Kasper parked the car in the driveway and half jogged into the house carrying a bag of groceries. Once inside, he looked at Quinn walking down the stairs. "Is she awake?"
"She is awake and, in a mood, the ungrateful witch." He said rubbing his chin where she had bitten him.
Kasper walked to the side of the banister. "She is not the only one in a mood it seems."
Quinn frowned thinking about her. "Tell me something about her, something that you haven't already told me?"
"What do you want to know? I met her a few weeks back, downtown. I saw her mark and knew what she was, so I said hello. She sings in a band, and as far as I can tell she is coming into her powers."
<Oshey woke to an empty room, cautiously she ventured from the bed. "Kasper," she called out, steadying her weight on the thick oak dresser. There was an oversized men’s shirt on the edge. After slipping it on, she looked at the distance between her and the door and started walking to it; she caught the handle for support. She opened the door looking down the long hallway. There was no noise coming from the house, it seemed like she was alone. She walked toward the stairs using the wall as a brace. "Hello?" she called out. Still, nothing came back to her.She sat on the top step looking down at the foyer. "Okay. I can do this." She moved down the steps one by one letting her bum rest on each step. By the time she got to the bottom, she knew something had to be wrong if Kasper was not here. As she stood the front door
She blushed, turned away from him, and sat on the couch. "Why is that?" There seemed to be a pull toward Quinn and Oshey wasn't entirely against fighting it."I just do. It is not often I get the company I find interesting.” Quinn leaned to the desk.“I was thinking, last night you said some mean things about my friends, but I think you are right about one thing." Oshey looked at her hands."What's that?" Amusement surrounded Quinn as he thought about the fight they had.Looking across the room her eyes touched Quinn’s. "I think Paul drugged me for Patches."Quinn nodded, walking from around the desk to sit on
Jimmy stretched slowly, working out the stiffness in his legs. He rolled his head across his shoulders, popping the vertebrae. The sound filled the silent room with an eerie tension. He glanced at his wife sitting on the deck, "Hey baby.""I know what you are going to ask, so I may as well tell you the whole story. Jimmy, sit down and just remember no matter what I say or tell you, keep an open mind?""In all the years we have been married, have you ever known me not to?" He thought about his words for a moment. "Never mind, okay, I promise to keep all avenues open and my mouth shut.""Do you remember after the third murder how the streets seemed so quiet? It was like the calm before the storm.""Yes, I remember. You and I had our hands full with the press and the mayor's office. It was a hurry-up-and-wait game we were playing back then. As I remember, Maggie from the reserve was positive the tooth she found in the third body was from a large canine. I also recall Curtis too
It was nearly 0500 when Jimmy walked into the squad room. His eyes were bloodshot and the dark circles under his eyes showed the stress of the night. He slammed the door to his office before flopping into the chair. He didn't even look as he reached for the coffeepot behind him. He also poured the cup without looking."You look like shit." His partner Natalia commented with a hint of amusement."I just spent the last several hours with Miss 'I'll have your badge if you don't catch this killer' Mayor." Jimmy sank into his chair with a heavy sigh."That bad huh?""You could say that. She wants a city-wide curfew enforced by Friday if we don't have any leads." Jimmy
Yada woke with the sounds of bass ringing in her ears. Slowly she opened her eyes to flashes of green and red. She wasn't thinking of the man, she wasn't thinking of Jake, she was thinking of the pain the music was causing. She tried to move her hand but found it didn't respond. "What the," she mumbled."Ah, good you're awake." A deep voice fell over her."Where am I?" Yada struggled to speak. Her throat felt dry."Home," he said, looking at her smaller body."What do you mean," she said, squinting through the green light. Yada narrowed her eyes trying to focus on the man."I brought you here, this is where you belong," James said.Yada focused on a figure standing near her feet. "Who are you?""I have had many names over the years, but you can call me,” he thought for a few seconds. “Daddy."Yada inhaled sharply. "You're insane.""Awe that is, so sweet of you to notice. But flattery will get you nowhere, Shadow Walker." Janes smirked as he sat beside the table where Yad
Hello Readers, I am sorry for the delay in posting and updating. Where I live recently had severe weather. I moved my family out of the path of the storm and ended up in a location with limited wifi and cell service. Today I am moving the family and RV/caravan to a new campground and will have a connection again. I will start updating daily provided the weather and family remain stable. At this time, if there are any questions or comments, please ask them or leave them. I would like to hear from you. Also, my version of werewolf/wolfin is different from the mainstream genre. If you have questions about the universe I created, please feel free to ask them. Thanks, Michelle
