Damon Jones is the name and supernatural adventure is the nature of my game. Who am? Just your average, everyday, six-foot-five, dark-skinned African-American male werewolf living in the big city. There are lots of werewolves in the city of Boston. We're doctors, lawyers, cops, athletes, thugs, college students, businessmen, firefighters, etc. You name it...
It had been several days since I'd had my little run-in with Katherine, and since then I'd made my way up to the northern coasts of my homeland, following a few travelers who smelled an awful lot like wolves. It had struck me as a bit too strange to ignore. After all, I couldn't be the only werewolf in Francia, and it would be interesting if I could find a...
When one door closes, another one opens, isn't that the popular saying? That's how I choose to look at my current situation. I came to the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario, a while ago and I honestly hated the place and didn't want to be there. And then I enrolled at Carleton University, made lots of friends across racial, religious and cultural backgroun...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are over eighteen years of age. All characters are figures of the author's imagination. ++++++++++ The first thing Cameron realized after he woke and regained his senses was he still hurt. He could breathe now, but his ribs were tender to the touch and his body ached all over. The second thing was th...
The lunch was exquisite, and his waitress even more so. 'Liz Brannigan,' her name tag read. Derek Talbot watched her through hooded eyes as he finished his steak salad. She was petite and slender, barely five feet tall, with a slim waist and narrow hips. Her figure was almost boyish, which he found quite stimulating. Her breasts were nicely sized, and roun...
Emile looked at Jack, who watched his Alpha run into the woods. "That... could have gone better," he said wryly. Emile sighed and wrapped her arms around Jack, resting her head on his shoulder. It felt strange to be alone in the Alpha's home, but it didn't seem to bother Jack at all. "So what do we do now?" Jack pulled Emile tight, content to just breathe...
-The Full Moon Retreat- Episode: The First Search and Rescue Mission Chapter 9: The ultimatum... To the reader: Boy! What a week this has been! First, a hardware crash, fixed that. Then before I could catch my breath, Mozilla updates Firefox and it clashes with Norton Identity Protection and that starts crashing my system. Enough! Well... I didn't "fee...
"Only those willing to walk through the dark night will be able to see the beauty of the moon and the brilliance of the stars." -Socrates Villegas There are things that go bump in the night. Vampires, bloodsucking beings of the dark. Werewolves, bestial beings of the moonlight. They have lived alongside humans throughout history. Well known during...
February, 1807 "Excuse me, sir, but I've lost my papa," came the lilting voice from the dark outside the tavern near Tczew. The soldier had just finished urinating and tapped off when he heard her. He peered into the darkness, trying to find the source of such music. "Who's there? Show yourself!" he said, as he tucked himself back into his pants. She ste...
Chapter 9 Confrontations in Wolf's Black Forest Hamlet It hadn't been easy. In fact it was the hardest thing she'd ever done. Gretchen desperately needed to mate with Wolf. Her body and soul demanded it of her. But necessity delayed it. Again. At least she could watch the mating of her two lovers. Sitting on the wooden chair beside the bed, her pants and...