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August 31, 2015
“You won’t be able to trade in dead moose or caribou to pay your way through.”
(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 2)
Suddenly there was a loud
knock and Declan’s voice suddenly boomed out, “hey, pipsqueaks!” He had knocked once and then walked into the
bedroom.
“DECLAN!” My best friend yelled as he quickly released
my waist.
I jumped up from the bed
embarrassed! It was almost in light
speed, I leapt to my feet with my face burning bright red.
“Dinner’s ready.”
Suddenly there was a loud
knock and Declan’s voice suddenly boomed out, “hey, pipsqueaks!” He had knocked once and then walked into the
bedroom.
“DECLAN!” My best friend yelled as he quickly released
my waist.
I jumped up from the bed
embarrassed! It was almost in light
speed, I leapt to my feet with my face burning bright red.
“Dinner’s ready.”
August 18, 2015
Four members of the Lokoti Werewolf pack, carried Uncle Jack’s body up to the pyre on a stretcher made from two branches with a large, leather pelt in the middle.
(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 2)
4th
September 2084
Uncle Jack’s funeral was
held in the traditional period three days after a Lokoti’s death. Dad drove Mum and I down to the Holy
Grounds, by the river just off to the side of the community centre. There, the rest of the tribe had convened
where I saw the typical scene of a Lokoti funeral. In the grassy glade before the three Sacred
4th
September 2084
Uncle Jack’s funeral was
held in the traditional period three days after a Lokoti’s death. Dad drove Mum and I down to the Holy
Grounds, by the river just off to the side of the community centre. There, the rest of the tribe had convened
where I saw the typical scene of a Lokoti funeral. In the grassy glade before the three Sacred
August 4, 2015
He would pull off the robe just before he changed into his shape of a European Werewolf and then he would put it on again, when he reverted back to human.
(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 1)
It was still dark when I
woke up from hearing the backdoor open in the kitchen. I sat up as I watched Aunt Susan and Derik
jump to their feet.
“Declan!” His mother cried
out as she threw her arms about her eldest.
I watched the family reunion
through the kitchen doorway. Declan had
just pulled on the spare bathrobe which always hung on the back of the
It was still dark when I
woke up from hearing the backdoor open in the kitchen. I sat up as I watched Aunt Susan and Derik
jump to their feet.
“Declan!” His mother cried
out as she threw her arms about her eldest.
I watched the family reunion
through the kitchen doorway. Declan had
just pulled on the spare bathrobe which always hung on the back of the
July 16, 2015
Then he gave me a peculiar look, “Are you wearing a new perfume or something?”
(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 1)
I arrived at the bonfire in
Ben’s back yard just before seven o’clock and found a large crowd of young
people, between the ages of 12 to 22 already here.
Ben was two years older than
me and was a mechanic along with Declan and Uncle Finn. The garage they worked at was beside the
general store/gas station. The boys called themselves ‘grease monkeys’ and
I arrived at the bonfire in
Ben’s back yard just before seven o’clock and found a large crowd of young
people, between the ages of 12 to 22 already here.
Ben was two years older than
me and was a mechanic along with Declan and Uncle Finn. The garage they worked at was beside the
general store/gas station. The boys called themselves ‘grease monkeys’ and
July 3, 2015
To the Werewolves, it was easy with their infrared sight, to spot the Circulator or the psychic
(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 1)
To say that my family was ‘unique’ would have been
an understatement. With Mum and Gran
being Circulators; their bio-electromagnetic frequencies are in temporal flux
so they hardly aged. Both my Mum and my
Gran had the appearance of human women in their twenties. But their husbands, Dad and Grandfather
didn’t mind this one bit. Since Dad,
Grandfather and
To say that my family was ‘unique’ would have been
an understatement. With Mum and Gran
being Circulators; their bio-electromagnetic frequencies are in temporal flux
so they hardly aged. Both my Mum and my
Gran had the appearance of human women in their twenties. But their husbands, Dad and Grandfather
didn’t mind this one bit. Since Dad,
Grandfather and
June 18, 2015
"Wouldn’t it be nice if our daughter could wear the same clothes that we or our family, used to?”
