A pink mouth stretched
wide, revealing a set of recently brushed and flossed teeth. With a
content noise, the mouth's owner finished her yawn and snuggled
further into her blanket. Cerulesta Silva listened to the fire
crackling away in the fireplace across the living room from where she
was curled up on the couch and turned back to the sketchpad she had
been working on.
Outside, a full moon
began to peek out of the clouds and unleash its glow across the
trees, silhouetting a figure approaching

The quaint building sat a few miles off the main roads, offering a secluded getaway for those who wanted to enjoy some time without the busy go-go-go lifestyle of the big city. A sign proudly bore the name "Doze & Dine" since the term "Bed & Breakfast" had been determined to limit the meal options the clients expected. A dozen large rooms offered clean linens, wonderful views, and soundproof walls to ensure that other guests frivolities would not bleed through and int

 
"And some say he still haunts the woods to this day, preying on any who would dare intrude upon his territory!"
The flashlight lit up the girl's pale face as she finished her story, her friend giggling in response as the third member of their group shivered. The three sat around a low campfire in the woods, silent for a moment as the sounds of the forest continued to chirp, caw, and rustle around them.
Alice turned the flashlight off and dropped it behind her on a pile of back

The gravel crunched
underneath the car's tires as County Police Officer Curt Burch turned
from the dirt road onto yet another, smaller dirt road. Barely more
than a bicycle path, a few hundred meters later it proved too small
for the police cruiser to continue. In the passenger seat, Officer
Heather Dawson laughed and turned to her partner.
“I told you we
couldn't offroad through the entire forest.” The blond poked her
head out the cruiser window to get a better look at their
surroundings.

The full moon hung low in the sky, barely clearing the treetops on the horizon as the girl approached the next house.

“You’re too old to trick or treat, grow up!” was what her sorority sisters had said, but that certainly hadn’t stopped her from donning a witch costume and taking off for the outskirts of suburbia, grinning jack-o-lantern, partially filled with candy, swinging from her hand.

“TRICK OR TREAT!” s

The light-furred,
shapely bunny girl glanced around the corner of the building before
turning, cautiously moving down the dark alley as the tips of her
ears bobbed with each light step. A noise from among the dumpsters
drew her attention, and before she could respond, a form leaped out
from amid the piles of trash and discarded debris of the city!
Letting out a
frightened squeal, the bunny girl turned to flee, but a forepaw
wrapped around her wrist and tugged her back towards the dumpsters. A
ma

Mr. Ferriday leaned back in his chair, looking at the three females standing on the other side of his desk. The large werewolf placed his paw on his chin, gaze roaming up and down their forms. Two catgirls, one with light red hair and fur, the other with darker brown, flanked a dark-haired elf. The trio looked back at him as gestured to the catgirl on the right.
“You three are here for a job as my assistants. You've been offered as such by your respective owners, and if I don't think you'l