~~Natasha~~ She coughed. Talking wasn't working too well. Lungs punctured, ribs cracked, and while her vitae was doing its best to heal her so she could talk, the thick liquid caught in her throat and on her tongue. Best she could do was nod when it said Kindred. The beast stood back up, and turned to face its pack. Each put Goliath to shame, and she wince...
I woke up in the morning and turned on the television in our room as I went to take care of the boys. The coverage was wall-to-wall werewolf, and showed no signs of stopping. The security camera footage from the school attack had been leaked to the press, and they hysteria was growing by the hour. The footage itself was horrifying. The entire sequence took...
There sure are some stupid people in the world, man. My name is Raphael Mathieu. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I moved to Toronto last year, after spending ten years in Des Moines, Iowa. I'm a naturalized citizen of the United States, though I'm originally from Northern Haiti. I recently moved to the...
The City of Houston, Texas, is a tough environment for a brother, and if you also happen to be a wolf-man like myself, life can be hell down there. My name is Jacques Saint-Croix, and I'm a newcomer to this town. I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien, northern Haiti, and spent most of my life there. In 2005, at the age of eighteen, I left the island of my bi...
The laws of my people must change. Those are the thoughts running through my head as I run for my life. The name is Albert Saint Preux. Son of RCMP Sergeant Mathieu Saint Preux and schoolteacher Anne D'Avignon. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I am also a Lycanthrope. What you ordinary human folks like...
Let me be your hero, I thought as I gazed upon her as she slept in the Montreal-Nord apartment, on the bed we shared. How lovely she looked. Only five-foot-seven, slim, with light bronze skin, long black hair and light brown eyes. After gazing upon her countless times, I knew every part of her. Every strand of hair, every inch of skin, every touch and every...
Here it is everyone, I hope you like it!! I actually love it, and I took everyones advice and not only did I get an editor, but hows this for length?!? Hehe, anyway this one is massive, and I hope you like it. And super thanks to my awesome editor, and once I learn your screen name you are all over these chapters!! ***************** We threw our graduatio...
My name is Paula Jean-Guillaume. And today is my wedding day. To most young women, it's one of the happiest days of their lives. To me, it's a day of apprehension and uncertainty. Such is the life of a Werewolf in North America. Yeah, that's what I am. Not that you would know unless I told you. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, curvy, with dark brown ski...
~~Jack~~ He hated waiting. People handled waiting differently, and with different degrees of stress. Some people shut down, to save mental energy. Some people shut down because they couldn't handle the stress in general. Some people became antsy, anxious, and volatile. Some people panicked, and started spiraling down ridiculous trains of thought that were...
It never ceases to amaze me, the many misconceptions which humanity has about my species, especially in this day and age. The name is Gabriel Saint-Antoine, and I'm a werewolf. Man, it feels so good to get that off my chest, you got no idea. I was born in the City of Montreal, Quebec, to immigrant parents from Haiti. I wish I could tell you something really...