A Certain Class

Light flickered over the windshield as I drove along the tree-covered drive. It was the sort of thing that always made my eyes hurt, but it was nice, too. I kept driving -- I had just cut out of work for lunch and a break was sorely needed. My ears...

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A Family Affair

Lara watched Mason rolling in a dead squirrel and knew her day had just gotten a lot more complicated. The wolf bitch flicked her ears, watching the four-legged husky rolling with utter abandon in the carcass which had to be several days old. She...

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Ch1: Landing Hard

Respectability sucks, Rhia reflected as she flipped through cargo postings. She was currently enjoying the glamorous trappings of that life, such as being tucked into the booth of a cheap bar a good half hour's walk from the port where her ship was...

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Tokyo Tension - Radio Edit

"Ohayo gozaimasu!" The two raccoons behind the front desk bowed in unison. Rick ducked his head as he stepped up to the desk and set his bag down. It was chest-height for the clerks, but as a six-foot-tall wolf, he felt like he was looming. "Uh, thank...

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Gate-Keeper

"Transport CH-42, this is Tannman Control. Please advance to transport position and state your mass." Ren scratched behind one of his large, triangular ears and keyed in a course to jump position, then answered. "Tannman Control, CH-42. Roger, moving...

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Small Town Charms

With all the time he'd spent on a horse, Connor thought that he'd have become accustomed to how long twelve miles could feel. Certainly, he'd covered longer distances in a day, but the weather seemed determined to make up for the distance. It had been...

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Diplomatic Amenities

Captain Connor Wallace received his orders with his breakfast. He stuffed his nose in a mug of coffee to drink in the dark, rich scents of the brew, savoring its purity. One thing he could say for diplomatic escort duties, he got to drink the good...

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Enough

Blaufeld, in southern Indiana, is the middle of goat-fucking nowhere. Kyle knew it, Bill knew it, and now the distributor at the other end of the phone knew it, too. Not that Kyle thought the guy was surprised; he was sure to have looked it up when...

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Relatively Easy

The train rumbled and roared its way through the tunnel and up into the light, rising from underground to elevated tracks. Inside the car, the swaying bounced the window into Archer's head, jolting the collie out of a daze. Just another dull ache in a...

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This Rock

"Look, John, ain't neither of us gettin' off this rock anytime soon, so why don't you just cool your heels and let me work?" Helena Dunham, coywolf bitch and damned fine engineer, she was not the least shy to admit, glared at John until she was sure...

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Going Home

Her sister's new car rolled smoothly down George Street. Jen patted the dash fondly; it was a '52 Ford Victoria, and her sister had made special arrangements to loan her the car for a few days while she was in town. It might have been last year's...

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Hostage

Mike woke to the scent of lavender. It was so overwhelming that he had to pause to take stock of what his senses could tell him. Seemed like smelling was out. He tried to yawn and found his muzzle bound shut. His tongue was heavy in his mouth, like...

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