September 26I don't know what's going around here anymore. One-week Oshey is hard to live with and the next she is mellow. I give up on figuring out anything about anyone I live with. I think from now on I will just hide in the basement.On a side note, Kasper has been a big help with my research. He seems to be handling Oshey and Quinn's friendship better. When he is down here, we get along. I can see he is worried about his friend. Sometimes I think he worries too much about the little tart.I don't know why I don't like Oshey. I just don't. She is like oil to my water. We will never mix. I thought at first it was because of the way Quinn looks at her, and then I figured Quinn could do as he pleased. But lately, I think it is because Osheys powers are growing and she isn't willing to listen to me for help.I think I need to get out of this house more. I think I am going crazy here.~~~~Patches moved to the door opening the screen. "There you are. I have been looking
"No!" Oshey screamed, fighting her blanket. "No, get away from me!”The bedroom door burst open and Quinn, Kasper, and Sam rushed in. Quinn went to her side"He is here. He is in the house. Help me, please." She said finally waking up from the nightmare."Oshey, who is here?" Quinn asked, placing his hand on her cheek."Night Sorrow, he is here, he was just here," she was confused. "Where is Patches?"Kasper walked closer to the bed before looking back to Quinn. "Oshey, it was a dream, you are safe, there is no one but us here." Quinn stood and walked to the window pulling the curtain closed.
May 1991I spent the better part of two weeks with Jessica. She was devastated by her father’s death. I think seeing her crushed brought back emotions I had denied for many years. I’m still human, after all. I cried with her, and when she and I could cry no more, we began to talk. I told her I worked for an eccentric older man. She told me she was starting classes this fall at Albany University. Life just seemed to calm down for the two of us.Mason never did contact me again. But somehow I knew he was watching. He was always going to be watching Jess.I'm going to miss Jess.March 1996I met a very interesting character tonight. He asked me to call him Hound, so I figure he is probably one of Gabriel’s men. Gabe once told me about some of his men, and even regaled me with tales of his private guard, nicknamed The Black Horde. I got the impression from Hound, he may have been part of the Horde. It was quite like a distant memory coming back to me from nowhere. It’s hard
Yada sat on the bench as the day drifted into night. She continued to sit as the moon moved higher, threatening to devour her. Looking over the calm waves, she saw a flock of birds changes direction as if avoiding a predator and finally land to her left. Reaching for her cigarettes, she didn’t notice someone standing behind her. Several minutes passed before, Yada turned around. “Gabriel, my lord,” she quickly said, shifting to one knee before looking at the ground near his feet. “Forgive me, please,” Yada begged, still looking at the ground. Gabriel did not say a word. He simply sat at her side. “Formalities of title have never been part of our relationship before. Do not allow it to come between us now.”“My lord,” she began. “I should have never acted as impulsively as I did. I am a child lost in your world.”“Are you going to refer to me as ‘My Lord,’ all night?” He finally asked.“No,” she whispered. “I’ve been lost this last week without you. I don’t know what is r
I left the apartment today. I could not handle it anymore. I had to get away from the same four walls. I left shortly before sunrise, so he couldn’t follow me. I walked along the beach this morning as the sun began to climb over the city. It was there on the sandy shore I came to an understanding. I now understand what he expects of me. I have searched a lot of memories. He is old. I mean really old. He and his brother Michael were the original vampires--A punishment from the gods. I would never have believed this if I had not relived that moment. I also noticed he has never taken a sahead before. Not once in any memory did I see one. It means something to me. He chose me. I’m honored. But the flood comes and goes and I cannot control what I see. So I left.I continued to walk until I noticed I was being followed. The man stayed far enough behind me so I couldn’t see his face. I kept having the feeling I knew him though. When I confronted him, I wasn’t ready fo
2500 B.C.“Hurry up, Alu. We are going to be late. He won’t be happy if we are late… again.” The tall man spoke over his shoulder, climbing hand-carved steps two at a time.“Time is the only constant. We are never late nor are we early. We arrive when we are expected to.” Alu said, catching up with his brother on the top step.“You sound like you have been studying the stars again, brother.”“Perhaps,” he said with a light smile. “There is a sense of being in the stars. It is said Ra fancies the heaven and stars.”Akar regarded his brother silently before a guard walked them into the chamber.“Pharaoh,” they both said, moving to one knee before their ruler.“Rise Alu and Akar,” Pharaoh dismissed the rest of his court.“You summoned us, Pharaoh?” Akar began, still looking at the hand-carved titles before Pharaoh.“Rise Akar, you are a friend here.” Pharaoh’s words were soft and warm. “Pharaoh, what is your wish, we are here but to serve.” Alu began as he folded his arms beh
