Glitch in the Neurotic Matrix
In the years I operated as a private eye in Crossroads City, crazy shit had become a normal sight in my line of work. Crazy cases, crazy events, and even crazy clients. On the plus side, it often led to steady revenue coming in whenever Mrs. Smith...
An interesting package
The day was sunny, no clouds in sight. There was hardly even a breeze in the air. The heat feeling like it was in the 90's or something. Nonetheless, he had to do his Job. Ray was a white wolf, with two different colored eyes. One being green and the...
The Vanquisher
Holding the brass spyglass to his eye, Sig scanned the horizon. It was unusual for him to be up in the crow's nest, a duty he usually left to others, but he had awoken early and in a cold sweat - not a good sign if history were to be considered....
The Vanquisher Pt. 2
The surprise attack had been a spectacular show of firepower. A smoky haze drifted between both ships, the air thick with the smell of burning timber and gunpowder. The sound of the thunderous roar from the ship's cannons had left a dull ringing in...
Waiting (part 1)
**This is a series of short stories I am working on with my character Aeron. This is part 1.** A bead of sweat ran down the edge of his face and joined a small pool at the edge of his mouth. He was hot. His body clenched and twisted with each swing...
The Gift of Prometheus
Standing on the platform of Slateston Cove station, Gideon Cross watched as the porter carefully arranged the number of suitcases on the rickety trolley. The train station was pretty deserted. There were only a handful amount of passengers that had...
An Unlikely Wingman
Another day, another set of overconcerned parents. Or in this case, an aunt and an uncle. During the end of the work week, a pair of middle-aged gray foxes with conservative clothes and a Mormon demeanor came to my office, requesting for me to...
A Private Breeder
# Chapter 5: A Private Breeder _June 9'th 1988 04:30 Hours Somewhere beneath London, England_ I came to slowly, like surfacing from a deep, dark pool. It felt as though someone had stuffed my head with cotton batten, like I was awakening from...
Private Show
-Authors Note: Whilst this features Master Kalais and his slave Raefox, it is in no way implied or reffered to be canon to the Beggars Can't Be Choosers Story Arc, it was written purely as an exerise in a writing group on Telegram, I hope you enjoy...
Toxic Love
A great downside to being a private investigator was that most clients didn’t hire me for altruistic reasons. Oftentimes, they ranged from the petty to the downright disturbing. Well, not that kind of disturbing. At best I would turn a potential...
Blue Moon [Cover + First Chapter]
**"Cold Blooded"** ** ** **By Lauren Rivers** Thick clouds covered the sky with a dense layer of moisture that blocked out the majority of the late evening sun. The atmosphere...
Thursday's prompt 05/07/15, Beauty
Thursday's Prompt 05/08/15 Beauty They say Beauty is in the eye of the Beer Holder, and I couldn't agree more. So no shit there I was, a Private Dick at a bar trying to get hammered after a long day of looking for lost keys, cheating mates,...