Anthromorphic storie

In the dark future of the Pokemon world, a new race has been born - they are the Pookamon - not quite human, not quite Pokemon, and sometimes - not quite sane. He is an assassin, born to the blood, and trained to kill without mercy. She is a young female, lost in her mind and haunted by nightmares. Together they share a common past, but is that enough to make up for the present? "Pookamon" is another older series of mine - written some 10 years ago. I hope you will enjoy it.

The magical Kitsune, a fox-like celestial being, embedded all of its spirt into an orb, whoever possess the orb is given command of the legendary Kitsune! Throughout history many philosophers explored the astral plane in hopes of acquiring this artefact, But the dreams of a girl made her stumble upon it by accident! Now unlikely companions, she has a means to become someone great!

What happens when a young bat falls in the middle of an intergalactic war between birds and rodents? Not even Pat himself can determine such fate. Good and evil. Bucks and Beaks. Fur and Feather? Those are the symbols of a conflict that spanned our eternal universe. But only one faction will prevail...

MiM brought the four of them together and formed the Guardians. The struggle for dominance led to unexpected love. Then the romance fizzled as their holidays began to push them apart. Perhaps all they needed was a little touch of frost to reawaken their feelings. (Slash. North x Bunny, Jack Frost x Jamie)

The Cataloger could be a single author, a team, or something else entirely-but who I am doesn't matter. What matters is the work. My stories are crafted with care, delivering high-quality, unique narratives that challenge the conventions of your favorite novels and fanfics. With professional writing experience and success behind me, I've returned to fanfiction purely for the love of storytelling. You won't find "Y/N" inserts or lazy formatting like colons for dialogue in my work. Expect engaging, skillful writing that brings something fresh to genres often overcrowded with mediocrity. In a world ravaged by a devastating virus, humanity and anthros-a race of human-animal hybrids-stand on the brink of extinction. You awaken from the chaos, clinging to hope with your closest friends, only to find a fractured landscape ruled by fledgling societies and remnants of old-world governments. As tensions rise, centuries of hatred between humans and anthros ignite, pushing both to the edge of war. But as battle looms, the shadows teem with greater horrors-monsters and the undead, haunting what remains of the world. Yet, as humanity teeters on the edge of annihilation, the Earth itself seems unwilling to let go. A silent evolution takes root in you, granting strange dreams-or perhaps memories-of an old Templar ancestor. His blood flows through your veins, his knowledge intertwining with this ancestral awakening. Will this gift be enough to defy extinction? Or will humanity fade, remembered only for its hatred and violence, leaving behind a legacy devoid of hope?

A human is abducted and transformed into Anthromorphic Tiger Warrior to help protect a far off Anthromorphic Society

A regular, normal Japanese dog named Kazu Harumi (晴海かず) (Last name first and first name last) gets an invitation to the Inseki Family's (隕石ファミリー) house, which they are all wolves. He finds out something very strange about the Mother...

A story told from a cat's point of view, which charts the changes in a cat's life, both where and how he lives, and what happens to the humans who look after him.

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A charming café, a confident barista, and a fox with a love for caramel lattes-Vix never expected her daily coffee run to come with a side of flirtation. But Rune, the easygoing wolf behind the counter, has a knack for getting under her fur in the most unexpected ways. Between playful banter, heart-shaped latte art, and stolen moments over steaming cups of coffee, their routine starts to feel a little warmer... and maybe even a little sweeter🦊🐺☕️

Altier's world is turned upside down by a prophesy that forces him from his home. Joined by his dear friend and a man once his enemy, he must seek out the dark spire from the visions and bring its terror to a close. In a new and magical world, each day is a struggle with powerful enemies on their tail. The further he journeys, the more he realizes that in a world of magical creatures, he just may be the strangest one of all.

Ariel's awakening in a chilling future leads him on a journey of self-discovery, confronting past sins, and navigating a budding romance with Nate. In the wasteland, love might just be the key to salvation.

Imagine. Imagine if one simple human had the powers of beings that could destroy all life in mere moments. But, what would become of him if he was the last of his kind. Would he succumb to his dark side and lay waste to everything or will he become something he thought he would never become. This is the story of Y/N L/N also formerly known as D-9732 but now known through out the Foundation as SCP-9732, OBJECT CLASS : APPOLLOYN. " Death, They say before you die you're able to see your entire life flash before your eyes. It maybe true but for me, death is a part of my daily routine. After all, Death comes for all things.. Or so it seems. " - Y/N L/N

Yet the time has Come. Asuari, A CPU candidate of Asuria, Had made her Final mistake. Her world as she knew it will fall unto her and Create her Fate. Strange Prophecies Generated in the Ancient Age said this Giant would arise, and terrorize the dimension. And I don't mean Arfoire... We've come to the end of our time. Welcome to the Aslina Dimension.

two young lovers both different species

A war story full of anthropomorphic animals, with one particular wolf. What happened to him? And what does the future hold? This is a war story, there will be cussing, though i do not plan on getting to graphic with the action in the story.

Just a paragraph from my WIP first book, more is to come.... :)

To make a long backstory short, I died. Kinda. It's hard to describe, as I don't think I actually died. You know that feeling when you know you're dying, or are bout to? ... Well, that happened for me, but while I was halfway through being hit by the front of a car, aunrecognisable vehicle on a dark road at night during a stormy school trip, when it happened. Instead of dying, I'm blinded by a weird silvery yet rainbow coloured flash of light before appearing in another forest. I'm not sure where I am, but one thing's for sure; this isn't any forest i know of, let alone the animals around me. That's when a living pile of sticks starts chasing after me. While I'm stumbling around in extreme fight or flight, I slowly lose consciousness, vaguely aware of an unusually very soft-spoken, female voice over the top of three other voices as my hearing returns to my ears from my pounding heart. The first voice fades into shot: " --irls? I think I found the poor thing they were chasing." I hear another voice from further away: "Sweet Celestia! Who... or what is that?!" The same voice appears much closer: "Oh dear, he's not looking so go--" And that's where my story begins, falling unconscious to a group of girls who have saved me. And that's not the only surprise in stock for me either.

It has been years. Life times since the battle of Darkness came to an end. Dragno. Syre. Bruda. Zax. Durzo. Conie. All those who fought in the battle against Zayne shall be remembered by those who choose to remember. But the acts of the battle have died down. Very few remember those names. Very few even remembers the very existence of what power truly exists in this world. Very few know what is truly happening. Millennia of peace has gone by without a disturbance. (Please read intro for the full version of the description ^^ )