Bloodlust: Tales of werewolves

could smell the soft flesh of people a few floors down. Their scents, their different intoxicating scents, almost calling out to him. Infact, everything called out to him. Colours st

und floor, at a whitewashed foyer full of scientists in lab coats. They all stopped their murmuring and looked at him in trepidation, fear gripping them to the spot. One of the scientists stepped forward with a gun in his hand, squinting as he tried to focus it on the beast. Mike growled, strings of saliva hanging from his fangs, and charged at the man. The other scientists dashed out of the foyer in fright, and the gun dislodged with a cracking noise, burying a bullet in the beast's left limb and slowin

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her mind. "Ann Shirley has a very bad temper. Ann Shirley must learn to control her temper,' and then read it out loud so that even the primer class, who couldn't read writing, should understand it." The young girl shifted on her bed and drew the covers closer, "Anne stood there the rest of the afternoon with that legend above her. She did not cry or hang her head. Anger was still too hot in her heart for that and it sustained her amid all her agony of humiliation. With..." She stopped. There was an almost indistinct creak

her bedside lamp, Lauren walked into the hallwav. Immediately she stepped out of her room she heard a grunt, then a sniffle, like a dog smelling the air. Then a growl; low, menacing and full of danger. "Dad, did you bring another stray dog home?" Her voice became resigned as she roll

e room was filled with the light from the full moon outside. The growling was coming from the direction of the fridge, whose door was wide open. Lauren could see from the illumination of the fridge that the floor was strewn with food items. There w

th a bloodthirsty light, the pupils slitted. It bared its teeth in a growl and got up from its haunches. The beast was easily taller than Lauren, towering

beast pinned her down with its front paws. It raised a paw, ready to take a swipe at her face, then lowered it, its growling reduced to a whimper as it regarded the small girl beneath him. I