The Last Building on Bay Street
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The last building on Bay Street is the only thing keeping the area from becoming a perfect neighbourhood - rough and dangerous, just as its inhabitants who had thought that their biggest problem would be keeping the council from taking away their home. Instead, they are faced with werewolves, freshly intergrated into society, who are claiming human mates. Jamie finds it difficult to run the illegal businesses of the apartment with an infuriating, if handsome, werewolf police officer shadowing him; Raphael is claimed as the mate of a grumpy, hard gangster who is surprisingly clingy, against his will; Buster's biggest concern is finding money, no matter what - yet he finds a certain pale haired, arrogant wolf he just happened to rob unforgettable; Art wants to get through life quietly, even as an illegal stripper - so when he finds out his new teacher and the owner of his building is his mate, his life is pretty much over; Val is pretty happy making a living as an underground fighter which is why Ellie, rich werewolf CEO, irritates the hell out of her; and Gus is now forever tied to a soldier due to be dispatched soon. Oh, and there's a weed van parked in their back yard.
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The Last Building on Bay Street We'll be Alright
My sweetest Gus,I miss you. I miss you so freaking much. I can’t even tell you just how much. I don’t think that big of a number has been invented yet. I hope you miss me that much, too. I mean, I don’t! I hope you miss me, but I also hope that you’re happy. I got your letter this morning and could barely get through the day without thinking of what to write to you. I got shouted at by my commander during drills, and I spaced out so much during cooking duty that I got smacked upside the head. Now I’m sitting in my bunk, at the desk, and writing this by candlelight. It’s late. This base is so huge, but it gets so quiet at night. Discipline, I suppose. I’m going out into town to drink with the boys tomorrow; we have leave for a couple hours, so I’ll mail this letter then. I’ll probably get drunk and whine about how much I love you again. They’re sta
The Last Building on Bay Street The Biggest Stack of Cash You've Seen in your Life
Watching the last building on Bay Street get knocked down was as hard as expected, but the tenants tied to it – Raphael, Art, Jamie, Buster, Val and Gus – decided they wanted to see it go. Wanted to say goodbye. DeeDee wept all morning and refused to come out of her van, which she was hot-boxing. Everyone else that had worked in the building – Toby, the other barista; Nicky, the owner of A Touch of Ink; the old, grumbling landlady and everyone else...to them, it was just a building. Just a job. They’d find another. But not the gang. The best years of their lives were tied to this building. This is where they met, where they became friends. Where they built up the Crypt from nothing, where Jamie manned the coffee shop with the ferocity of a mother bear protecting her cubs. This was where they housed DeeDee and her weed plants – her ‘babies – and where Buster, Val, Gus and Jamie found a place for themselves, their own little corners to live in. This was where Art collapsed after a har
The Last Building on Bay Street The Last Full Moon
On the evening of the full moon, a spring storm was raging. In Ellie’s small apartment that she now owned instead of her impressive condo, Val sat on the arm of the armchair in the bedroom, looking out of the window. The full moon wasn’t visible, hidden by steely grey clouds. Rain was coming down hard, snaking down the windowpanes, and there was a distant echo of thunder. There was something calming about the storm. Val sat in the bedroom, not bothering to turn the light on, in one of Ellie’s warm, 100% cashmere sweaters and her own ripped jeans. Her feet dangled just above the floor. She was...relaxed. She couldn’t remember the last time she truly was relaxed. Ellie walked into the bedroom, carrying a mug of tea, made with half cold-water, half hot-water, like Val liked, so she could drink it straight away, ‘’admiring the rain?’’ Ellie asked, slipping the cup into Val’s hand and collapsing into the armchair
The Last Building on Bay Street One Hundred Thousand Quid
‘’We have over seventy nine thousand,’’ Val said. She sounded pleading as she looked at Gus over the small table in the meeting room in the jail, her dark hand hovering near Gus’, as if she wanted to reach out and hold it, but knew she couldn’t without being thrown out. The cop in the corner was already giving her suspicious looks; afterall, she’d been locked up alongside Gus not two days before, ‘’we can spare your bail.’’ Gus stared at her, ‘’what do you mean, you can spare my bail? Of course you can’t! I’ve done the calculations. Time is working against us. We need to get the remaining twenty one thousand in the next few days of we’ll lose the building. How much is my bail? Seven hundred? Eight hundred?’’ Val bit her lip, looking away, ‘’one thousand two hundred.’’ Gus closed his eyes briefly. He hated being stuck in his cell, especially since he now had a leering, rude drunk lo
