Swiper Dora Novels & Stories

Argos wouldn’t agree to her risking her life over a red lupus garou from another pack. 'Papagalli’s Dance Club. Seven.' Diana 'See you there.' Argos Email messages were an addiction. She had no ability to shut them off; instead, she began to read all of them. Most had the same kind of message. 'Red male lupus wishes to meet with female of his kind. Can we arrange to rendezvous and when? Like soonest?' She responded to all of them: 'Meet me at Papagalli’s Dance Club'. The biggest crowd Papagalli’s had ever seen on a Thursday night would show up. She sent the last of the responses zinging into cyberspace and then returned to working on clients’ web pages.

When the worst of the tears finally slowed, I pulled back just enough to look at her. “What... what is your name?" I whispered, my voice hoarse. “Dora," she said gently, brushing a tear from my cheek with her thumb. "My name is Dora." She reached into the pocket of her apron and pulled out a small glass vial filled with golden oil. “Apply this to your back and between your legs before you go to him tonight," she said. "It will ease the pain. Make it hurt less when he... when he takes you."

It consisted of a large glowing monitor, a keyboard, and a central processor tower with multiple open data ports. I reached into the small hidden pocket lined inside the bodice of my gown. My fingers found the tiny, black hacking drive Adrian had given me. I pulled it out and stared at it for a brief second. This tiny piece of plastic held the power to destroy a mafia empire. I jammed the drive into the open port on the console. The monitor flared to life immediately. A black terminal window popped up on the screen, lines of green code scrolling too fast for me to read. Then, a thick progress bar appeared in the center of the window.

she chuckled before Coyle’s phone signalled new messages. Dora had sent images to him; the first was one of Hazel tied to a chair with a bomb wrapped around her, and the next was Sven in the same position as well. “Have you lost it?” Coyle scolded, and Dora burst out in laughter. “It will explode after two hours, so you have two hours to transfer all your shares to me and also go save them,” she explained, and Coyle had expected such; he knew that’s all she was interested in…his wealth.

“That’s awesome.” Everybody was looking at me differently, from shock to awe to slight fear. This was something new, even Kiran had never encountered someone that could withstand magic like I was able to do. “Come for me,” he said and I moved quickly. “Stǫðva.” I caught his arm and moved in behind him. I kicked him behind his knee with one foot and he went down to his knees. “Whoa,” Jessica said as she watched us. Charlotte shook her head and went back inside as I let Kiran up.

Vlora's soothing words and warm hand made Maddox confident and he was sure of whatever decision he makes, his family is going to support him. Crystal moved in sleep, she was having a bad dream...gasping she uttered something. Vlora and Maddox exchanged looks when Crystal mumbled, "Swamp Goddess..." Both of their breaths hitched when they heard that she was the one watching the Goddess in her dream. Is was nearly night, the sun had set and the dark clouds took over the sky. "People of Czar Land! My niece and the youngest wolf in the Dasher family has seen a very bad dream...about Swamp Goddess..."

I wanted nothing more than to smooth it out. “But he put me back down after a while, though.” “Not you, the doll,” I interrupted, “Stop referring to the doll as yourself. We don’t want any merging happening here.” “Enough with your superstitions,” he retorted. “So why did you call me?” He did not reply. “You know… It was fine this afternoon when we went to see that movie. Maybe someone put me… I mean, put the doll down?” “That’s very kind of them.” “Very kind indeed,” He repeated, “But also, I feel really sore now. I’m shaking like I just ran 5km.”

The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him. "Please leave, let us meet tomorrow during the Annual meeting of the Wushi-Chin Cooperation Funds Mr Chandler Chin." Retrieving the gun placed on top of the dark sheeted bed, he stood up, inches apart from her. She felt a bit short when she looked up to meet his eyes. "Hila-" He was interrupted by her narrowed eyes that basically said 'Call me that again and your family won't have to worry about your succession'

I wasn’t getting the message and she must have noticed because she disappeared and got a stick to write in the loose sand in the only uncovered part of the forest floor. I watched her write and while she was writing everything started making more sense. I knew some species hated inter-specie mating and I know in the old days it was common to have a witch curse either one of the two mates and have them forget each other or not be able to talk to anyone that is a part of that specie, but I didn’t think that it was still happening today as a lot of people have started accepting it and letting the couples be happy. She wrote: “ My name is Dora, and I am a forest nymph. My father found out that I

Ashrac Looking down at the small white business card in my hand, I can't help wondering what I'm doing here. I've sunk so low even my best chess strategy won't save me. I glance up at "ODA" etched in white block letters on the glass door in front of me. Otherworld Dating Agency. Shrugging, I decide to go for broke. What the hell do I have to lose at this point? I open the door and shove it forward a little harder than I meant to. It slams against the far wall with a thud. A woman behind a large oak desk looks up and scowls. I grimace inside my head because I'm accustomed to that exact look from my mother when she's unhappy about something I've done. This won't go well.