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Walk in the Night

by Wolfiethirteen on Sep 11, 2017
NonHuman

It was nighttime, and Alex was walking on a grass path between a field by his house and the forest around it. The moon was full and lit the ground well. He was thinking about his ex-girlfriend. He thought about her seductive curves, her round, hard ass, and her D cup breasts. He felt his cock pushing against his pants. Then he looked at the bulge in his pa...

A Haitian Werewolf's Diary

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

I can't remember the last time I dated a female from my community, and honestly, that's just fine by me. My name is Antoine Leonard Joseph, and I'm a young Black man living in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. I was born in 1987 on the island of Haiti, but moved to the Confederation of Canada with my family in 1990. I've lived here ever since. We fle...

Runaway Piper Ch. 02

by cecily_jones on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

This chapter ends with a nice build up so do expect next chapter to be filled with steamy hot sex! And, as always, suggestions are welcomed! ***** VACANCY blinked the sign in front of them. The young blonde man entered the motel, pulling the ginger girl inside with him. "Two for one night," Nikolas said, paying the man up front. The man looked at them tw...

Man To Wolf

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

My name is Jeremy Brunski. I was born in Massachusetts in the year 1869. My adoptive father Liam was a farmer. My adoptive mother Nicole was a teacher. I had two adoptive brothers, Wilson and Jason. I lived my whole life in the state. I have always been a bit different from the people around me. I loved books. I loved poetry. I was a dreamer. Those things we...

Black Werewolf Empire

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

The laws of my people must change. Those are the thoughts running through my head as I run for my life. The name is Albert Saint Preux. Son of RCMP Sergeant Mathieu Saint Preux and schoolteacher Anne D'Avignon. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I am also a Lycanthrope. What you ordinary human folks like...

Black Werewolf Princess Wedding

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
NonHuman

My name is Paula Jean-Guillaume. And today is my wedding day. To most young women, it's one of the happiest days of their lives. To me, it's a day of apprehension and uncertainty. Such is the life of a Werewolf in North America. Yeah, that's what I am. Not that you would know unless I told you. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, curvy, with dark brown ski...

The Haitian Werewolf Chronicles

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

There sure are some stupid people in the world, man. My name is Raphael Mathieu. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I moved to Toronto last year, after spending ten years in Des Moines, Iowa. I'm a naturalized citizen of the United States, though I'm originally from Northern Haiti. I recently moved to the...

Caribbean Werewolf Romance

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

The life of a wolf-man's girlfriend isn't the easiest thing in the world, but I wouldn't give up mine for the world. In case you're wondering who this is, the name is Madeline Sutherland, and I'm a young woman living in the City of Toronto, province of Ontario. I was born on November 8, 1989, in Kingston City, Jamaica, to a Black mother and English father, w...

Haitian Werewolf Chronicle

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Imagine for a second that the year is 2000. Some of your friends and family members that are gone now were alive and well then. By most counts, 2000 was a great year. A time of optimism in the United States of America and the rest of the world. Technologically, it's quite backward. No MySpace, no YouTube and no Facebook. AOL rules the Internet. Before the te...

The Wolf Prince of Bel-Air

by Samuelx on Oct 8, 2019
NonHuman

The sun rose over the town of Bel-Air, located in the hills dominating the City of Cap-Haitien, northern Haiti. Lucien Henri lay buck-naked on the soft grass, and blinked against the light. Not again, the young man thought as he slowly got up. If someone told Lucien a year ago that his existence would become this strange, he would have laughed out loud. Luci...