Disclaimer: I have tried to make sure my historical information is correct and I'd like to think I haven't offended any Native Americans peoples with the telling of this tale. I am 1/8th Cherokee and am proud of that heritage. I'm not trying to show any Native Americans in a bad light... that is not my intention. Author's Note: The English-Cheyenne word tra...
Little Red Riding Hood wasn’t the sweet innocent she is written about in fairy tales passed down from one generation to the next. This is the real story of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. Little Red Riding Hood was a little foxy lady of 21. She knew how to vamp, be a tramp with all the woodsmen, trolls and elves in the forest that lead to her...
The new moon was barely visible in the sky as he dropped his bags unceremoniously to the ground and thrust his hands into the pockets of his jeans, looking for his house keys. It would be a nice night for a run and he was anxious to release some of the stress that had managed to accumulate over the past few weeks of his mission. It had been hard being away f...
Tracey leaned against the wall of the dressing room, one knee bent forward from her boot planted on the wall behind her. "So a pair of scissors huh, you almost pissed yourself over something like that?" Leo glared at the wolf while sitting in the makeup chair. "I didn't p-!" His mouth snapped shut as the pink-haired llama doing his second layer, grabbed his...
My Dear readers, in my werewolf tale, the existence of werewolves is known by humans. My heroine Juliana Macon, who became the beautiful young Alpha, is now the one chosen by Luna, to lead the Tribe of the Were Packs and Prides located in the Southeastern portion of North America, into modern times. That being said, Luna wasn't particularly interested in...
Author Notes: Yes, I know.....still got other fics that are currently in process on this site, but this new tale seemed to take on a whole life of its own. So, I decided to post the first chapter. Thanks to each and every one of you, who take the time to at least check it out!. Funny thing is, I originally planned for it to be a follow-up to Under His Spell...
Chapter 16 A fat wet tongue licked the side of Lucy's face. She opened her eyes, realizing she must have fainted. Standing inches above her was a giant black wolf. The creature must have been twice the size of other wolves she had seen on TV. Its fur was shiny and thick. It had massive paws positioned on either side of her head. And it had intelligent...
The silvery light of another full moon splashed across length of Sandy's naked back and the swell of her rounded buttocks. She stared out the window sightlessly at the full moon where it sat in the dark sky, taunting her with its silent perfection and indifference. Her eyes were dry, she had cried out all of her tears several full moons ago. She had dropped...
(A special thanks to Mystic-Arrival, not just for editing but for putting her special touch in this story. Thanks a million S~) Gray Hawk and Little Dove lay under the sparse shade of the thin tree in the meadow of knee high grass and wild flowers. The distant snow capped mountains offered no coolness to the sun's warmth as it rose. Lying there together wra...
*** From Aveline Erickana Ruben's diary: 8th October 2008, 8.00 AM, my bed. I skipped school. Avvie From Carinelle Hynes Thorn's diary: 8th October 2008, 9.30 PM, the living room. Why did I let Avvie skipped school? With regret, Carrie. From Aveline Erickana Ruben's diary: 8th October 2008, 8.20 AM, sprawled on the bedroom floor. I couldn't take...