Fantasyboy69

Did you read the first book in the series? "A Full Moon" gives an explanation.

One thing about flying is it allows you time to think. Too much time for me, really, but by the look on Colton's face, he was trying to do anything but think about what was to come. After five minutes in the air he sighed and looked over at me. “Stop wondering so loud.” I blinked in confusion. “You're worse than my mom when it comes to the silent question.” I smiled slightly. “Talk,” was all I said and he nodded. We were relatively alone, as alone as one could be in a transport chopper full of

Our training was like all of boot camp rolled into one week. One thing Gene had us do was split up into teams, and we had to find each other without making any noise. It was me and Zeke with Dyl and Colt on the other team. Zeke and I had to go hide while Gene dosed the guys with something to deaden their noses. No fair sniffing. We ran off into the woods and back towards town. “Isn't this cheating?” Zeke asked as we hitched a ride in the back of a pickup that happened to be driving by the count

Thank you so much for your reviews on this and Full Moon. The boys' story was an odd one that ebbed and flowed easily, but Quint's is harder for me. Too real maybe? I don't know. Still, every time I read one of these reviews it makes me want to continue and I'll add a bit here and there.

I have completely bombed as an author. Writer's block is strong right now and I have barely put pen to paper in months for any of my current projects.

This is actually how I have written some other ideas. The virus is universal but it is some other factor that turns you into whatever Lycan you become. A phoenix, though, would be one rare form. Dragon would be the other.

Gay man writing hetero romance under a woman's name... Oh the scandal! Oh the HORROR! Oh whatever. Still, I can't wait to see how this one pans out.

Another story to get hooked on.

You are now on my radar. This was a lovely piece. I read it twice because I read very quickly and miss some things, and this time I didn't want to miss anything at all. Well done and I look forward to the rest of the story

“How is he?” asked Meg. It had been a few weeks since the attack. Ryle shook his head. “Physically, he's almost healed. He has some scarring on his back, but nothing else. The rest...He wakes up screaming at night. We had to move our beds apart because he kept flailing and hitting me in his sleep. I don't blame him, I know what it's like, and I know he feels worse about us sleeping apart. None of this is his fault.” Ryle looked down. “Not that hearing that did much for me either,” he murmured.

I can answer a few of these, but not all: The Captain, if you remember, is a very savvy man, one with less than perfect morals except when it comes to business. He would not search for Gabe until the mission was complete if he only had a small team like the one used. He would not search for anyone. When Ryle split off, he did it knowing he would be the only one to search, and it's not like they knew he was going to end up so badly hurt. The owners all having shares in the same company is not that hard to believe. Powerful men either become rivals or partners...pretty much the same thing in this setting. To them, passing ownership of Ryle around was the same as any man loaning his buddy his tools during a work day. "Oh you need a peen hammer? Here, use mine." Thanks for reading and you may call off the hunt for Craftingmom, I'll have posted the next chapter by the time you read this

The next chapter has been sent to craftingmom for editing and will be posted when I get it back.

The reason behind the quick deaths is I couldn't make it linger emotionally. Also Ryle would not hesitate to just kill them.

It really was hard to write. I couldn't bring myself to do it for so long. Hitting like is great, but I don't hit like after chapters I don't like. Comments and feedback are better for me to gauge how people like it and what they like about it

Ryle was digging frantically at the cave-in. His claws, meant for tearing flesh, were useless against rock, stone, and sand. He didn't care...he had to get to Gabe. It was the only thought in his mind. He didn't feel the tears on his cheeks, he didn't hear Captain Jer telling him to stop. He didn't even stop when he was lifted bodily from the rubble. He still clawed at the air. “Let me go! I have to get to him!” “Save your energy, that's a lot of rock,” one of the party said. Ryle's head turne

I have checked with Cia and I am in the process of writing it. It's honestly a very difficult piece to write, emotionally. I don't like hurting my characters

I'm writing it now, but there is some content I need to check with Cia before posting. Craftingmom was upset about the cliffhanger too. LOL

Gabe had only one question as they got back to the Starcutter. “So...Meg's the granddaughter you slept with?” “Mm hmm.” The Captain had no qualms about grinning like a fool. “Huh. So, your getting married to her means I'll have a step mother. One who, unfortunately, has seen me naked. I don't know how I feel about that. News like that...might make me faint.” The Captain stopped and looked at the barely suppressed grin on Gabe's face. He was having the hardest time ever keeping his face passiv

Best part of the entire chapter right here: He could feel Kayden's lips smiling against his chest. "Thank you." Damien scoffed. "For what? Allowing you to run off into a possibly dangerous situation? Again?" "For trusting that I can handle it," Kayden said. "Fuck, kitten, I know can handle it, but it doesn't stop me from wanting to stop you," he said. "You're probably the bravest person I know, but I still just want to wrap myself around you and keep you safe from everything." "Then... thank you for being able to let me go," Kayden said softly. Damien fought back his urge to change his mind. Instead, he tucked the boy closer, hanging on to him for as long as Kayden would let him. Just check the "Fuck, kitten..." line. You left out a word. Picky Jake is picky! LOL. I loved this chapter

I just want to smack Damien in the head...with Azule. Not many people will have a comeback from getting smacked with a peacock. Stupid jealousy

Damien...just don't. We all know how this ends. I see it as Kayden having a litter mate. Probably missed tusseling and tumbling around. So STAHP!

Don't you dare hurt Olli. I will be so upset and will cry and cry and cry.

Oh god! Kayden is a such a gem. I am waiting to see what insanity you have planned for us...also see a bit of a certain Canari in this guy now. It's lovely.

Life when you're numb is like an ember that was doused before it caught Like a sneeze that almost happened it can be painful Never feeling the joys only the flash of pain and sorrow and then nothing but emptiness The occasional flash of fleeting fire forever denied the full burn The red eyes of insomnia causing your sight to swirl Not feeling even the energy to eat Because no matter how much you rant, how much you cry out, how much you put on a brave face, you will be without So which is

Just a collection of poetry I have written.