Sentinel
“Why me?" “I don't know." ...
Squirrely's Nuts
Tristan black wolf: might just read you a story, if you'd wish. :) gabriel clyde: hmmmm im always up... :p tristan black wolf: \*tries not to notice\* gabriel clyde: hehe yes, a story. tristan black wolf: well then... what shall it be about?
Grayson's Triad Book 1 -- Prologue
# Dedication This is for all of us who would rather include than exclude, and who wish to love another for who he is rather than who we hope he'll become. And for Nickey Froberg Drayer, who helped me learn this. I miss you, Hyzenthlay. _Quote:_ _"I...
Crime Scene
_ Tuesday, April 2 Winchester Heights_ A lot of things may be said to swarm. Bees do it, as the old song goes. So do football fans at the stadium gates. Groupies at a rock concert. Relatives at a will reading. The swarm that I see most...
Coffee Break (Tenuki)
Benedict Spenser, crimson dragon, literature professor, all-too-merry prankster, was enjoying the comparative quiet of The Extra Credit café in the later morning hours of Boxing Day, occasionally chortling to himself at what he'd done to his Saluki...
Wandering Wet Warmth
After a short while of lazy conversation in the hazy warmth, Ailah moved and Galen came out of her with a soft little pop. As she let herself fall to the sheets beside him, she placed one hand between her legs, ready to catch his seed if it trickled...
Chapter XV: When a Wolf Cries
* * * rai: black wolf actual, this is black wolf zero one. come in. over. stone: zero one, this is actual. go ahead with sitrep. rai: i have located one wolfess. status is wounded and in critical condition. requesting casevac.
Right of Passage
Elliot tried to finish his soda slowly, but it was difficult with all the sounds of pounding bass rhythms next door almost strong enough to feel through the floor. The diner was reasonably well soundproofed; if it weren't, chances were good that they'd...
Blood on Ice - Chapter Ten
This time ena didn't shun midnight but continued the conversation by telling the black wolf about a story about one of his own adventures. the grudge seemed to have been forgotten now, even by ace.
Relative Beginnings
_Friday Evening_ I pulled into the driveway of my country estate (as I jokingly refer to it) with plenty of evening sun waiting for us. Emmanuel, who was used to his own delivery-van-sized vehicle, was happy that I drove a large and comfortable...
Restless Spirits
_"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." -- George Santayana_ _"I've got news for Mr. Santayana: We're doomed to repeat the past no matter what. That's what it is to be alive." -- Kurt Vonnegut_ "Can I help you?" The...
Blood Red: Chapter Six: The Return
Note: Well here we are again; it's always such a pleasure. ^\_^ But seriously, here it is. Me picking up where I left off just over one year back; Blood Red. And this time I have a remote idea of what I'm doing with the plot. Not much else to say...