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Wolf’s Bane SPECIAL INTRODUCTIONS
“Eron, I’m already done with your request,” Madame Tess declared with a pleased voice as she entered the half-filled living room. “We can now use it to enchant the food items that you plan to feed to your Ärger guests.”The hazel-eyed Charmer immediately stood up from the flowery-patterned armchair where he was lounging and gave a small nod and smile of approval at what he heard. “That’s wonderful news, Mrs. Merhi! Now all we have to do is drizzle your potion on the foodstuff in the dining room table and kitchen counters.”“Leave that to us and your Twinny, son. But I would like to ask Diwana to join us so we can continue to teach her how to use her Faye magic.”“Of course, Madame. All you need to do is ask,” the smiling curvy mate said as she stood from the matching floral sofa, then quickly walked towards her renter slash magic mentor. “We can begin now, no problem.”“While you're doing that, we’ll just take our ride back to our rented shack and get those skinned bunnies so you can
Wolf’s Bane PROLOGUE: FIGHT OR FLIGHT
“Surrender now, Right Hand! We’ll make it short and sweet if you do that!” “Holy crap, Ogre, you really going to do this now? Yap yap yap instead of just shooting at me? Are we in a fucking B action movie or what?” “We mean it, A-Bomb, stop joking around! Better that you just give up the fight and spare yourself the torture once we gun you down!” “Surrender now, Right Hand! We’ll make it short and sweet if you do that!” “Holy crap, Ogre, you really going to do this now? Yap yap yap instead of just shooting at me? Are we in a fucking B action movie or what?” “We mean it, A-Bomb, stop joking around! Better that you just give up the fight and spare yourself the torture once we gun you down!” “Bro! That’s a classic bad-guy move, OK? Once you start monologuing, it’s over! You’re gonna lose for sure!” “Damn it, A! It’s fight or flight! What do you really want to do? But whatever you choose, be prepared for the consequences!” “Whatever I choose, I’m never going back! NEVER, you hear m
Wolf’s Bane NEW BEGINNINGS
Where would you say is the best place to hide when you’re starting a new life? Some people say it’s in plain sight, right in front of the people who might look for you. Some others dream of a peaceful, quiet hideaway, that’s located a good distance from everything familiar. Like a remote lumberjack camp up in the mountains, so far, far away. “I can hardly believe that you were just a security guard back in your city, or how they let go of a guy that looks so menacing as you. Are you sure you were just that?” a smiling man with brown hair and blue eyes said. He was walking and talking with another man, with a similar description as his, having the same height of six feet, broader shoulders though, and a slightly more muscular body. Also, the second one happened to have brown-reddish hair, hazel eyes closer to green than brown, and a more obvious tan. It had been less than an hour since the job interview, and the employer decided to make sure his newly hired employee would be ok with
Wolf’s Bane THE PAST MEETS THE PRESENT
More than a decade ago… “Sorah, what are you doing out of the house at this time? You know we shouldn’t be outside at this hour!” A teenager Jack hissed/yelled to his sister, who was just a year older than him. “What? Nothing’s gonna happen! Besides, I’m technically not even outside the house, I’m just sitting on the roof, Jack, what could go wrong?” “I don’t know, but you know they tell us those stories for a reason, Sorah…” “The legends? Just fairy tales to keep us kids inside the house at night. Do you really believe that it is possible that something like a werewolf exists? I’m no longer a child and I can’t really believe those tales, brother, sorry.” “Just because you’re eighteen now, doesn’t mean that you just can do whatever, sis… Please, come back in or I’ll tell Mom and Dad.” “Ugh, fine, fine… you’re a traitor, Jack, you know that? And you talk like an old grandma.” “No, I’m your brother and I’m supposed to watch over you.” The young lady tried to go back inside the ho
Wolf’s Bane SECRET MEETINGS
The barn showed signs of being abandoned, while the farmhouse that was about fifty feet away looked uninhabited as well. Technically both were, since the family who owned this farm had obviously gone abroad, died out, or was killed off by an angry mob. Considering how off-grid the place was, even the last option was possible. So, when two expensive cars arrived to park near the barn, thirty minutes apart from each other, and then two men in suits and long coats went out of the said vehicles to meet under the shade of a nearby tree, it’s obvious that this was a meeting that’s out of the ordinary. “It took a while to scrape off enough tissue and blood just to get a proper sample, Hero. Other than the initial evidence that I ran off with before, I really can’t promise you more of that any time soon, I’m sorry,” Myron the Insider said as he passed over two vials to the other man. Hiromoto raised the two glass tubes to look at them carefully before replying, “We appreciate what you’ve a
Wolf’s Bane THE GOVERNOR
Hours later back in the city, inside a classy but modern conference room, a number of distinguished men were seated at a luxurious long glass table with matching chairs… “So, gentlemen, I am pleased to announce that I have found more samples taken from the site. However, our contact can no longer give us any additional ones in the future since there are no more.” “Well, unfortunately, the ones that we received before are already quite tainted by the chemicals and heat of the explosions, Left Hand. It was quite impossible to be sure if the source of the samples is indeed Aaron Keiser.” “I don’t think you understand what I’m trying to complete here, Doctor. It’s very simple: I want absolute proof that the body - or body parts - of the burnt corpse found in the destroyed vehicle of Aaron Keiser is indeed him.” “Don’t you mean was, Governor?” “I don’t like repeating myself, Doctor Hauptman, but I believe that Aaron Keiser IS still out there, alive and kicking. I also believe he set up
Wolf’s Bane HUNGER
“Me and my big mouth,” mumbled Eron beneath his breath. “And damn it, her rice cakes and cassava sweets are absolutely delicious!” No thanks to him insisting that they go and talk with the woman he saw from afar, his boss had relieved him from his work and had insisted that they accompany her back to the sawmill. So, after having several small pastries which he bought from the beautiful, buxom woman, he found himself carrying her other eco-bag since she insisted on carrying her basket. And to his alarm, he was now trying to control his lust as he strolled beside her, so very close to just ravishing her as she talked to his new boss. He suddenly was wishing he never came near her… How thankful he was that Jack was the one talking to her and not him. “I really think that it would be good for all of us, Diwana… I know I’ve mentioned it many times, but, if you had a diner here in the camp, you’d make a lot more money, and also, you’d avoid having to take long walks back and forth every
Wolf’s Bane CHALLENGES
“Don’t worry, bro, if she doesn’t accept your request, you can stay with me,” Jack said, still hugging Eron, who turned and looked at the smiling, innocent boss of the site. “Bro, I don’t know what to think about what you're offering me,” Eron said, smiling/smirking, but above everything, putting a big effort not to burst into laughter. Jack looked at the newbie’s naughty expression and took two steps back. “What the hell, bro!?” he laughed. “Seriously? I mean that we have a campsite, way safer than the middle of the forest, and you can stay there for free as long as you’re working here. Damn bro, your mind… it’s filthy, haha!” Eron's thoughts: “Sure… My mind… filthy? After the way you’ve been looking at me, I hope it’s really just my mind, bro.” “Well, doesn’t sound bad at all. I’ll take it. Hope it’s less dangerous than the forest, though,” he said, now letting out a hearty laugh. “Who knows, there might be more people there that would be giving me invitations to ‘stay with them