Transformation CYOA 2: Dragon
You decide to take a closer look at the dragon altar. Despite the Mayan architecture, the statue is not designed at all like Quetzalcoatl you've witnessed before. Quetzalcoatl was depicted more as a winged serpent, whereas this is a Western,...
Transformation CYOA
You drink in a deep lungful of air, closing your eyes to further enjoy the smell of Spring all around you. After last night's storm, the scents of moss and trees and the songs of exotic birds fill the air. You open your eyes as you exhale. Golden rays...
An Assassin's Tale Chapter 2: Surprises
Judging by the scent of meat and territorial markings, I couldn't have been more than a few miles away from the camp when I sensed that something was wrong. I knew I was in the right place, but there was a new smell that I had never experienced...
The Plan
People have plans for everything. They plan everything from social outings, to construction products, to weddings, to career paths. There are plans for escaping fires and tornadoes, and even for armed robberies. But for all these plans, something...
Dragon Transformation story
Salthanath had always loved the crisp, cool air of the mountains, but being here in Sweden was beyond stunning. There was almost no one else around this early in the morning, and the view as the golden sun slowly crept down the snowy peaks was unlike...
Raptors love Torture
At the edge of the forest, a few estranged human soldiers prepared to make their last stand. They had taken up residence in a long-abandoned fort, their last chance for survival. All day they worked, rebuilding the wooden fence that had once enclosed...
Random Fight Scene
I was cornered, outnumbered, and exhausted, but most of all... I was pissed. I'd given these humans a chance at friendship, and like the rest of the damned species, they'd tried to stab me in the back, quite literally. I snarled fiercely, baring my...
An Assassin's Tale Chapter 1: A Return Home
"I already told you, I'm not taking any more jobs. Find someone else for this one." I was speaking with Raleigh, one of my regular customers, in a small café, trying to avoid taking on another contract. The money was good, as always, but I hadn't...
From the Journal of Blayze EmberScales (Prologue)
It is customary among my people to tell one's life story before reaching death. Most of us die violent deaths at a relatively young age, so it is common to begin keeping a journal upon reaching adulthood. Even as I begin to recount my tale here, I...