Cry Me a Murder (Part One) : Six Red Tears
Museum director Philip Smythe marched down the hallway of the Oakfort historical museum, the hard heels of his shoes banging against the marble floor with every angry step. He was underslept, stressed out and even grumpier than normal. The museum was...
Project R.E.D. [Chapter 8]
Yeah, lepris... and i'm an otherkin, meaning i can transform into an anthropomorphic rabbit any time i want.
Freelancer
Once the long-vanished otherkin and mythic races came back, or rather shifted back into their true states, things began to, at times quite literally when some of the more irate draconic types had their say, heat up on planet earth.
Fallen Angels, Part three -Scratching the Itch
Are they both crazy, or does this case need a therian and an otherkin to solve ? this story is the direct sequel to "havana or hell", but new readers can join in on the action here.
Awakening
No surprise, this is the dream that made me realise that i was in fact, otherkin. the cover art for this was made by _knucklebone over on twitter!
Havana or Hell, part one
_Havana or Hell_ I When I was a kid, my father built a small recording studio in our back yard. That was back in 1993, two years before the voices in his head told him to pack up and move out. It wasn't a fancy studio with automated mixers, digital...
Fallen Angels, Part Nine - Sing me a Song, Dead Girl
CHAPTER EIGHT - SING ME A SONG, DEAD GIRL When Oscar Peterson played The Phantom Cat in 1986, a young Jesse Juliano captured a photo of him. He framed it and hung it on the wall, next to the upright piano. Peterson is all smiles, wiping sweat...
Havana or Hell, part two
III Some times, when I lie awake, I feel like I'm a tiny pinprick, floating in an endless void. It's a physical sensation, but not linked to any of the usual five senses, and the feeling disappears as soon as I open my eyes. It's accompanied by a...
Dragon’s Path: Slavery
I moved at night, talking to the few merchants brave or stupid enough to deal with otherkin. that's scale-heads, fur-paws, four-paws, anything other than a human. i started off as a simple smuggler. i moved things.
Havana or Hell, part three
V "Tell me, Mr Kent Do you hear voices right now?" I nodded. "They are hiding in the traffic noise." "Can you describe them to me?" "Man and woman, both sound young and old at the same time." The psychiatrist and I were in a small office in the...
Havana or Hell, part six
XI Kendall Duran's company, _EnDurance Games_ was registered to an address in Warrington, fifty miles west of Oakfort. I searched the Internet for the address of anyone named Kendall Duran, and found three by that name. One had a dentistry practice in...
Havana or Hell, part seven
XIII "So," said Burris. "How are you progressing?" "The wand?" "Indeed, the wand symbolizes magic and transformation; maybe it will even lead to the cure for your condition." "I already found it." I said bluntly and put the drinking flask on the...