Prin glared down at the strange man under her blade. His shocking violet eyes blown wide as he stared up at her. “What did you do with Jim?” she snarled “He’s checking his traps” the man barely whispered. “What do you want? Why are you here? Did you come after me?” Prin’s heart pounded in … Continue reading Pride Collection: The Rogue – short story
Andor brushed down his lightweight armour, trying to remove all the mud, leaves, twigs, and general muck that had made its way into every crevice and crack. Finally he just yanked it off over his head. Maybe his ex had been right about using solid plates of armour. He clambered out of the ditch he … Continue reading Pride Collection: The Mage – short story
“Yeah, sweetheart, no worries. I’ll pick the kids up; you just try and get the next flight you can, okay?” Haruka grabbed her coat. She was glad to have put dinner into the slow cooker that morning so she wouldn’t have to worry about it when Daisy was supposed to be getting home. Theory had … Continue reading Return Of The Hero – Short Story
Belle inhaled, choking on the scent. She stared at the smiling woman moving in next door. She watched as some of her ‘wolves bounded over to help the new neighbour lift the heavier boxes out of the back of her beat up flat back truck.
Leah flicked the switch to send the ‘request to land’ message to the base, not bothering to check whether she got the okay. She tried not to rush through the steps to acclimatize the ship to entering the atmosphere. Changing a setting too soon could result in irreparable damage to the ship or to her.
Xe stepped up to the microphone. The lights lit up the stage. The rest of the band started to play and xe opened xyr mouth to sing. Their choreography was perfect, as it was every performance. Each member of the band was so in sync with one another. Xe let xyr hair fly around and xyr hips move like liquid. Xe caressed the microphone and let the waves of pleasure energy wash over xem.
Once the set was over xe grinned at xyr bandmates. Alexander, the bassist was letting the energy rush settle before he headed to pack away the amp. Sinta, the drummer was already lifting the heaviest of her equipment, the power rush would only last so long and she liked to move her drums before she was back to regular strength. Harry, the lead guitarist was kissing his boyfriend, sharing the energy rush with his human.
Charlie opened the wardrobe and sighed at the sight before him. He hadn’t been home in a while, he hadn’t expected to return at all in all honesty. He had hoped he might get a steady job and his own flat, or at least a house share. He pushed at the clothes hangers in front of him. Maybe he should have gone into accountancy like his dad had wanted him to.