Nine year old Ian Cale was about to die. The monster that had just butchered his sister turned its wild gaze on him and growled threateningly, displaying row after row of yellowish fangs stained red with blood. Its gore-spattered fur gleamed in the light of the campfire as it took a menacing step towards him, then another. Yes, Ian was about to die. The mon...
Debunk vampire myths, mirror etc. Vampire royal family Chapter 1: My phone's alarm went off, Avicii's Levels blasting out of the tiny but mighty speakers. My serene and restful sleep was ripped away from me. I groaned, opening my eyes and blinking rapidly. "Damn..." I mumbled. The room was bathed in darkness, the sun completely blocked out by my thick cu...
Warning: IF you're looking for a short story or with explicit contents, THIS IS NOT FOR YOU. This story is an original copyright. Any similarity is pure coincidental. Forgery or publishing without the permission of the author is fraudulent. Critics are more than welcomed. This is my first story to be published; please comment freely so I can improve my wr...
Heather Rhodes' POVArrowhead Pack, Roadkill's HouseNew Year's Eve Morning The knock on the door woke me up. It was still dark out, no shock around here where the sunrise wasn't until almost eight in the morning. I was burrowed deep under the heavy comforter with my pillow, and I didn't want to expose my skin to the cold of the room. "What..." "Breakfast is...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not re...
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Chapter 30. Clan-destiny. * * * March Hare Farm Summer 2010. * * * Fiona Bain. The gentle lap of the water was comforting, soothing. I lay face down on the airbed, in the pool, soaking up the afternoon sun. The hand on my ass stroked gently and I turned my head to smile at Cubbie, floating next to me. My Cubbie! I'd loved him almost from the day we'd me...
I would like to thank hcsd1719 for his help in editing and offering encouragement. Again, there are no actual sex scenes, since the main characters are underage. All italics indicate communication through the mental bond. These are the finalists in the contest to name the Miller's Bakery/Coffee shop, post your choice in the comments and the one chosen will...
© 2018 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts her moral right to be identified as the author of this story (although she seriously doesn't think anyone else would want to be identified with writing this insanity anyhow but you never know). This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the expre...
Chapter 1: Don't Croc the Boat If Michael had known his future would have involved rowing a boat... he would have definitely worked more on his upper-body strength. Those crew jocks he remembered from high school all seemed to be practicing for something that would never be useful, like learning how to apply a mustard plaster or stealing cable. But here he...