Blind Shark Tavern Novels & Stories

They watched me through the shower glass. I soaped slow. Blind. Exposed. I bent for the soap. And saw it in the drain. Half a contact lens. Blue. Not mine. Not my sister's—hers are brown. Someone else showered here. I stood. Wrapped the towel. Fumbled the tuck. Blind people can't see mirrors. "Your phone," the robot voice said. I reached out. "Where?" "Counter. Left." Wet phone. Cracked screen. I turned on VoiceOver—Siri reading fast, gibberish to them, clear to me.

As Jamie was trying to cast them all to memory, as Roaul guided her to a tavern called The Cat’s Claw. Jamie walked into the Tavern and it reminded her of The Crone’s Head, except there were far more decorations on the walls and doors leading off to smaller rooms. The Tavern was full of punters, and there were a couple of barmaids rushing around with jugs of beer. The maids were not scared of slapping the customers if they got too touchy. On the bar was the biggest silver tabby Jamie had ever seen. The cat had amber eyes that would notice everything that was happening. "You are beautiful!" Jamie gasped and walked over. Jamie bowed her head and said, "Hello, my name is Jamie."

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“These sexy hands have a match tonight and I thought you might wanna watch.” Hmm. Her hands are not quite what I’d call sexy because they’re too big for my taste. But, damn, they can hold onto a rugby ball, so I give them points. Danny can also drink me under the table, as she’s proven on numerous occasions. I need something to take my mind off my jealousy over my brother’s happy family, so this might be the ticket. “I’m in as long as you share a pint with me after the game at The Slam.” The Slam is short for The Slam Tavern and I know she’ll head there anyway.

Fifteen years old Reb inhaled and closed her eyes as if reliving the moments on the beach. "Have you gone to play golf?" "Yes." Lyne nodded. "Zeidan took me there once. It was wonderful." "Wow." Korba smiled. "Maybe Azrael can take me golfing one day." "Since we are talking about tourist centers, has anyone tried the Sinners Bars? I hear the Vampires get their best blood 'tonics' from the bar." A familiar mocking voice butted in and Lyne's body quivered.

I wondered if he was purposely trying to appear more powerful that Edge. "Are you looking forward to witnessing your first gargoyle coronation?" Graves still held my hand. I pulled it away slowly, fighting the urge to wipe it off. "Sure." "I think you'll enjoy it. As you can see, we are roasting a goblin shark and there will be fish cakes, shellfish salad, and horseradish stew." His gaze bored into me. I wondered what the horrible smell was when I first came in. "Sounds great," I lied, trying to appear excited.

She smiles as she puts them back and keeps moving forward. ~ "Order whatever you wanna eat." Jung-Ho says while scrolling through his phone. Sook-Ja eyes lit up as she hears him and scans the whole menu. Jung-Ho smiles at how excited she has gotten about ordering her favorite dishes. ~ "Let's order some dessert as well, maybe ice cream?" She says turning towards him. "I am good with anything." Jung-Ho smiles. Sook-Ja turns to face the waiter who is standing next to her. "A vanilla ice cream sundae please." She says politely. He nods and writes the order down before leaving.

William laughs aloud but stops when he notices their unwelcome glares on him. "You better learn to keep your mouth hole shut blightera and stop spouting nonsense", Rev said. They carry on in their fun and chatting for minutes before a loud uproar erupts from the entrance to the black sheep. Not long after a group of six men step into the tavern all dressed in black robe and trousers with their weapons hanging by their side. Form their looks one could tell that they were elites. The one in front was a dark haired man who had lost his left eye, on his face he had a dark grin. "Revnesolena show yourself!" He barked out, "I know you're here!"

Black and scaly with a beak full of jagged sharp teeth. In the distance a child cried, the sound cutting through the bleak night, as the moon shone down on quiet streets. I made my way across town to Sapiens, an old tavern that still operated on the outskirts of Briarshire. An establishment that had been passed down through generations and had even withstood the great Lycan wars from two and a half centuries ago. With my enhanced hearing I could make out the lowly chatter of patrons and the giggles coming from the women who worked there. It was a bar, but it also doubled as a bordello house.

The bar to the right of the entrance was crowded with patrons in black. Dark, sensual music blared through the sound system. Clive walked through the crowd, but then Russell appeared in front of us. “Señor, Miss Quinn, the wolves of Bodega Bay are sitting in a booth at the end of the hall. If you'll allow me, I'll introduce you."