The Lonely City Comic Novels & Stories

I was proud of what I had built, but there was no pride in what the city had become, a safe haven for those cast out from Packs, Clans, Sleuths, and Clowders. Where the lonely and rejected came, looking for that spark they lost. Needless to say, the city has been dubbed ‘The Lonely City.' It was thriving but with all the wrong people. Drugs, prostitution, illegal fighting rings, gambling, and drinking. And I had let it become this way. I was the main antagonizer, encouraging this way of life, dominating the underworld, and allowing the scum of the realm to take up residence in my city. The other friend was kneeling before me, now sucking my cock as hard as she could, gagging, trying to fit a

It was late at night. The colorful lights illuminated this historical city. Jayden drove the car along the road, but for a moment, he had no idea where he could go. It was at such a time that he had learned how lonely he actually was. After so many years, he did not even have a real friend in this city. Sometimes, when he needed to talk to someone, he would not be able to find even one, which was really sad. In the past three years in Madison City, he had been buried in his word and working very hard to grow his company. His career had been a smooth sailing, but his life was in a total mess.

An abandoned city, filled mainly with uncompleted buildings. This wasn't the home of the other shifters on the island. But Riven had a reason for stopping here. "What is this place?",Layla asked as he led the stallion over to the shade of a large tree. She could see the lone buildings from the distance. "Lost City. I will explain to you some other time",was all Riven said before he got down from the horse. He reached up, placing his strong hands around her waist and helped her down.

“Forever.” Mamá’s voice was soft. “My babies.” Marco’s smile was real. “No more loops.” Lila’s nod was solemn. “Family.” Rosa grinned. “Boricua.” But the subway grate hissed. A single red thread drifted out. It landed in the ash. And wrote, in no one’s handwriting: VOLUME X: THE CITY’S AWAKENING. The ground trembled. Every subway grate in Brooklyn opened. The city roared.

We're done. She was leaving him?! This had to be a joke. There was no way she would leave him! His hands trembled as he tore the page off, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it across the room. The action revealed the second page beneath it—a printed screenshot of a chat log, starting from the day the conversation began. Jaycie hadn't added a nickname for the other person, so Cole could only see the profile picture and username. It looked familiar because he had this person in his contacts too.

Love Jac. I sat down and opened my present, very carefully unwrapping it. I placed the book down and folded the newsprint neatly. I picked up the book, looking it over carefully. Jac always found obscure books on his research trips for me, something new to add to my library. I wonder if this is the last book he will get me, now that he’s a mated man. I sighed lightly, I would miss this. I flipped the book over to the cover. The Country and the City by Raymond Williams. The book was greyish in color, always a hard cover. I went over to my shelf where I kept the books of urban citylife. I picked up the newsprint and went to my window, where a box sat on a shelf. I unlocked the box with a littl

He chuckled, "You are." Nyla said, "Girl, you know I want nothing to do with him. His wolf... That's a whole other story. That's a whole lotta lovin' there." I rolled my eyes as I asked Conri, "So, where are we going?" He said, "You'll see." I sat back and enjoyed the view, as we passed through our town and merged onto the highway. We continued driving until we merged off the highway, and into a neighboring town. I had never seen this city before. I asked, "Where are we?" He said, "This is a neighboring city in our kingdom. Dad thought about putting a castle here, but we really like the small town we are in. It's not as stressful as a big city." I said, "So do humans live here too?" He said,

“I don’t blame you, but… there are plenty of online dating groups for seniors these days. What I’m suggesting is, once Farrell leaves, you shouldn’t just stay cooped up at home all the time. You should get out and socialize more.” My words were quite subtle. Jetson was a smart man. He caught on immediately. Once Farrell left, I did not even have to remind him. Every day, he would head out right after breakfast and would not return until evening. As a result, Jetson and I hardly ever crossed paths, and I gradually let down my guard around him. Something unexpected happened. Jetson actually found a partner at one of those social gatherings. The woman was called Chandler Helm. She was a widow.

Maybe I wasn't cut out for love, maybe I was destined to be alone forever. The lonely wolf, nice name right? If that's the title I was given then maybe I should stick with it. Afterall, it's better than getting hurt over and over again. It's really sad when I thought about it though, when I thought about all the things I have been through.

I can't call her though. "Oh, Ronnie would freak if I told her about this" I laughed as I mumbled this to myself. Ting! I'll call Ronnie. Been a while since I talked to her anyway. I bet she's mad and lonely without me. I'm such a terrible friend. I need to call her and make it up to her soon. She picked up after the third ring. "Hey bro." Was waiting for you call actually." Daniel whispered from the other end of the line. Oh, I actually forgot he was there. So, Ronnie isn't as lonely as I thought she was.