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The twin bond is more "their special unicorn genetics" bound, not something Quin can hop skip into, I'm afraid. And I'd pay money to see you try to talk sense into Angelo. 😂

Agreed. Sorry, Angelo. 🤣

Chapter 5: Feeling Heard “Hi.” Quin’s thoughts slipped into Iris’s mind, clear and bright, where there had been only static. The simple “hi” startled Iris so badly that he scrambled onto all four hooves, ignoring the sharp protest from his healing flank. His golden eyes went wide. If he could hear someone else, then maybe they could hear him. Angelo’s sea-green hair whipped around as he spun to glare at Quin, his sandy-green gradated eyes flashing with concern and irritation. “Wha

This seems to be the second-to-last story in this series, and it doesn't disappoint. The characters continue to evolve from one story to the next. Pretty solid.

Whew. Ok, I didn't miss the end of this one. Like what doc said above, I'm not happy about those hints of dread around the corner. But I am happy the wedding happened, and all the boys (the fantastic 8?) seem to be doing okay.

Agreed. Agreed.

Yes, that's why this is totally fictional. 🤣🤣🤣

I try to make most of mine fun, because I'm the kind of dork that laughs at my own jokes. The alpha command is very creepy. I think I felt the same the first time I read Ella Enchanted.

They may not be from Kansas, but they're certainly not in Peraza anymore!

Regan arrived at Angelo's shop just after sunrise, still yawning and fumbling with his keys. He wasn't what he'd call a morning person before he began working at Angelo's, but he'd since truly appreciated the shift and adjusted well. The job had introduced him to Elias, whom he genuinely admired, along with his mates. Meeting them in the evenings made the early mornings worth it, even when the coffee machine was down. He flicked on the lights and nearly jumped when he spotted the note taped to t

I mean, I cooooooould mention that "minimal smut is not enough" when it comes to the older Altair x Cane couple. 👀But that's my personal weakness to redheads talking.

PT Prompt #323 I'm not even going to write a story. I'm just going to toss my wish out into the universe. Dream vacation Who: Me, myself, and I What: Authentic Hawaiian street food When: When I either win an all expenses paid trip, gain a rich friend, or gain funds (in some manner) that can pay for a hotel room and tours Where: Hawaii How: Either perseverance, desperation, or daydreaming Why: Because food is the only reason I travel anywhere

Alrighty. We assume Cane and Altair hooked up after that, and we see the younger group starting to head in that direction. I don't really have anything to complain about.

Success.

That's what they said about Anne of Green Gables, and I've been avoiding it for 35 years.

“I’m a werewolf,” Jay finally said, utterly distracted by the shape of Roux’s body. His hands roamed everywhere he could reach, mapping muscle and skin with desperate fingers. “An omega, at that.” He paused, breath hitching as his palms slid down Roux’s sides. “Which probably doesn’t mean a damn thing to you, but it means I can’t think straight until we finish this.” Roux barely held back a laugh. He’d encountered bold lovers before, but none as compelled as Jay. The werewolf’s urgency was

What story is this? Then again, when I think childhood, all remember is the Poky little Puppy and The Berenstain Bears.

Is that in response to the images @Myr shared not too long ago?

Altair’s fists shook. "They’re werewolves! None of us signed up for this-" - I mean... he's not wrong? “And you’re not keeping anyone safe by making these supernatural kids out to be monsters!” Cane shot back as he motioned to the pale teenagers huddling together in fear and clutching one another’s hands. - I don't know if it's cause he's a redhead and had outcast friends... but that's more than enough reason to defend the underdogs. That's pretty consistent with this Cane character. “A hunter’s taken Erik?” Angel questioned aloud. - Kind of hard to miss a bright pelt. He jerked his chin toward the hunter, eyes still wild from adrenaline. “You two drag that bastard.” - Did he just outsource it to the vampires assuming they were stronger than him??? 😂Hold on, I'm gonna need a second. “Let me guess,” Reader said, voice flat. “You two are involved. Again.” Demon cleared his throat. “Angel and I are… different. Our bio parents were a lycan demigod and a vampire. So we’re both.”/ “Demigods?” Cane asked, aqua eyes going wide. Demon nodded. - Cane, buddy, you don't know the half of it... no pun intended. Yaaaay so nice to see Altair stepping up for much better causes. Put that stubbornness to good use!

Also, yay! A fellow ave in Chris (I said a hummingbird in mine, you said an eagle). And red pandas are super cute, Bennie. I can see that.

And it's entertaining so far. (thus says the person that had to go back because she missed one of the four stories, ironically, this one which was featured and everything 😂)

Frustrated, he stomped off for marshmallows, tossing the bags at his campers’ heads. All four caught them with perfect reflexes. For a second, Altair wanted to ask if they could try out for their local basketball team. - 🤣 Cane grinned, but his voice was gentle. “Wolves did it, huh?”/Altair groaned. “Don’t say that! I could have sworn I heard howling. In the exact direction I think those brats went.” - This got me, too. 🤣 They're all handfuls, alright. But it looks like they found their, ahem, matches. 👀I'm also glad it seems Altair and Raven are sorting out their differences these days.

Jay's been hunting for a mate for a year. Roux and Iris are truly Hazeth's sons. 🤣 They inherited his wanderlust and his lust. Yes, at least for these two. Much luck to Iris on his end. Angelo's not nearly as easy to sway. And thank you! It depends on your definition of safe. 😂