Werewolves Bite (Chapter One?)
Always so straight-to-the-point, richard?" the wolf snorted. "hey! i was just..." he was cut off as i tried to speak. "a werewolf? how? and did that wolf just talk?" "yes. i just did. i am a wolf shifter myself.
Stanger in the Snow
Took me way to long to get this out, tried my hand at something cleaner, enjoy ^.^ \*\*\*\* Kyle pulled a chair from the floor and turned it upside down before stacking it on the table in front of him. He looked out the window at the Midwest...
Human experimentation - Chapter 2 - The Wait.
I opened it to find richard was stood there holding a note pad in one hand and 4 small boxes in the other. "hey richard! come in." i said with a smile "hi guys!" he said. out of all the scientists i trusted him the most. "hey richard!"
"The Gift": Richard's Storyline, Ch 5, Part 4
It appears that the time has come to once again check in on richard's story. this is post 4 of his chapter 5. richard, balam, and jack all take part in a mayan ritual at the jaguar's behest.
Consortium 1-1: TD14 Chapter 11
richard looks down at his options.
A Night in Tranquility
"anyway, richard," mary smoothly slid herself back into the conversation, "shouldn't you be getting trevor up to his bath? it is a school night."
"The Gift": Richard's (FA) Storyline, Ch 3, Part 4
"my name's richard. richard ford." she took my hand in hers and gave it a shake. "stephanie brenner."
Jonathan
"richard? where are you?" the soft voice of mary, the boy's mother, came from behind me, back towards the home. "mary, no!" richard turned towards her just a moment before she came within sight of the body.
"The Gift": Richard's (SF) Storyline, Ch 3, Part 3
The gift richard's (sf) storyline, chapter 3.3 copyright comidacomida 2018 approaching the double doors, jack gestured to it. "please, richard... humor me in this and all will become clear."
Decrpypting a Fox
A few taps of the keys were all that richard needed. "sixty-first floor. number six hundred twelve." "can you get access?" "not from here." "at the room?" richard wiped his brow.
The Master Constable
richard's voice broke into my thoughts, pulling me away from the vague instincts of herding. "pardon?" "the funeral tomorrow. you'll be there, won't you?"
moonless night
richard nods yes.