Night is the Time for Killing
## Night is the Time for Killing. Inspector Quinn loves coffee. Cappuchino, espresso, cortado - just give him a decent cup of joe and he'll love it with a passion that makes you suspect him of being secretly French. Only, I don't have hard proof to...
The Chronicles of Jason Vann: The Case of the Melted Fox
_Jason Vann, an anthropomorphised German Shepherd, is called in to investigate a grisly death in a smelting factory. It all seems too simple to be an accident, and from the employees' differing accounts to the mounting evidence, Jason slowly becomes...
Eyewatch: Fider Fox
Eyewatch: Fider Fox "So... this is chaos realm then, huh?" I started, firing off the silent conversation as the rest of my unit stared at me before breaking off and looked upon the horizon. I frowned, folding my wings behind me, and exhaled...
The werewolf Chase
The Werewolf Chase By: Lu-Man You can listen to me read this to you on my YouTube channel: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FAcKF8qcSz4](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FAcKF8qcSz4) ...
EyeWatch: Dollar Snap
EyeWatch: Dollar Snap "Ling." I turned around and looked behind myself. Spotting two old friends who had decided to join us, I smiled warmly and replied to them. "Kyro, Zander. How are you two? What are you guys doing here first of all."...
Cry Me a Murder (Part Two) : The Shoe that Fits
I stomped towards the exit of the Oakfort police station with a plane ticket to Mexico in my pocket and the taste of sour bile in my mouth. "Damn you, Quinn" I cursed. I had a feeling the inspector had somehow manipulated me into going on this...
Murder at the Speed of Life. (Part 5) Mean Gene W24
Walking down the Lakeview district always makes me uneasy. You can tell the people here are well off, by the way they walk, the way they dress and the way they see right through you, without ever making eye contact. That's why I feel out of place the...
Murder at the Speed of Life. (Part 2) Death Drove a Pontiac
"Daniel?!" "Mmm!" "Pass me a towel, would'ya?" My sister Katryn balanced herself on a ladder and stretched to wipe away a stray cobweb that was moments away from being embedded into the criss-cross pattern of wet paint. For the better of a month,...
Cry me a Murder (conclusion) Otherkin, my Demonheart
I left the seaside town of San Blas, driving east towards El corral and the convent of Iuna's sisters. The sisterhood, and with them Nurse Richards were sworn to protect the innocent and the weak. If Richards had fled the hotel with Chris Tell, the...
Calico Burana: ch.2 - The Drive
They also shared a similar taste in movies, preferring thrillers and action movies over the other types.
Gortoz 'A Ran - ch 40 - An ordinary friend
'well you know, action, thriller, comedy and horror, those kind of movies.' 'me too... did you ever watch reservoir dogs...? from quentin tarantino...?' 'nope. i did see pulp fiction though. i loved it...' 'o-oh, well...
Housewarming
The handsome lion quarterback stood to the side of the front window of the apartment, peeking through the curtain like a spy in the old thrillers of the sixties, doing all he could to avoid being seen.