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    American Werewolves in London: Gothic Romances

    Story written on January 14, 2008 by helebette.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=68221
    Author Notes:

    bette and helena get busy; tina gets introspective; carmen and shane make an appearance

     

    Before their eyes, Bette began to change.

     

    She grew taller, by at least a foot, and her hair lengthened and gained a blue-black sheen. Her teeth were larger than Devon’s, or any of the others, and her eyes were a shade of blue that Helena had never seen before—in fact they were blue and yellow, and as they turned on Helena, she grew frightened. Bette’s eyes were death itself. Her skin turned a bluish grey color, and Helena had the sudden thought of a Jaguar, or a Puma, not a wolf—not remotely anything resembling a wolf—as the true form that Bette was now taking.

     

    Before Devon could reach any of the others, Bette had him in hand.  She lifted him easily overhead, then threw him onto the car.

     

    “Fuck man, that’s my ride.” One of the vampires said worridly. “I mean…hey!”

     

    “Bette…Bette…sweetheart…” Helena held out her hands, palms facing her lover, and pleaded and reasoned with her. “You can control this, look, it isn’t even full moon yet. You can obviously control this, so come back to me…come back now.”

     

    Bette’s eyes on Helena were knowing.  She ignored her girlfriend, turning instead to the others.  Soon they all joined Devon in a heap. She seemed to shrink a little when Helena turned fearfully toward her. Bette retreated a half step, awaiting a word of explanation from Devon’s clan as they tried to recover.

     

    “HEY!” Helena was knocked off her feet when Tina Kennard flew past her. The Brit leapt easily back into an aggressive stance, hissing at the blonde. “What the fuck are you two doing?” Tina shouted.

     

    “They attacked us!” Helena’s voice came out surprisingly loud. Bette stepped forward, between her girlfriend and Tina, but said not a word.

     

    “Is this true?” Tina asked Devon.  He shrugged, brushing broken glass and paint from his slacks.

     

    “She came armed.” His voice practically whined in Tina’s ears.

     

    “Well of course they came armed.” Tina shot an apologetic look to Helena and Bette, before turning on her old friend. “They’ve got half the vampires in England zeroing in on them, and every werewolf.”

     

    “She’s not a wolf.” Devon added, ignoring the subject at hand. Bette changed again, shrinking to her normal size and demeanor. She seemed disoriented, but otherwise fine.

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    1. Bette’s transformation into a Jaguar or Puma-like creature is kind of sexy; the eyes that “were death itself” not so much. I thoroughly enjoyed Tina’s musings on the void and nothingness, as well as (it goes without saying) Bette and Helena getting busy.

    6. Hey, have been silent for awhile but have been really enjoying this, so Bette’s a cross between American werewolf and Catpeople..yey Shane/Carm!..hmmm could Al/Dana be hunters?

    7. Oh goody, you’re back with the spooky crazy shit! Maybe I’m dense, but what’s the contradiction between a Bible and a book of torture? Haven’t they been using the Bible as an instrument of torture for millenia? And I would have thought that Bette in her hybrid werewolf/cat/vampire state would have been beyond getting creeped out by anything. Oh well. Just what are Shane and Carmen up to with their silver spike cottage industry? Now please don’t let it be so long between drinks, eh?

    8. See, I think the silver stakes are for upscale gardens, you know, to hold up the upscale beans and tomatoes and what have you. I refuse to think of other more sinister use. I am confused now, I LIKED Willow and Tara and Kennedy…but now they are bad, cos Bette and Helena rock and nobody better hurt them! Can’t you just lose Tina, speaking of torture, lol, for a little while, and have some more lovin with B and H? Are Shane and Carmen human?

    9. Hello hb, you are absolutely brilliant my friend, the way you interweave your stories is so amazing and full of kinetic energy, the way you flawlessly pull us through time, going backwards and forwards, all the while never feeling disoriented and confused. The way you are flawlessly introducing us to new characters and concepts is just beyond brilliant, amazing simply amazing. Sincerely, JC

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