The Beast of Bell Island part 17

It looked amazing from afar, but got a little more intimidating the closer she got. “You really don’t have to,” he said when she hadn’t made a move yet. “I’m just… deciding on where to start, is all.” Jack chuckled. “You can start by putting your hands on it…” So she did. Her palms went […]

The Beast of Bell Island part 17

The Beast of Bell Island part 16

In due course, she had two more lemon drops, and her feet were dangling in the pool like his. Jack had downed another half-bottle of Tovaritch!, but it was difficult to tell how it was affecting him. She imagined that, being so huge, it would take quite a bit to get him going; add to that […]

The Beast of Bell Island part 16

The Beast of Bell Island part 15

Brooke spent the day wandering the house and browsing the internet while she waited for her father to get back to her about the tattoo shop, and hoping that Gary Patel wouldn’t try anything again. She browsed Jack’s collection of books – tomes on everything from software design to logic systems to biographies of classical […]

The Beast of Bell Island part 15

The Beast of Bell Island part 14

Light from the morning sun blasted into her face and Brooke woke up with a groan, turning over and putting a second pillow on her head. She was having such nice dreams, and was sleeping so soundly after rubbing another one out last night… this just wasn’t fair. As she was about to close her […]

The Beast of Bell Island part 14

The Beast of Bell Island part 13

She held on tight, eyes closed because she half-expected him to kick her from him like a piece of garbage stuck to his leg. She could feel the flexing muscles under his skin, the hard tendons like cables strung up the length of his towering limb. And still she held on, pressing the whole of […]

The Beast of Bell Island part 13

The Beast of Bell Island part 12

Brooke had a very nice conversation with the dot work specialist at Furious Ink. With a little suggestive social engineering, she was able to finally remember such a client. “It was in the summer, I think? Yeah, summer. I remember she called us first thing one morning, wondering if we had a spot for her […]

The Beast of Bell Island part 12

The Beast of Bell Island part 11

It was a very intimate thing, sitting on his shoulder like that, she realized. Through her jeans she could feel the cordage of his neck and shoulders and the hard ridge of his collarbone. At her elbow was an ear the size of a small plate, and his loose hairs tickled her shoulder. In the […]

The Beast of Bell Island part 11

The Beast of Bell Island part 10

“Good morning, Miss Foster. Are you feeling better?” Amos’s genial voice sounded from the panel in the room as she lay in bed and stared out the window. Brooke turned to face the little green light and smiled gently. “Much better, thanks. How’s…” She trailed off, smile disappearing. “How’s Mister Ilyin?” “I believe that last […]

The Beast of Bell Island part 10

The Beast of Bell Island part 9

Brooke didn’t get very far before it became a herculean struggle to keep herself afloat in the frigid sound. The otherwise gently lapping waves seemed enormous now as her strength was getting sapped from her faster than she’d anticipated. About 150 feet from the shore, and she had to resort to flailing her numb, clothing-ladened […]

The Beast of Bell Island part 9

The Beast of Bell Island part 8

Big oopsie! I forgot to put the actual part 3 up, so that’s here. Maybe the beginning will make a little more sense now. 😛 Brooke tried using her phone to contact her father, but she couldn’t get even the weakest signal here. Must be some part of the magic, she thought. She flopped backwards […]

The Beast of Bell Island part 8