Dane: Putting Out Fires
Dane Bennett fidgeted in the huge, low couch that took up most of Noriko's studio apartment, unable to quite make eye contact with his boss and lover. He'd just dropped a bombshell on...
Darian and Dane: Sins and Sleepovers
"What did you do?" Darian tried hard not to cry. She stood in the hallway before her brother's apartment door, soaked...
Darian, Thomas, and Marina: Household Chores
"Aren't you supposed to be painting, kiddo?" Darian looked up from the beach chair next to the Bennett family's lazy...
Darian and Noriko: Hired Help
Darian twisted the silver stud in their ear, a nervous habit they'd picked up in the last couple months since starting to wear them. They were feeling very gender-bent today, thus...
Dane, Bertie, and Daria: Three's Company
Dane wasn't sure how he felt about the new atmosphere at the Feral Barrel Bar. Things with Noriko were awkward, but a fun awkward. New lovers feeling the sweet tension of flirtatious...
Facing Demons 4: Just Rewards
Toby Halstead glanced across his cereal bowl to see his father giving him an appraising glance. Toby blushed under Ed Halstead's bespectacled gaze. His dad had been giving him odd looks...
Facing Demons 3: Better Rest
By the week before Halloween, Toby Halstead hadn't had a decent night's sleep in almost three weeks. He stared at the whiteboard at the head of Ms. Campbell's classroom without actually...
Costume Antics
Shel wobbled in place, feeling hot and stuffy. The chubby Irish Setter's fur was drooping with sweat. "Andy," he groaned, "can we pull apart a sec? It's hard to breathe in this thing." ...
Facing Demons 2: Hard Bargain
Toby Halstead stared apprehensively at the dozens of artfully arranged books before him. Each one was encased in a small glass box, looked about a thousand years old, and had price tags...
Facing Demons
Toby Halstead hesitantly slid the trio of heavy books onto the counter at the front desk of the library. The gangly bat pup was so small as to almost be the same height as the...
Dane and Noriko: Hangover Cures
_You are really dumb,_ Dane thought to himself as he hammered on the door. _She's gonna kill you. Or worse, fire you._ The door remained closed, and Dane narrowed his eyes at it, as if...
Dane: Did Wrong
Dane absently wiped the wine glass in his hand with a rag that was mostly clean, staring at the nearly empty bar. The place died down a lot after about 8 pm; the dinner-and-drinks crowd...