Varcon Car Trackers Stories

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Parent-Teacher Conference Ch. 07

by NymphWriter on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The Bathing Room My eyes fluttered open. I was in the white room again. The metal bands were gone. I looked around and saw Iman walking toward me. "Hi Doc," I whispered. "Welcome back Alexis Perry," she said. "Did it work?" I asked. "Yes Alexis Perry," she said, "I do believe it worked. How do you feel?" "Better," I said, and I knew that I did. "What wa...

Superhuman: This Is Why I'm Hot!

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman

My name is Jeremy Saint Pierre. A six-foot-three, kind of chubby but still handsome, short-haired black man with dark brown skin and pale brown eyes. At first glance, I seem like any minority youth in the big city. Strolling down the street in my black leather jacket, red T-shirt, blue jeans and Texan-style black boots. I'm thrice a minority, folks. And not...

Parent-Teacher Conference Ch. 18

by NymphWriter on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Answers The article in the local paper read, "Teacher and Roommate Killed in Freak Car Accident." I smiled as I read my own obituary. It was more detailed than Lara's but then again, Lara Stone only really lived on Earth for a year, where I had been here my whole life. The paper reported that we were on our way to visit friends in the local mountains, when...

Parent-Teacher Conference Ch. 15

by NymphWriter on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Meeting His Parents I woke with a start. Something was wrong and I knew it. I had been in this "hospital" room now for about three days. I visited Oliver about five times a day, for my one-hour period with Lara guarding my door to ensure I got every minute of my hour. Yet, for some reason, I knew that deep in my gut, something was wrong. The alarms no longe...

First Vampire World War

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman

Have you noticed that in the movies, the tale is always told from the so-called good guy's viewpoint and the bad guy never gets to tell his side of the story? Well, my name is Raphael Jean Charlemagne and I am here to rectify this grievous oversight. I was born in Cap-Haitien, on the northern coast of the island of Haiti on February 3, 1812, and in the summe...

Vampire King of Ghana

by Samuelx on Feb 13, 2018
NonHuman

The City of Montreal reminds me of home, for numerous reasons. Quebec is about as different from West Africa as can be, but with so many dark-skinned faces all around me, I feel at home. It's not easy being an African man in this world, and it's even harder to be an African blood sucker. I'm back in town after a long hiatus, and came home to the aftermath of...

The Tides Of War Pt. 09

by RobinLane on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 35 The next morning David opened the rifle cases that Martin had brought, and gazed at the workmanship off each rifle. Their balance was amazing coming up to his shoulder like an extension off his body. The deep lustre off the figured mahogany furniture with its chequered pistol grip and cheek rest made it a weapon off beauty. David had a gun cabin...

Vampires and Werewolves in Jamaica

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

"Rise and shine, sleeping ugly, it's feeding time," came the Guardsman's grating voice, and the vampire rose from the death-like sleep that ensnared all of his kind during the daylight hours. Even in this cell, deep underground, surrounded by steel and concrete, he could feel the light of the sun shining above. Sighing, he rose and stretched, then looked at...

Eden Ch. 03

by Ladybee23 on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman

CHAPTER 3: Escape and Evade -----I find myself running through a forest again. The Cathedral Forest. This is the eighth time I've had this dream, so I've learned to recognize the difference between the hazy, indistinct details of my normal dreams and the vibrant realistic details of this world. I'm starting to suspect that this is more than a dream, but I...

The Last of the White Tigers Ch. 05

by telanna on Sep 15, 2017
NonHuman

Donovan wakes up growling. 'Who is this girl I am dreaming about? Luna she smells so good.' Stretching and laying there on his pillow he watches the sun stream throw the curtain. The phone beside the bed starts to ring and he reaches for it. "This is Donavon. I will be down shortly." Hanging the phone up and jumping out of bed to head into the bathroom t...