Scars Ch. 3
Scars Ch. 3 I dodge another attack as Ollie swings his tail. I block it with my right hand. Ollie uses his strong leg and kicks me right in the chest, knocking the breath out of me. I skid back as Ollie hops back and forth, a devilish grin on his...
The Greys Chapter 24: No Goodbyes
Yer a grey now. ya gots to sound like one." kody just let out a boisterous laugh.
From Cackles to Canines
Danny's vision went gray as similar colored fur overtook any recognizable facial features. his face began to push forward, and his nose sink into a muzzle.
Scars Ch. 12
I run around the corner of the alleyway, Chris is holding onto my hand as he tires to keep up with me. I look behind us as our pursuers still give chase, their weapons at the ready. My own sword is in my hand, ready to be used if anyone of them get's...
Confused Tempo (Otherwise Untitled)
#82 of short stories an african grey parrot shares his most recently favorite music with a wolf. ~ the parrot leaned forward, beak open in a wide expression like a grin.
The Rowans and The Greys Chapter 2: Captain Grey
#2 of the rowans and the greys captain kody "sly" grey was panting as he walked from the flight line and back into base ops.
Memoires of a Thylacine
_ after the grey-greys said adieu with much fanfare, we (the pink-greys and one different-race grey-grey) showed up. we were warmly greeted at _edwards air-force base_.
The Greys Chapter 10: Clones
#11 of the greys the jeeves and the pastry truck convoyed back to town, passing by rows and rows of fields full of various different grains, fruits, and vegetables. gideon had wished his cousin would have joined him in the truck.
The Greys Chapter 3: Stranger
#3 of the greys the drive from the pastry shop to the grey farm took about thirty minutes.
A Journey Begun - Prologue - Chapter 3
I wake up every morning with the same routine. Shower. Teeth brushed. Shave if I need to. Toast. Waffles. Bacon. Coffee. Papers. Shirt. Tie. Pants. Shoes. Then it's off to work on the 7:55 bus, traffic be damned. One long ride later and I'm seated...
Afternoon Delight
Gideon grey worked slow and lazily in his kitchen. sunlight filtered through the gaudy tulle curtains and basked the kitchen in a warm glow.
Disclosure from the aliens’ point-of-view - Choose-your-own-adventure
Regrettably, you are not allowed to role-play a grey in this choice-fiction story. the greys are a bit radioactive at the moment, so the task of "disclosing" has been temporarily assigned to other alien races. what alien race do you wish to be?