Murder at the Speed of Life. (Part 4) The Wolf who Cried Boy.
"_You've dialed 9-1-1; what's the address of the emergency?"_ "_City of Oakfort. Not sure where."_ "_I'm afraid you'll have to be more specific than that, Sir."_ "_There's a church on one side and... I'm in some kind of shop."'_ "_You're calling...
Murder at the Speed of Life. (Part 3) Broken promises.
"This place is a bloody deathtrap!" The fire inspector was a tall, muscular man in his mid-thirties. He had short blond hair and piercing blue eyes, and he sported a full beard that made him look like a tame viking. I got the impression he was not...
Murder at the Speed of Life. (Part 1) My Name is "Friend"
Prologue: My Name is _Friend_ The first thing Eve Kotha noticed when she opened the door to the"Starvin' Darwin" convenience store, was how the air had changed. Until last week, Mrs Glick, the shopkeeper always wore a floral Lakeland perfume that...
* Poem* Species Dysphoria II
* * * Species Dysphoria II Segregation * * * |  | Turn off read games only don't mix Eye surgeon in through gaudy Caribbean blue eventually made of light. Changed much, man of Mr. Am...
*Poem* Species Dysphoria I
* * * SPECIES DYSPHORIA I THE CONSUMER * * * |  |  |  | | More Eversave local...
Thane of Hearts, Final Chapter
The days following the discovery of the dead priest were tense. Rafn was the Valraven. Of this I had no doubt, and the knowledge scared me. The great _Wyrm of Midgard_, _Fenrir_ the wolf, _Ratatosk_ the messenger; marvellous beasts of wonder live in...
Fallen Angels, Part one (Prologue)
Taiz, Yemen. February, 2019 "Why don't we talk about something pleasant? How about...iced mint tea?" The crackling voice came from a simple speaker on a gray concrete wall. Abdul Aziz struggled against the leather straps that held him fastened to a...
The Fire Without. (Part 2)
If Lester Finch had known he would be a corpse by lunch, he would have bought himself a pastrami sandwich. But he shuffled past the Jewish deli, ignored the German bakery and paid no notice to the French Patisserie. Far from being a food nationalist,...
Fallen Angels, Part three -Scratching the Itch
Are they both crazy, or does this case need a therian and an otherkin to solve ? this story is the direct sequel to "havana or hell", but new readers can join in on the action here.
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,...