How Do You Spell Eight Hundred In Russian Stories

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Order of Protection Ch. 40-43

by partwolf on Sep 12, 2018
NonHuman

I must have been dreaming, that was the only explanation. I saw her die. I broke as my mate was taken violently from me. This can't be real. I felt the tingles on my cheek, I smelled her scent as I lay there on the bottom of the boat. I opened my eyes, her jean-clad thighs under my left cheek, her boots against the seat opposite us as she sat on the...

ΔV Pt. 14

by DragonCobolt on Dec 2, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Lucas sat on the bridge of the Enterprise and frowned at the orbital chart. He was reminded, obscurely, of one of the many shitty 20th and 21st century spec-fic shows that Helen had crammed down his eyes during the long, slow, stately voyage to Arcadia. It felt like a thousand years before, like a lifetime ago. It was a time where magic was relegated to vids...

Order of Protection Ch. 49-53

by partwolf on Sep 11, 2018
NonHuman

Two Weeks Later Alpha Yuri's POV I threw my glass at the television, shattering the screen as glass shards exploded onto the Pack members in my conference room. "Coast Guard and FBI Call Off Search for Jessie Donato's Remains," the CNN crawl says as they interview a former FBI agent on what it all means. The search had been hampered by bad weather and de...

The Winter Doll

by polyphemus on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

A/N: Thanks to Sensha for help editing and to Joey for the inspiration. * Prologue He looked sick, his head bowed over the table. When Prince Yusupov returned to the basement room, the monk had his head down. Yusopov just came from upstairs, where he had talked with the other conspirators. "Will this man not die," they said. Yusupov had long suspected tha...

ΔV Pt. 12

by DragonCobolt on Dec 10, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The undead marching down the winding road that cut through the reclamation zone glowed like purple torches to Cinder -- visible clearly to her dark adapted, magic sensitive eyes. She leaned against the small, wooden doorframe of the cottage and heard Markova cursing under her breath and the labored breathing of Kaleb. That sound, that sound of raspy, crinkli...

The Pirate King Ch. 13

by nakamook on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

This is part of an ongoing series - if you find yourself here without reading the rest, I highly recommend you go back and read the rest of the series. We'll still be here when you get back:) Alternate title: long live the fucking king Short chapter this week, just needed to collect the kids and get them on the road. A bit more lore, a bit more world build...

A Good Black Man in Boston

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Sometimes I think Ivan is just not the right name for a Black guy, man. I ought to know, especially given that my name is Ivan Chekov. I was born in the City of Alexandrov, deep within the Russian Federation. My father, Andrei Chekov, is a White dude of Russian descent, and my mother Rosalind Adewale was Black, of Nigerian descent. She died giving birth to m...

ΔV Pt. 08

by DragonCobolt on Nov 12, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

If he had been asked, two weeks ago, the Librarian would have been shocked and offended at the intimation that he had anything in common with elves. He'd have bristled, wriggled his facial tentacles, and radiated a low level sense of offended, cattish disdain for the entire day. Librarian had been selected, after all, as the majordomo of Lord Winsom's estate...

Order of Protection Ch. 75-78

by partwolf on Oct 31, 2018
NonHuman

Javier's POV I had survived many battles in my years. I had fought in wars, both human and werewolf, and I had seen things that I kept buried deep in my mind where my mate would never find them. Still, I had never seen a scene like this, and I had never felt such pride in the men and women who were in my Pack. The dead men who lay in pieces around the shre...

Order of Protection Ch. 58-61

by partwolf on Sep 18, 2018
NonHuman

Alpha Sven's POV I walked out of the Pack House with my mate at my side, holding hands as we looked out on the aftermath of war. Wounded wolves were making their way back, the nurses doing triage, taking the seriously injured in first. First aid kits were open everywhere, as warriors tended to their own using their first responder training. We walked amo...