(Small Fry Chapter 8)
Then he said quietly,
"So you’re up here, reading in the cold and dust, to get away from the
husband who is acting anything but helpful?”
“Uh huh.”
Next, I heard him take a
couple of steps away, but still I wouldn't look up. I thought he was about to climb back down the
ladder, but he didn’t. Instead, his
footsteps crossed over to
Then he said quietly,
"So you’re up here, reading in the cold and dust, to get away from the
husband who is acting anything but helpful?”
“Uh huh.”
Next, I heard him take a
couple of steps away, but still I wouldn't look up. I thought he was about to climb back down the
ladder, but he didn’t. Instead, his
footsteps crossed over to
June 1, 2015
“I don’t hate the baby…” he said unhappily, “…I just hate what it’s done to us.”
(Small Fry Chapter 8)
It was hours later when
my husband found me, still sitting on the trunk with the diary in my
hands. I was so caught up, I didn’t hear
him come home. But here he was, in human
form once more and wearing a change of clothes.
Declan climbed up the
attic ladder as he tracked me down by my scent.
He frowned as soon as he spotted me, reading under
It was hours later when
my husband found me, still sitting on the trunk with the diary in my
hands. I was so caught up, I didn’t hear
him come home. But here he was, in human
form once more and wearing a change of clothes.
Declan climbed up the
attic ladder as he tracked me down by my scent.
He frowned as soon as he spotted me, reading under
May 3, 2015
But one fateful night spent with a stranger in a hotel room changed her life irrevocably.
(Small Fry Chapter 8)
Sitting here in the
attic, I could feel the cold seep through the cracks. I sensed it was getting late without looking
at the time. I wasn’t wearing a watch
and I couldn’t see any clocks however, I felt the darkness approach by the
chilled air dropping further below freezing.
I staved off the cold by
keeping the top of my woollen jumper over
Sitting here in the
attic, I could feel the cold seep through the cracks. I sensed it was getting late without looking
at the time. I wasn’t wearing a watch
and I couldn’t see any clocks however, I felt the darkness approach by the
chilled air dropping further below freezing.
I staved off the cold by
keeping the top of my woollen jumper over
April 20, 2015
For over two centuries, my body, heart and mind had been his and nothing but his.
(Small Fry Chapter 4)
I watched his departure and felt guilty that after 273
years of marriage, the pregnancy made him question whether or not, I still
loved him.
We seemed to be at an impasse... Declan wanted things
to remain the same whereas I welcomed the changes.
I believed him when he spoke of his bloodlust-fuelled
jealousy at the baby encroaching on what he saw as ‘his
I watched his departure and felt guilty that after 273
years of marriage, the pregnancy made him question whether or not, I still
loved him.
We seemed to be at an impasse... Declan wanted things
to remain the same whereas I welcomed the changes.
I believed him when he spoke of his bloodlust-fuelled
jealousy at the baby encroaching on what he saw as ‘his
March 19, 2015
I watched him expand into his huge, hulking, hairless European Werewolf body.
(Small Fry Chapter 4)
I watched him expand into his huge, hulking, hairless
European Werewolf body. His hands and
feet grew into claws, which left heavy imprints in the snow, as his skin
hardened into hide over ripples of supernatural muscle. His bones creaked and cracked, as his bipedal
human body adjusted to a four-legged form, with his skull growing a short,
stubby snout over
I watched him expand into his huge, hulking, hairless
European Werewolf body. His hands and
feet grew into claws, which left heavy imprints in the snow, as his skin
hardened into hide over ripples of supernatural muscle. His bones creaked and cracked, as his bipedal
human body adjusted to a four-legged form, with his skull growing a short,
stubby snout over