Gabriel bit into his wrist and offered it to her. When she brought it to her mouth, he held her tighter. Her body started to reject his blood. It happened every time he fed her. The human body does not accept the blood of the undead. Out of instinct, the stomach convulses, trying to expel what is ingested. Gabriel told her eventually it will subside. Gabriel waited until the fight ended before biting into Yada’s wrist. The moment he did, Yada’s mind began to fill with images from Gabe’s past.~~~August 2, 1701“Gabriel.”It wasn’t his real name, but a name he decided to use some years ago, after the birth of Christianity, when he settled into a small area outside of Rome. He and his brother were mistaken for a pair of Angels. Some hesitant locals said they could only be the hand of God and referred to them as the Fallen Michael and Gabriel. The thought had always amused them, and the pair decided to keep the names as long as they brought fear to man. As long as man feared
“That went well,” she whispered, leaning her head against the wall after shutting his door. Yada knew she would have to deal with other vampires, but she didn’t expect to tonight. Not all the training had prepared her for an actual face-to-face meeting with someone of Vincent’s age. Sure, she had met a few others and even attended a council meeting once, but she was not allowed to speak. Pushing off the wall, Yada found the restroom and splashed water against her face. She looked in the mirror, seeing a pale-faced woman with thick eye makeup standing behind her. The woman’s face powder was heavy, giving her the appearance of the undead. Yada splashed more water on her face and rubbed the back of her neck. The meeting with Vincent proved more stressful than she cared to admit. The light above her head suddenly crackled and flickered before going out. The window behind the woman allowed enough pale light to seep through the blinds, so she could see faint outlines. Beside the
April 19, 1991I made my first real kill tonight. I thought killing an undead thing would make me feel some sort of remorse. I don’t, though. I feel more alive than I have ever felt. I feel like I was born to do this job. The feeling scares the hell out of me and at the same moment electrifies me.I’ve given careful thought to my attacker. I was unprepared for the fight and nearly lost my life. I realized that if it had not been for fast thinking and skill, I would now be dead. I guess in the heat of the moment you don’t have time to think, you can only react to your training. I have heard people say the fight or flight instinct takes over. I have to agree. Survival, my survival, was the only thing I had in mind.I wasn’t as fast as he was, and the trophy he earned will mar my thigh forever. I learned tonight that if I am to live in this world, I need to become a better killer. I don’t mean the type of killer that pulls a gun and gets the job done. I mean the type of kil
We killed my father tonight.He didn’t leave me any choice. James, or that is what he called himself in human form, was a killer. He attacked five wolfin across the region before he finally captured me. He taunted me for several days before I knew what I needed to do.I could not allow him to go on. I couldn’t have more blood on my hands. I already had too much blood on my hands with Anos death. James killed him because he was my friend. I still do not understand Lyceums or their thinking, but I am learning. Daily I am learning about the war on the streets between the Wolfin’s and the Lyceums. And I dislike what I am finding out.My education started the day he kidnapped me. It was the day he killed Jake. I rather miss Jake, even if he was a real pain in the ass. A second event happened that day. It was the day Gabriel entered my life. Rescuing me from James set into motion a chain of events that lead me back to the warehouse tonight.My mate Noah was there. He and Quinn had figured
A gentle breeze from the south brought a thick cloud cover, which blocked the afternoon sun. Jessica Gotti had not noticed the changing weather until the mail carrier appeared and handed her a bound stack. Flipping through the pile, she took a select handful to her car and dumped them in the passenger seat. Looking over the front window of the gallery, she felt a tickle on the back of her neck, as though someone was watching her. Quickly turning around and finding nothing out of place she rubbed her temples, dismissing the sensation as a sign of stress from the extra work she’d put in, so the opening date would not be delayed again.Realizing it was almost 3:00 P.M. She decided to head home. The drive lulled her mind from the hectic schedule she had been living by. The rhythmic sound of the tires erased all the stress of the last few days. Moreover, for the first time, she knew in her heart that the opening would go off as planned with no backlashesShe was listening to a Final