Continued From: Vampire Story - Part IV


Sprinting across the 4th level, I scanned the movement below. If anyone could battle the horde own his own, and survive, it’d be him—if it were possible! A large group of Lycans swarm the area where I last saw Zune, lunging and danced like a throng of pissed off wasps aching to inject their... Read More

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Continued From: Vampire Story - Part III


My new focus remains strong, despite the wounds’ throbbing sting. I manage to redirect several slashing attacks from the Lycan blocking my path. His frustration swells. Then, suddenly, the short grunts fade and the beast backs down to all fours. It stares at me with a cocked head like he’... Read More

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Continued From: Vampire Story - Part II


Meanwhile, the horde suffers another surprise attack. On the west edge of the pack, Vex materializes from behind a concrete pillar. He approaches, unnoticed, and latches on to a Lycan’s arm. The startled werewolf jolts back and lashes out with the other clawed hand. Vex bends down under the s... Read More

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Continued From: Vampire Story - Part I


But now, nearly 800 years later, she IS alive. Running with the remaining U.S. werewolf population in tow, and apparently with a surviving portion of our old clan waiting for her in yet another baited plan. “So, how much of the clan survived?” My voice was weighed down from reliving those dar... Read More

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A fragrance enters my attention. I pause, mid-sentence, closing my eyes slowly as if not to disturb this new entity with quick movements. My head tilts automatically to aid in searching the archives of my memory for something to help identify the intoxicating aroma. And while my conversation quests stare at me in fascinated confusion, it registers. A pheromone buried in my past, one that had nearly got me killed. “It’s her, but how?”

A rush of memories floods my mind’s eye, and... Read More

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