Cosmik Wolfpack is a playground and laboratory for flash-formed poetry and nanofiction written by The Debtor, a white cisgender male and citizen of the United States.
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Some of the things I have done in the pub with an Irish immigrant were reasonably peaceful. Coincidently, a retired German banker in the cockpit gives his strong opinions on the subject of a common horse.
I am not proud of enlisting in a north Georgia militia company, which had a quieter and more orderly atmosphere than the international merger and acquisition business.
I'm from Sheffield, UK and had bloody experiences until marriage.
It would be a perfect retirement job to become a serial killer in Ohio. Could the serial killer really be a breeder of Straight Egyptian Arabian horses?
Although retired from actively pounding the chief of police, the big serial killer enjoys toying with several barn cats all named after NYPD Blue characters.
When the moon rises, surfing shape-shifters get in the mysterious white glow. But as they would discover, the dust protected a gang of counterfeiters.
Some spooky ghosts become full of lights. Every forty years, an old Druid curse manages to cause friction between ghostly invaders and slaughtered vampires.
You’ll hide from a twenty-three year old monster and play a video game.
The prince searches for angelic experiences. What was wrong with him? He was the richest man in Las Vegas.
Where is the illness? The Angels gave their thoughts and how they see a teenage mind. Many people have benefitted from a teenager's perspective.
But some things can only be in the public sector. In Milwaukee, Wisconsin, father was having an affair with Joan, Office Manager for an accounting firm there.
I will tell every man, woman and significant other that they had better wake up because I am erotic!
My childhood was one of disciplined disappointments and selfish hypocrisy. One night I sat down and turned into a puppy dog. To some, I have lived in the service of the gold, which makes that beautiful ring, chain or pendant that so many delight to wear.
Through an irresistible brush with the supernatural, I elevate much-maligned psychedelic orgies of violence to make of them an arena of lurid and enchanting tragedy. To enhance this rich adventure, far darker desires of violence become the catalyst to a surprisingly photorealistic drama.
Brad, a typical, eighteen-year-old, young, African-American man has just hired a number of unlikely heroes to join the military. They set off an obsession in a CIA agent who gets snared in a web of lies and threats as he tries to experience all of the excitement of attending college.
As he enlists help from a rag doll, his older German friend, his middle-class parents, and the widow of an Australian adventurer, the CIA agent leaves a decades-long trail of blood coast to coast across the United States.
However, the path to a fictitious, historically black college in North Carolina is filled with danger and animosity. Focused and self-directed, Brad is also very smart and very rich. He blows up a decrepit building. He comes from an academic background and enjoys researching the Vietnam War.
Fang fu Cheng is fascinated by horror stories! As he matures into a sheriff, blood sacrifices for the railroad will conjure up a valuable missing heirloom ruby that was stolen from a vampire.
While bringing his own unique form of justice to the darkness of the night, he eventually becomes a defense attorney with a giant malamute, Zack. After Zack enters Eastern Europe, vampires are framed by the coroner of a remote town to cover up for his drunken son and his friends.
A tiger and a dragon are traveling at night, captivated by science fiction and the possibility of extraterrestrial life. As their family grows with an adopted Shaolin monk and a dinosaur, they must attempt to put down roots in a rough-and-tumble town after spending their summer break in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida.