Fantasyboy69

That was the main theme for Dylan. He always lacked family and with it the stability a family can provide.

I live in northern California and have gone up to RV a few times and loved it

Heeeeey...I know Burney! I live an hour from the falls and I'm just grinning at seeing a local landmark in someone else's story

He had/has a human father who was a hunter. I use had/has because the dad isn't pivotal and I never bothered to think past the mentioning of him.

The Colton character is based off a friend of mine who was dating a guy named Michael at the time I wrote "Peace and Quiet" and the subsequent short that followed. They broke up and I didn't feel right keeping them together, but I had no problem with putting him with the others.

That has been posted...FYI

Thank you. Being compared favorably to Rob is a huge compliment. I had originally asked if I could do a fan fic using one of his characters, but he declined and encouraged me to write my own Lycan story. So I did. I had no idea it would turn into what it has, but I am grateful to him for his encouragement, and to everyone who has stuck with this. Also, Travis did not die. I could see some confusion when he came to walk Heather down the aisle, but he is still alive and kicking.

I knew this talk was coming. I had known it for a while, but it was still a bit of a shock when it actually happened. I never thought he would have the balls to do it. "Hey, Heather?" he had asked. He seemed so hesitant, which was very unlike him. Ever since he had come back from the battle at the ECP HQ, he had been a bit more subdued than usual. Was it this talk or was it something more? "Yes, Dylan?" I knew the only thing this could be about was him and his boys, at least I hope that

This entire series is just a bunch of silly shorts and a way to get them out of my head. Don't expect them to ever be turned into longer versions

Jake was just your average nerd in school. He was teased mercilessly because of his Coke-bottle glasses. He was ridiculed for his dorky hair. He was taunted for his fashion sense. The last two he couldn't help since his dad chose his clothes and his mother his hair. He loved that he was a nerd, but no one else did. No one cared he was vegetarian. No one cared he would discretely watch the football players rather than the game. Nope, they jeered at him because he was a skinny nerd. All that cha

Maybe if inspiration strikes. I'll probably post in the Shorts section periodically, but I don't know.

Oh you'll get it. Like I'm going to pass up Dylan's "special" time with the boys

When Pat and I finally got back to Montana, it seemed as if the entire pack was waiting for us. Not just our pack. Several of our neighboring packs had sent people to welcome us home. I could easily pick out Pop, Dylan, and Aunt Minerva since they were taller than everyone else. Banners were hung from tall poles, a few flags waved, and lots of cheers went up. Pat took my hand and leaned in. “I think they missed us or something.” “Or something. Jeeze.” We went down the stairs to the tarma

Honestly, no. I might include it in the semi-planned sequel, but I hadn't thought too much about his story past a rough outline.

So...write about thirty more books? LOL. I will be wrapping up some loose ends, but I don't think I have the ability to wrap them all up without nuking the planet. BOOOM! They die. The end. Not for me. Besides, I like when readers dream their own endings to what I leave loose. As for Alice, it was clearly stated it was "woman's intuition"...(do you work for the Council?) I just never said WHICH woman.