Werewolf, to you this is a term used to describe a mythical beast portrayed in books, movies, stories of legend, for me Werewolf is my identity and has been for the six years of my life. My brothers and I were born into a family where the wolf is who we are underneath our human skin. Although we wear our human skin, in our home we are wolves, that is who w...
My hour night comes around at last. All day I felt its pull. I knew I had to be far away from Ottawa, Ontario, before the full moon rose. So I boarded the bus to Kanata, and wandered into the vast fields near the town's business center. Everywhere I looked, I saw absolutely no sign of human life. This, only a few dozen miles from the Capital. Wow. At last I...
"Oh, my God! It's beautiful!" The two-story Tudor house and grounds known as Nottingham Green stretched out in front of Amber Whitley and she could do nothing but sigh in response. Everything had been a surprise: the reading of her biological father's will, the financial windfall and now, this gorgeous estate tucked in the fog-laden hills of England. "Why...
He'd been watching her form the corning, sipping his wine as she was escorted to a table and given a menu. A young woman, pretty red hair and a shy smile, wearing a black dress meant to entice. Several times in the next ten minutes, she looked from the menu to the door, expecting someone who was obviously. Smiling, he stood and walked to the small table. "He...
The group stared at Zachary waiting for his response. Helena knew her soul was in the balance, and this man might be her only hope at fully restoring herself. "First of all, Helena you must never be alone," Zachary said. "If he can only influence you and come to you when nobody is around we need to keep him away. By your descriptions it seems like he is get...
(The characters are not my property. They belong to Mutant Enemy and the amazing Joss Whedon. This begins immediately after the last scene of "Not Fade Away".) * "Why do they always have to make speeches?" Angel asked himself, through the aches and pains that defined his world right now. In the movies they do that so that the good guy can get rescued at th...
PREFACE The following is a "true story of my imagination" and inspired by a rather low-budget movie called Dark Wolf, about a super-breed werewolf terrorizing a city in search of his mate. In the movie, there is a scene where a photographer is holding a photo shoot of two models on a city rooftop. The models are painted from head-to-toe and start posing to...
Vampire politics, I thought to myself with disgust as I looked at my would-be executioner, Cain Tremblay. The tall, red-haired and alabaster-skinned vampire whom I've known for ages lay on the ground, bleeding and spent but not quite dead. Not just yet. We were in Ottawa's Vanier Parkway, right by the water, on a quiet summer night. Looking at me with a fera...
Thirteen Years Earlier Clia ran along through the woods, her short legs working hard to get over the hills as she chased the woodpecker from tree to tree. It led her further and further into the forest that lay behind her parent's house on the edge of the Pack compound. In the excitement of the chase, she lost her sense of direction. When she finally gave u...
Maria Wilson checked herself once more in the mirror of her rundown efficiency apartment. From her reflection she could see the small toddler mattress that she curled up on at night laying in the corner. It was the only piece of furniture in the room. Her spare set of clothes was stuffed into a large Wal-Mart bag. As for her own reflection. She had tied he...