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Right to a Bear's Arms, Ch. 11

It did not take Hera too terribly long to change out of her sleepwear after taking a fast shower, then allowing him to do the same while she packed up some clothes, toiletries and other various sup...

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Right to a Bear's Arms, Ch. 10

The ringing of a phone stirred Kelin from his slumber.  It wasn't so much actual ringing, but actually a dial-tone version of Carol of the Bells.  Rising groggily from his pillows of boun...

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Feral High, Ch. 10

The grim, monotonous beep of the heartrate monitor filled the oppressive silence of the hospital room.  Erie Heen sat slumped forward in her uncomfortable, seemingly too-small padded chair.&nb...

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Ta(i)l(e)s and Scales

Tale 1: Interviews and Accords

"And you know what you're to do?" King Tribalt demanded for the fourth time.  "You know of the plan, for certain?  For if you attempt to trick us, I'l...

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Anthro World Lore, Species, & Definitions

To clarify for some who have asked, concerning the canon lore names for the differing Anthro Species, Definitions, Lore, and other information, I decided I would make a list of them for everyon...

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Commissioned Story: Danger Close, Ch. 1

*A commission for Schnno*

Time: 10:15 P.M.

"Are the display cases all locked?"

"Yes."

"Are the bathrooms swept and mopped?"

"Yes."

"Have you res...

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Commissioned Story: Fang, Ch. 3

Shuffle steps, quick and light.  Balance on the backfoot, anchor for stability, duck and weave while shifting weight.  Uppercut counter to a presumed straight left, follow up with rap...

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Commissioned Story: Fang, Ch. 2

The key to surviving any fight was footwork: a solid stance and quick movements, flowing from one position to the next.  The attacks one made after the fact were but a byproduct of effective g...

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Commissioned Story: Fang, Ch. 1

*A commission for Spartan514*

Left.  Obvious right.  Spinning uppercut to avoid immediate retaliatory haymaker.  Expect flurry of retort, target favors left side.  Tak...

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Commissioned Story: No Words Necessary, Ch. 1

NO WORDS NECESSARY
A Commission for GuardianWolfz
Part 1


The clatter of the barbell thudding down into its resting place echoed around the w...

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Commissioned Story: She's the Boss, Ch. 3

She's the Boss
A commission for NoctisCalem

Part 3, !Lemon!

A/N Extremely NSFW material ahead.  You have been warned.

The car ri...

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Commissioned Story: She's the Boss, Ch. 2

She's the Boss
A commission for NoctisCalem
Part 2

Elizabeth Johnson checked the time on her phone as the limo crept annoyingly, frustratingly slow thr...

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Commissioned Story: She's the Boss, Ch. 1

"She's the Boss"
A Commission for NoctisCalem

Part 1

Griffith James struggled to hold onto the number of oversized files in his hands as he stumbl...

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Commissioned Story: Together We Heal, Ch. 2

TOGETHER WE HEAL
A Commission for LastOmega25

(A/N: This Chapter contains details of PTSD, Trauma, some bigotry, and tense situations.  Viewer discretion is ...

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Commissioned Story: Together We Heal, Ch. 1

TOGETHER WE HEAL
A Commission for LastOmega25
Part 1

"All right, very good work everyone!" stated Therapist Ling as the class all panted from exertion,...

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Poll of Continuance

Going forward, all stories from Wattpad will continue their migration here, first chapter of each reposting to Wattpad and later chapters as written posted for Patron content.  Right to a Bear...

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Right to a Bear's Arms, Ch. 9

They rode up the elevator to Hera's apartment in mostly silence. Kelin's nerves were firing faster than he could ever remember, even more so than even senior prom. He kept glancing up at Hera, who ...

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Feral High, Ch. 9

Ashleigh's Hummer ground to a stop in front of the police station.  There were several squad cars of various sizes parked in the appropriate spots.  Safely nestled against the opposing cu...

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Right to a Bear's Arms, Ch. 8

*Author's Note: This chapter contains some deeply emotional parts about therapy, self-forgiveness, and some controversial material.  As this is a work of fiction, please be understanding, ...

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Feral High, Ch. 8

Sullen huntress eyes watched the pair of lovey-dovey, unconventional, could-not-be-less-different high schoolers as they talked and laughed more and more.    A claw fidgeted with a salt d...

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Cougar on the Prowl: Ms. Triss


Craig sat up upon the massive, four-

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Right to a Bear's Arms, Ch. 7

The Birdsong Karaoke bar was a nice establishment tucked down a side street in the deeper parts of Arknought city proper. Nestled between sprawling skyscrapers and illuminated by a bright neon sign...

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Feral High, Ch. 7

Kenzi felt stupid.  She looked stupid.  She had never felt more ridiculous and out of place in her life.  She was standing in the middle of the mall, outside the store where she and ...

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Commissioned Story: Fang


Cover art by JackRip!

Characters and Story belong to: Spartan514

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Right to a Bear's Arms, Ch. 6

"And then what happened?" demanded Ophelia, leaning forwards across Kelin's knees as he did situps. He grunted with the strain, the workout matt was plush underneath of him and he used its bounce t...

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Feral High, Ch. 6

Now that  Anon and Kenzi were 'dating', things had gotten somehow more chaotic than ever before, and yet also more peaceful at the same time.  She was still antisocial and gruff towards e...

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Right to a Bear's Arms, Ch. 5

Hera hitched up her backpack upon her broad shoulders and stoically kept her rugged marching pace along the forest trail.  It was not the Gym park; she had driven a fair ways out of town to re...

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Feral High, Ch. 5

The train rumbled along the tracks up above them on the hill.  The wooden planks bounced and rattled beneath the weight of the engine, the rusted metal tracks creaking every now and then. ...

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Right to a Bear's Arms, Ch. 4

It was not cold out, but a light breeze still filled the air, heralding the continuance of a brisk and healthy spring season. As it ever was around this time, the gym's jogging track was shrouded i...

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Feral High, Ch. 4

Anon sagged onto the gymnasium bleachers, completely wiped out.  Feral High Phys. Ed was much more intensive than his old Human schools had been.  Alongside the normal run, stretch, warm-...

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