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Wolf’s Bane BLUE-BALLED
“Argh, pain! How is this possible?!” Eron started his morning complaining. The alarm went off near his ear, and it suddenly brought him back to his forest campsite, where his whole body was aching. As soon as he moved into his tent to turn to his side, the pain became even more evident. “How great would it be to get a massage,” he thought, lazily closing his eyes again, stuck between sleepiness and pain, thinking of just resting one more minute before getting up and starting the day, then his mind would betray him once again with the need to shut down or blank out. “Would you like me to massage you, Eron?” “Di… Miss Diwana, when did you get here? What are you doing in my tent?” “I never left,” she said in a whisper, looking seductively at the naked, tanned, handsome man by her side. “You don’t remember?” His thoughts: “I wish I did… Maybe it’s because of THAT that my body is hurting. I’d be happy if that was the case… but then, what Did I do to her to be so sore myself?” Eron st
Wolf’s Bane COLD-BLOODED MURDER
The memory hit him without notice, and he was immediately transported to a building about four stories tall. It was an elegant old wooden mansion colored light blue and green with a pawn and antique shop in the front. The store was really just a facade for a very different kind of business being offered inside the house itself. The last customer entered the pawnshop, and then never exited. Eron waited for them to turn the ‘Open’ sign to ‘Closed,’ and, a couple of hours later, the store had the lights off and the whole business had moved in full to their secondary entrance. It was the one that was reserved only for very regular, well-known, VVIP customers that visited the night workers of the place. ‘The Temptation House’ was at the top of the businesses that were on his old boss' blacklist. Because of that, of course, the job would be reserved for only him to complete. “Good. I’ll give it fifteen more minutes and then go in," the then-assassin thought to himself. "It should be a cl
Wolf’s Bane DREAMS AND HOAXES
“Oh no, I’m going to be late! Why didn’t I wake up with the alarm?” Of course, she knew why. The question was really more of a frustrated statement than an actual query, especially since the answer was already part of the dream, she just had… Di dreamed of him. And she’s feeling a lot of embarrassment about it. Even more so since she liked the dream. Extremely liked it… So, as she continued to rush about prepping for her cooking time at four in the morning while the whole house was still asleep, she allowed herself a few moments to remember her dream. And she felt her face flush even more at the memory… +++ The widow found herself outside the house, somewhere in the forest that seemed unfamiliar to her. That should have given her a clue that she was just dreaming. But then, everything felt so real. The smells… the coldness… the sounds… the full moon’s glow illuminating everything, even allowing her to see the muted colors of the trees and bushes in the darkness… All of it was
Wolf’s Bane TEMPTATIONS RIGHT AT THE DOOR
The memory was over. Eron was back in his camp. The coffee was now ready and served in his oversized tin cup. He shook the sugar at the bottom of it with his not-silver spoon, and he was about to have a sip of the very hot beverage. His mind had been very active in the little time this morning that he had been ‘conscious’ so far, and after the massage that never happened, along with the memory of his past missions, he was deeply thoughtful. “Maybe it’s for the best if I’m not an expert assassin anymore. Just maybe, if I really am losing it and I cannot become a killer again, I can finally do what I came here for, which is to genuinely start over, have a new life, be a new person and truly turn over a new leaf,” he thought, with a certain lady at the back of his mind all the time. At first, he didn't seem to realize it, but then… “And, of course, Diwana doesn’t deserve a killer for a partner…” He took another sip of his coffee, then froze. “Wait, what? What did I just say? No no
Wolf’s Bane TEMPTATIONS RIGHT AT THE DOOR TOO
"Nah… My father wanted me to be something I can never be," Eron said as he placed Di's things inside his tent for safekeeping. "My brother was pushed to be perfect, and the only one that really cared for me, I had to leave behind…" “I see… was… uh… was it a lady? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, of course,” she said, feeling her cheeks turning a bit red as she rushed through her last words... Her thoughts: "Why do I care if this person is a woman or not? A man like him was probably surrounded by girls all the time! Diwana… What are you thinking now? He’s nicer than what you’re used to and now you’re thinking more than you should dare to. Remember your place… and also… remember your curse…" She was almost lost in her thoughts, getting sad again, when his words surprised her. “Oh, yes. Indeed, she is a woman. My brother’s wife… everybody saw us more brother and sister than they would see my brother and I as siblings. We’re so close that we call each other twins… Well, I
Wolf’s Bane DISTURBING SECRETS
Myron woke up pretty early for this task since he didn’t want too many people at the precinct when he finally got there. He didn’t plan to stay there for long, either. Just get the stuff and go, hit and run as he would always say as a joke among his colleagues. He was quite the charmer in their department, which made his “sideline” even less likely to be discovered. Besides, the fact that he’s a locally decorated hero twice in his lifetime would definitely put any naysayers or doubters at bay. All he really needed to do was to be careful so he wouldn’t be caught while making sure his “client” would be satisfied with his services. So far, he’s doing pretty well… “Baby, it’s still too early… Why are you getting up already…?” a sleepy, sweet voice said beside him. He looked at his naked wife-to-be who was looking up at him with cute goo-goo eyes, obviously upset that he wouldn’t be staying to snuggle. The boyish-looking cop smiled at her, feeling himself going hard at the longing exp
Wolf’s Bane SERG, THE PROTEGE
Myron knew exactly who was at the evidence section that day so he was confident that he wouldn’t be questioned. It was quite a surprise for him to hear Constable Sergei Grant, AKA Serg, to actually ask him what his request was for. "No offence intended, Sir, but you aren’t connected to the team in charge of this case if I remember correctly,” the younger officer said while scratching behind his uniform’s collar. The Detective’s thoughts: “Ok, he’s not exactly aggressive towards me so that would mean he’s just a little unsure about the consequences of giving in to my request. Not so hard to deal with…” "Yup, I do admit it. I’m not part of the investigators in this case. However, I have this feeling that there’s an angle here that we can use to finally bring down those bastards.” "Do you mean the governor’s private army, The Argerlich?” "Shhh, be careful what you say out loud, Serg. You know that there’s no proof that the governor is indeed the leader of those Argers.” "Come on, Li
Wolf’s Bane QUESTIONABLE COINCIDENCES
Jack was still in front of the mass of lumber workers, slowly coming out of the memories of his last teenage years. Yet, the images didn’t stop, and the ones that came next were not the easiest ones… Not too long after the small argument between Jack and his father after church, he would be sent away to study. His father would have said at the time that it was because he had to continue the family business, and even if that was believable for him, he always kept in the back of his mind that his parents Did that to keep him from thinking about his lost sister. It had only been a few months since he left the village and lived in the city of another country while he graduated from his career in administration. It would even help make the lie believable… That his sister was now with a guy… A foreigner, happy somewhere else… Even Jack wanted to believe that. But then, the other girls that disappeared from the village, where did they go? It couldn’t have been all fake, since he saw t