Dr Flug X Black Hat Comic Novels & Stories

I turn back towards the front and begin getting my stuff out when Kevin plops down next to me. "So where's your little boyfriend?" Kevin mocks. "What are you talking about?" I reply in annoyance. "You know the Draven guy at the festival the other day." Kevin says with a sirk. "You know what they say about the Draven's don't you?" He continues. "They say they are evil vampires and anyone who is around them for too long disappears never to be seen again." He finishes. Suddenly a loud thunk sound comes from my other side and I look to see Victor pulling out the chair next to me. I look back at Kevin who wears a smirk on his face.

Harris mumbled to himself as he paced around his office, his arms folded across his chest. "Zack and Riley must not know about this until then or else…" Zack barged into the office, cutting right through Harris' thoughts. "Someone at White Fir knows about the Flayerman." Zack announced as he dropped his laptop on Harris's desk. "Really? Who is he?" Harris asked as he stopped right in front of the table and looked into the laptop. "Flayerman was an Alpha and a notorious serial human flayer of the then River Moon Pack." Zack explained but Harris was quite confused.

Only the God of Chaos could have turned him into a fluffy, adorable ginger HARE. One of the Three toms - the tubby one - his jaw dropped as he announced. "Oh my, is that the new Black Devil? I thought he'd be... taller." "I'm fluffy!" Spitfire stalked right up to Jinx, who was doing everything he could to hold back a smug grin. "I have a fluffy little tail. Look at this thing!" Turning around and shaking his butt at Jinx, Spitfire realized quickly how stupid he looked. He stopped and turned back around to glare at the new God of Chaos, who wasn't even trying not to laugh at this point.

V. Drax strolled toward his car in the underground garage, softly humming a tune to himself when the overhead fluorescent lights began to flicker. He glanced up at the erratic lighting but kept walking, trying to ignore the eerie sensation that had gripped him. The previous night, a man had nearly strangled him in his sleep. Drax had fought back, but the intruder was unusually strong and strangely scentless, dressed entirely in black. The intruder had vanished out of his window when Drax raised an alarm.