Hospital Werewolves University Tunnel Stories

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A Haitian Werewolf's Diary

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

I can't remember the last time I dated a female from my community, and honestly, that's just fine by me. My name is Antoine Leonard Joseph, and I'm a young Black man living in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. I was born in 1987 on the island of Haiti, but moved to the Confederation of Canada with my family in 1990. I've lived here ever since. We fle...

Death's Favorite Soldier

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

The call of the night is simply irresistible when you are what I happen to be. Seriously. My name is Jefferson Dean and I am a Proto-Vampire. As far as I know, I'm the only Proto-Vampire who still walks the planet Earth. I've seen vampires and other supernatural creatures but I've never encountered another one like myself. It makes for a boring existence but...

Death's Favorite Soldier Ch. 02

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

Hello, there. Jefferson Dean here. A big and tall young black man who became a Proto-Vampire and a worker for Thanatos, the God of Death shortly after I began my education at Northeastern University in the city of Boston. Yeah, that's my story in a nutshell. A lot has happened to me since then. For starters, I've discovered much about the world and about my...

The First SaR Mission Ch. 08

by PerryNormal on Sep 19, 2017
NonHuman

-The Full Moon Retreat- Episode: The First Search and Rescue Mission Chapter 8: Decisions made... To the reader: Well, dear readers, my 'take away' from chapter 7 is that the re-write was worth the effort, based upon the nice increase in the rating. Thank you. So, I shall try to 'write out' the character flags on future chapters, if I can manage the tim...

A Vampire in Ottawa

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

I wonder what today's humans would think if they knew that my kind were real and walk among them daily. Seriously. Considering the hoopla that chicks make about vampires as a genre today, do you think we'd be welcomed with open arms or hunted down and slaughtered? I'm leaning towards the latter because of my experience with human beings. The name is Luc Sain...

Black Werewolves in North America

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

The sun rose over the City of Montreal, Quebec. It found Adam Des-Bois sound asleep. The young brother yawned and stretched in his king-sized bed. The guy was honestly and sincerely dead tired. All six feet four inches and two hundred and sixty three pounds of him. In the eyes of the world, he was many things. Quarterback of the Concordia University men's va...

My Little Ventrue Pt. 03 Ch. 13

by NovusAnimus on Mar 26, 2019
NonHuman

~~Jack~~ "No!" Fiona got up from the corner by the rubble. In all the chaos and commotion, Jack hadn't noticed, but she'd been hiding. Perfectly understandable, he'd be hiding too if he hadn't nearly died twice before; already becoming jaded, ha. But Fiona, normally smiling and bouncing, ran over to Damien, and stood beside him as she pointed her hands at t...

Afro-Caribbean Wolf Man

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

When one door closes, another one opens, isn't that the popular saying? That's how I choose to look at my current situation. I came to the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario, a while ago and I honestly hated the place and didn't want to be there. And then I enrolled at Carleton University, made lots of friends across racial, religious and cultural backgroun...

Black Werewolf/Arab Princess

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I honestly don't think prejudice will ever go away, man. My name is Jean-Pierre Clarence. I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti, but raised in the town of Miami, State of Florida. I'm a U.S. citizen who's never forgotten his Haitian roots. By the way, I'm also a Werewolf. I have the ability to transform myself into a wolf. The type t...

Aboriginal Australian Werewolf

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Another night, another kill. Once the moon is high up in the sky, I can shed my disguise. I don't know why but the moonlight makes it easier to shift from one form to another. I could feel the full moon coming, since several days ago. It pulled at me like a magnet pulling on metal. And I cannot resist it any more than the sun could refuse to rise. Thus, I be...