Elite Force: Chapter 1
Author's Note: This project has been dropped and resurrected more times than I care to count. Elite Force is a project designed to spawn a furry novel that could legitimately survive in the general sci-fi culture and attract non-furry readers. As you...
A Harmonixer's Journey: Prologue and Chapter 1
Long ago, before the advent of space technology and the merging of human and alien societies, there once existed spirits that could meld their own souls with those of humans', giving the humans the power beyond that of a monster. For a short time,...
Kissing Ass on the Hill is a Skill
Ara Sefield is your average, ordinary, run-of-the-mill vixen. Brown coat, white accent colors, and lovely blue eyes. She is also a secretary to the Vice President. Very often she is seen wearing red blouses and silvery pants, glasses perced on her...
Halloween in Sandspur
I had been driving for over 5 hours. My destination was Sandspur, a place that has had a grisly murder streak that occurs every halloween. I,of course, being the 19 year old human that I am, found murder interesting. I wanted to BE there when the...
Inventory: Future of Elite Force Universe
This is a basic inventory of all the futuristic gear in my book universe. Some of it has actual backing in scientific theories and some of it a complete sci-fi I thought would fit in. I will say now that when I say "Evo" I mean furries. I will explain...
Fur's Random Swordplay 1
Duran froze as the blade thrust through his back, protruding from his chest, and piercing his heart. The brown wolf grabbed the blade, that of a finely crafted katana, and held it in place. His strength was fading fast, but he had to give Xer the...
Fur's Random Swordplay 1
Duran froze as the blade thrust through his back, protruding from his chest, and piercing his heart. The brown wolf grabbed the blade, that of a finely crafted katana, and held it in place. His strength was fading fast, but he had to give Xer the...
Chuian in Soul Society: Day 1
I woke up with a horrid headache, and the knowledge that I shouldn't be waking up at all. My most recent memory sang forth in an instant, and it was of me being crushed under the weight of a pourra. I remembered breathing my last breath, watching my...