Happy Hallowreading
I know you’re all anxiously awaiting the end of the day, when you can get drunk and steal children’s candy without shame — that’s how you Halloween, right? — but …
The Lion, the Witch, and the Werewolf, Part Seven: I Told You This Would End Badly
Toby held Brian by the throat, dangling him a foot off the ground. Brian kicked and clawed at the other werewolf’s wrists, but he was proving to be far more …
The Lion, the Witch, and the Werewolf, Part Six: The Redhead’s Mine
The battle had been going on for nearly ten minutes. Almost everyone was dead — or, for two of them, boning in some bushes down the street. Corpses and parts …
The Lion, the Witch, and the Werewolf, Part Five: A Gratuitous Helping of Gore
The werewolf pack rushed forward as the first fireball exploded against the asphalt. The wolfmen charged headlong into the coven, darting past the incendiary missiles and lunging for the witches, …
The Lion, the Witch, and the Werewolf, Part Four: Bad, Bad Pun
“Y’all have gotta be kidding,” said Bertha, staring wide-eyed at the baker’s half-dozen of werewolves frothing and growling in the middle of the street before her. “We don’t have time …