C'mon! No One's Lookin'!
### **C’mon! No One’s...
Turned
This little work of fiction was not inspired by any particular drawing, but my generalized love of werewolves. Basic Premise, A hiker encounters a pack of weres and is given a fateful choice. \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* Turned Having...
Family Night
Three guys were all out enjoying their evening at the bar. They were joking and laughing all were having a good time hanging out with each other. Until, one of the guys said, "If I, were a mother skunk I would want all of you to be my kids." This guy...
The Moonweaver Chronicles part 18
The castle was entirely unguarded and unenchanted for the most part. It was really just an overly large mansion made of stone in my opinion. With huge doors... and a moat... and a drawbridge. The bridge was down, almost as if inviting us in. This place...
Turn and turn again
##### by Hector Scofield. Edited and corrected by Ben 243 Walter Agnew was a charismatic used car dealer with a relatively stable income, a loving wife, a house in the suburbs, and the winning smile of a man full of confidence. His closure rate was...
Blood and Coffee-Chapter 1
Not far and he pushed in a half open door to what was obviously a guest room and leaned in to turn on the light. "there should be a few basic things in the bathroom, if you need anything i'll be across the hall."
A Dramatic turn of events
Everything seemed to just jump to life one after another, like a switch was turned on. he finally could move his arms and clawed hands and he used them to move his body into a more comfortable position.
Turned
_xxx-CLASSIFIED TOP SECRET_ _SUBJECT: OPERATION RED SCARED_ _OUTPOST ZULU_ _AUGUST 15 1961_ _OPERATIVES: CLASSIFIED_ _OBJECTIVES: SECURE COOPERATION OF [REDACTED] BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY_ The door to the cell whined on its track. Supplies...
My Lord, My Slave
Fan ling grinned and turned on her heels, raising her hand to wave behind her, "see you later... 'my lord.'" roken watched the seductive swaying of her hips and tail before she vanished behind the tree line.
The Turning
Uneventful. That had been his day so far. Work in the morning, meetings in the afternoon, and hours of studying all leading to a late dinner. Or at least that was plan. Now dinner for Nathan had turned into a run for his life as a homeless man chased...
Turning the Coach
It was like a light being turned on in his head, illuminating places that'd always been there, but forgotten, like a basement never used, or an attic full of old clothes that no longer fit, furniture long since replaced.
Natalie's Turn
Most of the other students at Cherryvale knew Natalie as that skunk girl who went out to raves, was obviously on drugs all the time, and had some rather wealthy parents. Pretty much the only parts they had right were her species and fondness for...