"Hey Sensara! Wait a minute!" Ryna exclaimed as Sensara dragged him towards the exit of the building. She simply ignored him and pulled him further. They were close to the exit when she seemed to change her mind, pulling him into an open office and shut the door. "Huh? I thought you were hell-bent on leaving," Ryna asked, so confused it wasn't even funny. S...
The sun rose over the City of Calgary, Alberta, and as usual, Hakim Winston rose with it. Shooting a disgusted look at the body lying next to his, he left his bed, and went to the nearby washroom. Looking in the mirror, he grimaced as he saw what looked back at him. A six-foot-tall, brawny and muscular young man with light brown skin, curly hair and lime-gre...
She knew nothing of bathroom scales, or diets, or why they might exist. It wouldn't have mattered if she did. In her world, knowledge of that kind had no value. Neither did the words "maybe or might be". Things either were…or were not. She was either, hungry, or not, thirsty, or not--alive or not. Being large for her kind would help her stay alive, the knowl...
The thing wrapped around his ankle. Every foot kick was slowed down. With mild panic, he yanked his foot until it slipped off and disappeared into the vastness of the water around him. All he could see from the netherworld beneath his neck was a blue-green surface. Tiles of blue-green were separated by white lines of foam, some simply ripples running through...
Good morrow, fine reader! I am to be your humble narrator and am also the unRedeemed Spirit of the Captain of the pirate slaver, "Saint Veronica", forced to wander the world still and share my tales. For your mind's-eye view, I was six feet tall, broad of shoulder and powerful. My black hair matched my dark Portuguese complexion; faulted only by the blue ey...
Sitting inside the Carleton University Library, staring at her image on the screen, he felt himself moved beyond words. All semester long he had been prowling the bars, clubs, chat rooms and shopping centers of the metropolis for the right gal. Black women, White women, Hispanic women, he'd been with them all. Hell, he'd even been with a guy or two. Sex held...
Chapter Three Thonos blinked his eyes; the garden lay deserted, but he watched for a time as a cat crept about, looking for a place to lie down, perhaps looking for one of the streams or pools of water to drink from. Thonos never slept now B the Malavide did not need a great deal of sleep anyway, and as they grew older their need for sleep vanished complet...
You are the white wolf Sifr of Stonetalon. Six feet long (not measuring your tail) and two and a half feet tall, no other predators dare challenge a beast such as you. Legend amongst the few native denizens still remaining in the area. Stories tell of your uncanny intelligence and voracious appetite, a reputation you’ve carefully nurtured over the course of...
To Lord Reynard's Fancy readers, please be patient as I edit and re-write, my disability has been rearing its ugly head. Enjoy this much shorter multi-part story for now. This story is dedicated to my partner, who hates junk science on wolves. Remember to rate and comment, I am always encouraged by your kind or constructively critical words. Thanks! - Rosam...
It was night. Night was his element. But, it was also theirs. Michael Stone felt absolutely comfortable in the dark. He knew his way around in it. He could see through it, hear around it, and feel beyond it. And, because the vampire hunted at night, Stone hunted as well. Michael pulled the rental car into a parking lot a few blocks from the WaterWorks. He a...