Yorkie Bar Novels & Stories

As I will always be. Quietly, we navigated among the trees, tracking the noise of the howl. Upon reaching the top of a modest incline, I caught sight of it. The dire wolf exceeded my expectations in its magnificence. The fur of the creature was a dark, smoky gray, and it was twice as big as a typical wolf. "Wow," I whispered, mesmerized by it, unable to look away. Kieran nodded, showing a mixture of admiration and wariness in his expression. Isn't it lovely to look at? However, do not allow that to deceive you. These animals are just as stunning as they are hazardous.

I greedily downed the drink before accepting the protein bar that was being offered to me by Jassy. “This bar has special ingredients in it that will help your magic replenish more speedily,” she said as she placed what resembled a bar that I used to eat back home that was made of cashews and caramels. Unfortunately, the look was the only resemblance. My face twisted with disgust after just one bite. “What’s in this? It tastes like tar mixed with uncooked oatmeal.”

He wrote at the top in French. "It likes eating curry rice, steak, and chicken but doesn’t like fish." "The place you take it for walks every day has a flower field in the spring. It says it likes it there. "It likes playing with a dog that looks like a little bear. "It likes when you call it deary, even though it’s older than you in dog years. "One of the things that made it happiest recently was finding a pinwheel on the road. You didn’t throw it away and even played with it for a while."

“It’s the domestic Barbara set. Each pack contains the dreamhouse, one Barbara doll, one Kenneth doll, one boy doll and one baby doll. Is there a cat and dog doll, or do they come as separate purchases?” “Werewolves tend not to have pets,” Heath replied mildly. “It’s not a good cultural fit.” She slid him a look out of the corner of her eye and suppressed a malicious smirk. “A wolf may not own a dog? Are you afraid that the relationship might become complicated? I mean, when you’re in wolf form, you’re not exactly going to be looking at a human woman and thinking sexy thoughts, but you might look at the family’s poodle in a certain way, right?”

Ryker's POV "Here is the USB with everything you need for the investigation." Daniel was already at the bar when I got there, and we arrived at the bar almost at the same time. We immediately sat down at the table in front of the bartender and asked for an Old Fashioned. This is Daniel's and my favorite mixed drink. The Wild Turkey 101 Bourbon Whiskey, sugar syrup, and ice give it the classic flavor of bitters, and the lemon peel on top makes it even better. This is the best summer whiskey drink we've ever had.

Bart watched the wolves, and their mates return to the Wolf’s Den bar with a cat. He’d enjoy thinking about the insanity that will ensure from that later. Now he needed to get his head in the game. The evidence collection was going well, but that’s because there wasn’t much to process.

Ryu effortlessly removed his jacket and draped it over the back of his chair, settling in comfortably. Ryu frequently goes to this bar whenever he found himself having a hard time working on his ideas and creativity, which seemed to be a common occurrence for him. He was particularly fond of the establishment's relaxed ambiance and the profound conversations that ensued among the customers after they had indulged in a few drinks. "The coffee they serve here is exceptional," Ryu remarked, breaking the silence. Yuka nodded in agreement, inhaling the rich scent of coffee that permeated the air. The bar initially served only alcoholic beverages, but due to popular demand, the management decided

“If you say so, whatever. Just let him out. It’ll be easier on you.” With that Evander shifts and Barrett is set free. Barrett is beautiful, he has dark brown fur with copper highlights, emerald-green eyes ringed in copper-colored flecks. Barrett and his brothers are bigger than your average alpha wolf because he and his brothers are Dire Wolves. The three of them are a sight to see. I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

Turning to Jayla, “I’ll be home no later than 12.” “Ok, Ms. Benson.” Lori and I climb into my black Nissan Sentra and drove toward the bar we had chosen to go to tonight. “So, what's the MO on this bar?” I ask as I navigate my way through the city toward our destination. “Well,” she drawls, “It’s called Slythering. The photos online show some of the hunkiest wolves I have ever laid my eyes on, and honestly the drinks they post online look beyond delish,” she looks over at me grinning, “and the food, is apparently to die for, especially their loaded French fries.”

The bartender eyed me and nodded. "What'll it be?" He asked while throwing a white bar towel over his shoulder. "Beer. Draft" "Leaded or unleaded?" He asked with his brow raised. Apparently, that was this bar's code for human beer, or wolves’ beer. A normal beer to a wolf does nothing for them. A slight buzz if they drink enough, otherwise, not a thing. A "leaded" beer was for wolves only. Had a shot or two of wolfsbane in it to enhance the effects of the alcohol. Gets us drunk and faster.