The Last Building on Bay Street The Illegal Police
Diego slipped into the police station’s filing room with his heart threatening to beat right out of his chest. It was dim here, with only a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling. He walked down the rows upon rows of labelled plastic boxes, until he reached ‘R’. He pulled out the box, as quietly as he could, found DeeDee’s file and yanked it out. It was dull yellow, with her name printed in imposing black letters. He flipped it open. He was greeted with the now-familiar list of DeeDee’s run-ins with the police. Arrested for some protests in the 50s and 70s, drug records...she even served time for battery. Diego pulled out the piece of paper from her file and quickly replaced it with the one he’d printed the night before – almost identical, except the charge at the bottom was for ‘excessive marihuana smoking in public’, not growing and supplying, of weed or anything else. To make sure his lie wouldn’t be caught out, Diego had Raphael move DeeDee’s van to a more remote location fo
The Last Building on Bay Street When Prison Breakouts are Not in Your Skill-Set
The Winter Pack was gathered in Ellie’s new place – a much smaller one bedroom apartment on the third floor of a downtown apartment building – except without their alpha there. Alex was pacing the length of Ellie’s bedroom, hands in fists, teeth gritted, eyes hard as a rock. None of the wolves had ever seen Alex so pissed off. They had never seen him angry, period. But when news came that Gus was behind bars and unlikely to be released anytime soon, Alex had nearly lost his mind. Diego was propping up the wall, arms crossed over his broad chest, chewing on his lip, thinking how he could bust everyone out of prison. Jamie was at his side, looking like he hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep. He leaned heavily on Diego, subconsciously. Raphael was sitting on the bed. He looked the worst out of all of them. His hair was messy, his eyes hard dark circles under them and his golden-brown skin was ashy. He’d been working practically non
The Last Building on Bay Street The Big Crackdown
Jed whistled, impressed, ‘’you’ve really outdone yourselves this time.’’ The rolling hills, between the city and the forest, were blazing with light and blasting with music. Art and Jamie, on either side of Jed, admired the view with unhidden pride. Their ‘faerie rave’ was by far their most successful rave and they had been organising those for a week and a half straight. The hills were overtaken by party-goers in bright clothes; boys in neon jackets and masks and girls with glitter and flower crowns. The Crypt’s gear had been put to good use. The grass and trees danced with neon lights and speakers pulsed music over the open space. There were small bonfires started here and there, surrounded with bricks and rocks for safety. They had been a bitch to build for Jamie and Art but it was worth it for the effect. From where the three of them stood, the whole thing looked like some wild dance of the faerie hunt. ‘’Right,’’ Jamie said, ‘’time to get to work.’’ They
The Last Building on Bay Street Everything Short of Grave Robbing
For two weeks straights, Jed argued with the council and the rest of the pack plotted. When finally an ultimatum of money – one hundred thousand – and a date of exactly one month were granted, everyone got to work. It was a huge amount of money and a very short time; the pack was being set up to fail but everyone was determined to save the last building on Bay Street. For the humans, it wasn’t the first or last time they had to fight for something in their lives and their fire fuelled their mates. During the first days of March came the raves, and they were glorious. *~*~* ‘’Glitter ball,’’ Fritz said distastefully, brushing a handful of glitter off his shoulder, ‘’nice.’’ ‘’It works,’’ Val called over the music, turning gracefully from the makeshift bar. Losing the building meant also losing the Crypt. But even without a venue, the Bay St
The Last Building on Bay Street Oficially Screwed and Not In a Good Way
Buster woke up feeling sore all over. He wondered briefly if he’d gotten beat up again at a dodgy job. But then it all came crashing back – the movie, the drive, him triggering Gideon into a full-moon state, getting home, that strange need that took over everything else, the kiss...and then nothing. He groaned and opened his eyes, feeling the covers of Gideon’s bed slide all over his naked body. Gideon himself was sitting up, the covers pooling around his knees and waist. He was chewing his thumb, his green eyes nervous and worried. He didn’t even glance down at Buster when he stirred and Buster had the sinking, cold feeling that there was a lot of regret going through Gideon. They’d screwed up, again. Buster rolled onto his side, his back to Gideon. He was doing what he best did with all his problems: running away from them. ‘’It’s fifty.’’ ‘’What?’’ Gideon glanced down at Buster, curling in the covers, wanting to disappear. ‘’Fifty quid. For
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