*Sorry for the delay, I was on a weekend trip and I wasn't able to write for a few days. All characters are 18+* * Adriel slept. The new addition to Christopher's household was exhausted, and moments after their brief friendly 'conversation' he had started crying again. Christopher didn't know where Adriel had come from, how old he was, or even if he was...
********************************* The world became frigid once more, covered with snow and ice from relentless storms. Cold flakes burned his face, threatening to melt away his white mask, scrape off the clinging lipstick. But no matter how furious the weather became, Sajery sat on the same bench he sat on ten years ago where he first watched his Kichay dan...
Sorry to be taking so long between each chapter, I'm sort of in a block right now. ***** Chapter 60: Scars of Rebuke Arnaav peers over a reef as he signals ahead, hearing a marlin several feet away. His survival-knife spear quivers slightly in his little grip as he signals again. He meeped a little as signals again. And again. Once more, he sent a signal...
Author's Note: Hopefully if you're reading this series for the first time you will have noticed on my profile page a note begging you not to read chapter 2B if you were looking for a continuation. If you didn't happen to, I'm sorry. I hope you enjoy the new chapters anyway, as they pick up from the end of chapter 2. Thanks again to Tap04950 for your editin...
Note for this chapter - my werewolves have a non-stereotypical trait in that they're not allergic to silver, instead they are allergic to iron. I've decided that my werewolves are a species of fey/Faery so iron is more logical then silver. Thanks yet again to you guys that are still reading this and giving me comments and encouragement! It means a lot and...
DISCLAIMER: This is a fictional story that includes gay references and gay sex. It also includes references to religion. If it is illegal for you to be reading stories that include gay references or if your under age please stop now. If you take religion seriously then either stop reading now or take the ideas in this story for what they are: just a story an...
Why on God's green earth am I being transferred to a school for shifters. I'm just a typical human on a bit of the small side, I'm 5'5, skinny with faded muscles and I weight about 115 lbs. Pathetic right, I'll be some shifter's protein shake the moment they catch my scent. They said I'll only be there for 3 months, something about improving human/shifter...
+++++ Author's note: The events of this story follow the events of the previously published story "Runt and Giant", though it's more of a spin-off than a true sequel. +++++ Tanner was starting wish his sense of smell wasn't as good as it was. As a lycanthrope, he had plenty of strong qualities: muscle, speed, the ability to think on his feet, but h...
I moaned as Xe'Trygg moved down my body; his silky body caressing every inch of mine. Every time he moved he kissed me, his forked tongue flickered out to caress. As he moved to my belly button he kissed and investigated it. Dipping his tongue in and out, tickling my stomach and making me ache. "W-what are you doing?" I asked. I have had lovers before, but...
Alex I've never been happy, my life was just like me: shitty. I am one of those smart people who against the odd end up being losers with shitty job. Or in my case: dangerous job. Everybody thought I was going to be a successful businessman, a lawyer or a doctor. I could have been. But fate decided against it, so now here I was: a professional killer, whose...