After reading a few comments I decided to go back and re-read this story. I was a little horrified. So I have revised it while keeping the story the same. I hope you find it easier to enjoy. Let me know :) ------------ Her entire life, Lyra had heard the stories. Stories of wild cats that can make themselves look like people. Some call them shifters, other...
A/N: First and foremost I'd like to thank all of my readers who have waited patiently for this chapter. Thank you for sending all your encouraging feedbacks and messages. It helped me get off my butt and continue Rance and Alex story. And of course, I want to thank my ever helpful and awesome editor Lunarosa. Thanks for your time and help with the story, a...
Luc woke in the middle of the night stiff and achy. "What the hell?" he wondered. As he tried to stretch, he remembered. Duke, the attach, Meg and the family meeting. "Damn, what a day," he thought. Luc went to roll over, but Meg was snuggled up tight to his right side. Luc scooted back, stretched a bit more and then curled up around her. He was back asleep...
Calvin stared down at his plate. It was the same as always. Some sort of gruel made of leftovers and mixed with vitamins. It kept them alive, but they never got full. They were never truly satisfied. Every once in a while, their clients would feed them. He hated that he longed for those moments. Tasting real food, sweet things, salty things, was such a treat...
(Chapter One - Logan) Life as I knew it was over. In the last two days, I had claimed my fated mated and had almost immediately lost her. I was working as a bouncer at the bar where my mate, Cindy, was working. But I had really been hired by her boss to look out for her, because she was a shape shifter like me. Well...not the same animal as me. I'm a tige...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not re...
A/N: I'd want to apologize for the long wait to this chapter. My muse took a hiatus. Thank you all, my faithful readers, for being patient with me and for sending me your comments and feedbacks, while I was in a lull. Once more I want to thank my wonderful editors: Lunarosa and Mapili50 for their assiduous and priceless help in this chapter. Enjoy! Chapt...
This is part 2 of the very long writing spree. Good times and bad in this section, so I am not responsible for your Kleenex bills. Once again, thank you Mazuri, Mokkelke, Wolf and the readers on my blog that have helped shape this story. Please remember to vote and comment. Jaisen 1952 "George! You as bad your Papa, that damn Henry!" yelled Brian. "You no...
Early the next morning Max was up and cautiously peering out of her room on the third floor. She was wearing a pair of loose fitting jeans and a guys tee shirt, which she had found in one of the drawers. She was a little disoriented and couldn't remember the way Grey had led her to the room. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the night before. They had...
Passion Moore was shopping in the local convenience store when she heard the news. She and her best friend, Spectre Oaken, were preparing for a fun evening filled with watching videos and pigging out on pop corn and enough candy to rot their teeth. "Ooh we so have to watch Titanic." Spectre said, brushing her blonde fringe out of her eyes, which were a lig...