Yeoldebard
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Thank you It's been a while, so it's good to know people are still enjoying my writing.
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“It’s the last night of the full moon. Be sure to gather your silver bullets tonight — or clean yourself out, depending on how frisky you’re feeling-” Connor shut off SoundMixer as the bus came to a stop. A quiet chuckle left him. Bullet or douches… he knew which way he’d go if a werewolf barged into his home. The seventeen-year-old pulled his earbuds out, standing with a long stretch. He filed down the aisle, squeezing past a group of kids as soon as he was off the bus. Free of the slow cro
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Khurtschono is a bigender neko living in a blended family of werewolves. Soren Eilan has lived a solitary life for the last eight years. An unexpected friendship flourishes when they meet. But their friendship is based on a lie. That lie will be put to the test when they meet the son of two Wolf Patrol guards. Can their friendship survive the truth?
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I'm glad I could provide something new for you to explore I've always been of the mind that love comes in myriads of forms, and while I could never say Pantelis and Cyklon love each other romantically, there is love there. Somewhere. Probably hiding from Cyklon....
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To be fair, it took a bit of digging to make sure I had the term right myself. It's somewhere in the midst of Greek and Turkish terminology, and I think there's a bird named the same.
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Pantelis and Cyklon will be explored in another story I'm working on. Hopefully, when that goes live, they'll continue to live up to the humour shown here
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Absolutely. While Pantelis and Cyklon might not be your typical romantic lovers, there's no doubt they care for each other in their own way.
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It was a galactically accepted fact that all Egaro were horny. Every interaction with the feline species was coloured by this. Believing that fact had nearly cost Seira Giin the best years of his life. The greying Faro approached the office slowly, enjoying the breeze that had sped his final journey to Primal Park. He had plenty of time; a large sum of credits had changed accounts, ensuring he had access to the park for an entire week. Reaching up to open the door, Seira’s pointed
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The boat purred under his foot. Panteleimon Leandropolous kept his eyes straight ahead through the cockpit, watching the white-furred Lidikrys at the narrow bow of the kaḯki. Taking wave after salty wave head on without flinching, it wasn’t hard to believe Cyklón had once been a gladiator. His wiry tail kept him balanced through the worst of the swells, though his three-piece suit was absolutely drenched. Pantelis was just glad the former noblerat left his hat in their room. It had been eas
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Mole people?? Crap, now I really have to dig for an unusual shifter species for my universe
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I'm glad you're enjoying my stories
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If you had read through Brothers, I'd feel like the foster sibling jibe was at me lol. Wonderfully fresh take on the fairytales, and and an absolute knee slapper throughout.
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To Sleep in a Bed of Deer
Yeoldebard commented on Yeoldebard's story chapter in To Sleep in a Bed of Deer
Thank you for you comment. I love introducing new readers to my universe -
To Sleep in a Bed of Deer
Yeoldebard commented on Yeoldebard's story chapter in To Sleep in a Bed of Deer
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To Sleep in a Bed of Deer
Yeoldebard commented on Yeoldebard's story chapter in To Sleep in a Bed of Deer
Thanks I'm still dealing with a lot of writers block regarding larger stories, but hopefully writing some shorter stories can help with that. -
The screech of a bird stopped Narein in his tracks. His tail fluffed out in alarm, his triangular ears swivelling toward the sound. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. A fiery red Cervidas with tiny antlers was waiting for him at the end of the dirt road, her slender fingers poking at a phone as she leaned against a towering tree. Skye was right where she’d said she would be, and relief flooded Narein’s chest. He’d half expected her acceptance of the date to be a p
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First dates are always scary. Especially for those with a disability. When cultures collide, first dates can take on yet another level of complexity. Can Narein Giin navigate a strange culture and a stutter, to win the heart of his love?
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Thank you very much. I'm glad you enjoyed it
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Not to jack the thread, but if you're looking for shifter stories, I cannot recommend @Headstall's Morningstar: The Malaise enough. In addition, @Sasha Distan has Tiger Winter, a story that leaves a longing in my heart to reread constantly, and A Wolf and His Man, and Born Wolf, both of which are very unique looks into werewolves.
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I'm glad you're enjoying the series
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Sometimes my stories actually have a happily ever after Thanks for reading.
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Thank you I'm always happy to entertain someone.
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I want to thank everyone for their wonderful comments and for following this story. I posted the last chapter late at night, and was so tired I forgot to add a note at the end
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DEVYN The door flew open, bouncing off the wall as Devyn shoved through it. Behind him, Jason flicked on the lights and closed the front door, rubbing at a small mark where the knob had hit the wall. Devyn pulled out his phone. A startled yelp escaped him as Jason pulled the phone out of his hands. “I need to call Dad to let him know we got home.” ‘Later,’ Jason signed, setting the phone aside. Devyn watched his mate move through the room, making sure the blinds w
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JASON Nerves bubbled in his chest. Tonight was going to change so many things. Jason sipped at the glass of cranberry wine at the table, grimacing at the taste. He’d never been a fan of alcohol, and the bitterness of the cranberries only made the burn worse. Across the table, Devyn was eating with his usual fervour, his wine largely ignored. Jason still hadn’t seen him in his clothes for the dance; Richard seemed to think the surprise was important for the night. All Jason
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