Briar Ch 3
Briar's magic shop pub honestly did very well for several years. They'd even gotten several local distribution rights for their brew and liquor. Nothing terribly impressive, and never in very large volume, but they sold out very quickly, which made...
Blueberry Bedtime
ilbv: I can do very little, but I’ll always love ya and care about you. Jango: \*pets yah\* thanks bud. ilbv: \*nuzzles your strong paw\* Jango: \*Sits up\* yeah just haven't really been in a place to really relax hehe this wolf here is just pretty...
A Werewolf's Touch: Part 3 - Frozen In Terror
Adela finished her plate with ease. There were only venison bones and cracked eggshells, the former having been picked clean and the later suspiciously leathery. The queen thought nothing of it, and subconsciously groped about the table for a means of...
A Werewolf's Touch: Part 5 - Neither Now
Adela awoke. There was... Blood all over her bare self. She wore no clothes, simply covered in bloodstained white fur. How much of the blood was hers, she will never know. Adela felt her face using her claws, though it wasn't her face. It had an acute...
A Werewolf's Touch: Part 6 - Meaningless Marriage
Zivon dragged into the room a muzzled beast. It snarled with each yank he gave, resilient to being tugged along any further. The beast of Laventown was presented to Mirabel, it's claws tied behind itself. Despite how low it sat on it's knees, it glared...