Saturday dawns cloudy still and the pack wakes to normalcy, save for one thing - the Ross wolf that remained guarded and chained in the back building. Erich woke alone in his bed and found he missed the small warm soft presence that had been Madeline. He was going to have to petition the Tucker Alpha to bring her into Wyeth, even if only for a week or so....
She should have been beautiful. She was a petite brunette of twenty-three of 5'2". Her shoulder length, auburn hair framed a delicate elfin face with green eyes, a button nose and a pair of soft, ruby-red lips. Her figure was slim, yet had all the curves in the right places covered by a short sleeved T-shirt and a knee length denim skirt. She should have b...
"Come on, David, just jump before we get caught." "Ana, are you crazy? You know that if anyone finds out about this we're both dead." "We're not even completely naked. And what's the use of breaking into the school's swimming pool if we're not going to take advantage of it? Are you being a chicken?" "No." "Then get your ass in the pool, David." "My dad...
Nathan held the shimmering stone in his hand. He was feeling pretty stupid right about now. Why the hell had he bought this damn thing anyway? Was he seriously desperate or just plain gullible enough to believe what the eBay seller's description had said? A stone that granted a wish? He had stumbled across the eBay page a week ago, on one of his nightly in...
I moved through the forest quietly, like my training had taught me. This wasn't training, this was for real. He focused on following Derek's path through the trees and undergrowth. "Stay with me and don't do anything unless I tell you," the older warrior told him through the bond. "Yes sir," I replied. I couldn't afford to screw anything up my first time o...
This is a work of fiction. All characters and incidents portrayed and names within are fictitious and any similarity to the name, character or history of any person is entirely coincidental. All places mentioned are only used to provide a framework, not to imply anything in this story actually occurred in those places. Although everyone is a fiction of our i...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
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She woke up from a bad-dream nap, the taste of metal filings in her mouth; it was always like that, with repairs underway. The whole ship was filthy, with epoxy and fresh weld seams everywhere amid a constant stink of ozone. The message chime sounded again, and Pixy dragged her head across the pillow to look incoherently at the plot repeater mounted to the h...
Author Notes: The Perspectives Series was created as a study of how our perception of people and events is largely influenced by our point of view. As you read the distinct stories of these characters, and become more invested in their lives, your perception of them and their situations will likely change. There are four novels in this collection, with th...