Detective Sarah Hauser of the Johannesburg Metropolitan Police Department sighed deeply as she watched the medical tech zip up the body bag. There goes another one, she thought grimly. The body belonged to Claire Adewale, a Nigerian-born and Oxford-educated businesswoman working for Excelsior Enterprises here in Gauteng. Just like all the others, Adewale's b...
My name is Jason Templar. Yeah, I know. I get the Knight Templar joke all the time. Whatever. Tonight, I'm doing a solitary vigil. I'm back in my old neighborhood for the first time in four years. I haven't set foot in that corner of the City of Ottawa, Ontario, ever since I became a Vampire. There is a fool going around destroying Houses of Worship. He's do...
Good morning, folks. How's life treating you? My name is Bruce Portman and I'm a young black man from the town of Milton, Massachusetts. Many people who know me say that I am doing too much, too soon. Why? Because I'm a young man who believes in sticking up for his rights wherever he goes. I don't pay them any mind. If I were a young woman who spoke her mind...
He lifted his nose and sniffed again. Padding silently through the trees, he followed her scent. Yes, there she was. Waiting for him, without knowing he was even a possibility. *** It had been a long struggle, but she was finally starting to get stronger. Vickie Stark finished chemo early last December. Now it was the end of May and she was getting restles...
a big thanks to anyone that has voted or left comments all are appreciated and again a huge thanks to my editor. * Damien drew his sword as he jumped to my side. He said "Sara stay next to me." I wasn't going to argue with him. Matthew and the rest of the clan were around the outer edge of the circle formed by the stones. I could hear a lot of yelling an...
~~Damien~~ As the night went on, two things were becoming painfully clear. First, that the hunters were either not in the tunnel, or hiding terribly well. Second, that working with Fiona was extremely distracting. It wasn't that Fiona was too juvenile to focus, or too bubbly to... not bubble around everywhere, but rather Damien's own mind not being able to...
"Mwen se yon lou garou," I said calmly, looking right into my boyfriend Marcelin Etienne's chestnut eyes as the words left my mouth. Just like that, I betrayed my people's code of secrecy. I just told my boyfriend that I am a Werewolf. The two of us sat inside Renedad Restaurant, a nice little Haitian eatery located in the east end of metropolitan Ottawa, On...
~~Beatrice~~ She slipped on her boots and stepped out of her alcove, her little cave in a cave. "Going out?" Aaron said. "Yeah, just to hang with Julias's childe." "Right right, making friends with Invictus." She shrugged and gave the man a little push on the shoulder. "The Circle is small. Carthians and Invictus are huge. We're not at war with them you...
"Hey bro, you walk around here like you think you're the man," came a voice, and I turned around, wondering who was addressing me. It was a rainy Friday morning in the suburb of Barrhaven, Ontario. Not just any Friday morning, mind you, but El Cinco De Mayo. I'd just had breakfast at the local Tim Horton's, consisting of a nice egg and cheese sandwich, overl...
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