I got to the Primate Institute just as they were unloading Emily. She was severely agitated, thrashing and shrieking as they extricated her from the container.
I shook my head, feeling terrible. I knew she didn’t want anyone risking their lives over her and was furious that no one was listening.
They got her into one of the enclosures, then I saw Elaine interacting with Koko, who ...
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The next day I took Emily in to the Flight Center where we met with Hank, Dr. Bennet, and some other engineers and doctors. I put the moment LoveJoy crossed with the image of Emily shielding Koko as it passed over.
“This is where we think it happened,” I said.
“We saw that footage, but disregarded it,” Dr. Bennet said. “Did you actually feel something as it passed over?”...
2025-03-19 15:44:54 +0000 UTC
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Didn't realize I hadn't posted past chapter ten. Here's chapter 11.
Over the coming days and weeks to follow we settled into a routine. I would take Kiki to the institute in the mornings and head to work. She would work with Elaine, Koko and the other primates while I went over the hours and hours of video footage from the stellaris to try to find anything that could have caused ...
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Ten pages for Piano Plan today. The plot is beginning to be revealed.
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Here's part two of A Gothic Outcome
2025-02-19 20:47:45 +0000 UTC
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When Lydia and Thomas Thompson go hiking up Mary's Peak in Oregon, they are caught up in a supernatural event that might change them forever. Lydia must embrace being The Thirteenth Witch in order to bring stability back to Saelicbrook, and Thomas back to himself. Will she succeed when faced with a Otherworld Cthulian Horror and her own resistance?
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This was a comission from the Morpheus Tier.
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This was The Bitch that I posted earlier. I cleaned some things up and put them in PDF format.
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Molly awoke in the soft glow of morning light filtering through the curtains. Her body, now fully adjusted to its new form, stretched with a languid ease that felt second nature. She allowed herself a low growl of satisfaction, her back arching, paws flexing, before rolling to one side to scratch behind her ear. The sensation was blissfully satisfying. She licked between her toes absentmindedly...
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Jill sat on her haunches in the living room, her golden eyes narrowing as Stephen approached with the collar and leash in his hands. His expression was serious, tinged with something she could only interpret as regret.
“A leash? Really?” she tried to say, but her words dissolved into sharp barks and frustrated yaps. The sound grated on her nerves, a constant reminder of the body she n...
2025-01-21 17:58:36 +0000 UTC
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I discovered AI can narrate your book and this is an experiment. I've discovered it helps me uncover errors in my work by reading it back to me. Not sure if I'll ever create an audiobook, but I thought some might be interested. This is my first Chapter of Changes in Paradise. If you're interested in the full novel, it's available on my Patreon 2025-01-19 17:25:39 +0000 UTC
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Jill lay on the bed next to Stephen, her furred body stretched awkwardly across the sheets. Her sides still stung from the loup-garou’s claws, but Stephen had tended to her wounds with a calm efficiency that only made her heart ache more. She glanced at him as he sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands.
“I hoped…” she began, her voice rasping and broken. She swallowed ha...
2025-01-15 21:30:08 +0000 UTC
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Done with the current batch
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Stephen closed Ian’s bedroom door softly, but Jill had still heard his question. “Where’s Mommy?”
The words echoed in her mind, sharper than any pain her changing body had inflicted. She had been standing just outside, her canine form hidden in the shadows of the hallway, her fur prickling with guilt.
Stephen sat talking to Ian for quite a while. Whatever he said, Ian hadn't...
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Changes are happening...
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Ian stood in the doorway, his small frame silhouetted by the warm glow spilling out from the kitchen. His eyes widened as they landed on Jill—her sleek Collie fur shimmering under the faint light from the porch. She crouched awkwardly, unsure of herself, her golden eyes meeting his for a fleeting moment before she turned her gaze away.
Those eyes had changed in the last hour. The vibran...
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Jill's dreams hwere vivid, more real than anything she’d ever experienced. She was a canine—no, a dog—running through the woods on all fours. The scents around her were intoxicating: damp earth, wild animals, the metallic tang of blood. She felt free, powerful. When she howled at the moon, it wasn’t a cry of loneliness—it was a song of belonging.
But when she woke, the dream’s...
2025-01-09 18:05:50 +0000 UTC
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Here's the next batch of Piano Plan. Due to recent restrictions, I've had to blot out the naughty bits. If you want a naughty bits version, shoot me an email at rainemonday@gmail.com and I'll see where I can have it hosted.
2025-01-09 16:53:10 +0000 UTC
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As they left the hall, Jill kept her hood up and her head down, forcing a smile every time someone commented on her “costume.”
“Oh, Jill, what a fun idea!” one of the moms said, patting her on the arm—a touch that made Jill flinch. “You’re really getting into the holiday spirit!”
“Thanks,” Jill murmured, her voice tight, her hands shoved into her pockets. She did...
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The hot water streamed over Jill’s body as she stood in the shower, her gaze locked on her right leg. No matter how much she tried to focus on something else—the warmth of the water, the scent of the soap—her eyes kept drifting back.
The limb was undeniably canine, the muscles taut and powerful beneath its furred surface. Her paw flexed instinctively, the rough pads on the bottom pr...
2025-01-06 19:43:34 +0000 UTC
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Got this compiled and ready. Hope you enjoy!
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The Waitress finds Michael in a dusty old practice room. I wonder what they might get up to in there?
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