects the copies of different national landmarks had on Las Vegas’ reflection in the Spirit World. “Are you even...