(Chapter Five) From the frying pan...
Sparkle didn't move a muscle. Not a twitch of sound, nor a flicker of motion. Nothing to betray the illusion that she hadn't awoken from her forced state of unconsciousness. She kept her eyes closed, and let herself breathe as naturally and slow as...
(Chapter Four) Helpless Hearts in the Heat of Hell
(You may notice, that if you spy this story other places on the net (And I've uploaded it twice, now), that there are some considerable variations. This version, I think I like the best, as it's getting an edit and rewrite as I post. It needed it,...
(Chapter Three) Honor Amoung the Dead
Honor Among the Dead "THE DOOR!" Roland screamed, his voice riddled with panic and his eyes widely skipping across every object in the room. The large lion had one foot braced against the door, and the other was pressed against the ground, his body...
(Chapter Two) The Fallen Find a Favorite
The Fallen Find a Favorite The rancid river of demon's blood oozed quietly along the floor, drifting into trickling rivets that cascaded across the dust caked ground around the stunned wolf. Sparkle Shadowpaw, however, wasn't paying attention to...
Sanna Gon' Be Pissed.
(This story was supposed to be a christmas story I wrote for my friends originally. My friends have a really goofy sense of humor, so this stroy fit perfectly. Unfortuentely, it was about reindeer, and I didn't think they'd get most of the furry jokes,...