Havana or Hell, Part 8 (Final part)
XV Bruckner and Burris stared at me in silent horror, as my hands transformed into clawed monstrosities, my teeth extended into fangs and the entire length of my body sprouted a thick coat of brown fur. I gorged myself on the freely flowing energy...
Havana or Hell, part seven
XIII "So," said Burris. "How are you progressing?" "The wand?" "Indeed, the wand symbolizes magic and transformation; maybe it will even lead to the cure for your condition." "I already found it." I said bluntly and put the drinking flask on the...
Havana or Hell, part six
XI Kendall Duran's company, _EnDurance Games_ was registered to an address in Warrington, fifty miles west of Oakfort. I searched the Internet for the address of anyone named Kendall Duran, and found three by that name. One had a dentistry practice in...
Chapter Three
The last methods left for them to fight were their natural litheness, the silence of their motions, and their newly found ability of espionage. but time and time again, he had been refused participation in any real operations.
Fifth official character
Because of gwyars training she is well trained in martial arts weapon mastery espionage medical works and thanks to the cybernetics she can gather data from computers and the like. also she can form it into a energy cannon. she has limited teleportation
Cry Me a Murder (part nine): The other side of Zero
_Terminated?_ I was one grade away from being targeted for termination by the MI-16. I had already killed three MI-16 agents, and if the MI-16 decided I was to blame for the death of Jack Tell, they would come screaming at me, like a battalion of...
Cry Me a Murder (part eight): Mother Knows Beast
The corpse of Mr. Tejon -soon to be buried under his official name of Ted Jones, was all over the kitchen floor. Like agent Phelps before him, Ted Jones had been torn to shreds. Deep claw marks ran from his torn throat to his open abdomen that was now...
Cry Me a Murder (part seven): Only a Scream Away.
Hotel Kisanti was without electricity. The lights were out, the whooshing of the ceiling fans slowed and rattled like the exhale of a dying man. The industrial freezers thawed, endangering the shelf-lives of a thousand dollars' worth of ice cream. The...
Cry Me a Murder (part six): I Won't be Calling Home, mother - I'm Dead.
"Dude, I'm in trouble." I hesitated contacting inspector Quinn, because I knew he would blow a fuse if I told him about Archie Phelps, and in particular about my involvement in his demise by demon. So I postponed the call until ten thirty, when I knew...
Cry Me a Murder (part five): Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Demon
The circumstances leading to the death of Jack Tell was the subject of excited conversation and idle speculation around the breakfast buffet. I soon got the impression, he was not well-liked among the other hotel guests and staff. Slater described him...
Cry Me a Murder (Part four) : A Strange Crunching Underfoot
That night I played in the hotel bar. I played the guitar and a local musician by the name of Raymundo joined me on the keys. Going by the impromptu stage name of Sunny Dan and the Rayman, we played a bunch of jazz standards right out of _the Real...
Cry Me a Murder (Part three) The Sun, the Sea and the Silent Scream
"I'm putting you into room 110," said Fernando. "It comes with a wonderful view over the rye fields." The manager was a tall, slender man in his late fifties. His hair was almost silvery gray but with no sign of baldness setting in. Thirty years...