Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 39.6 — Granny, What Big Eyes you Have

Ch. 39.6 -- “Now, Paul, let’s not be hasty.” Connie’s voice now sounded as if it came from the werewolf in the bed. Suddenly, a steaming cup full of brown liquid appeared in Eli’s left hand. He sniffed. There was a distinct scent of Miracle Mix plus something else that smelled delicious. “Hurry,” whispered Felix. Eli…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 39.5 — The Play Begins

Ch 39.5 -- Paul continued to bang on the door and threaten them. Then he stopped. Something snapped, sounding like a wooden board. Eli heard the sounds of crunching. He held his breath and looked at the others. After a moment he realized what it was: Paul had broken off a piece of the roof…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 39.4 — The Werewolf

Ch. 39.4 – While Paul shouted outside the front door, Eli threw the red cloak over his clothes and drew the hood over his face. Then he sat on the stool by the bed. As he stared at the man in the bed, Eli remembered where he’d seen him before. “You’re MacQuire, the werewolf. You…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 20.7 — Confrontation

  Ch 20. 7 -- Only a few minutes later, a large man crept up the path, with an enormous axe in his hands. His clothes were worn, his hair and beard long and tangled, and his eyes were wild. Paul! Janine gasped. Her heart began to pound. Bee put her arm around her. Freddie…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 20.5 to 20.6 — The Axeman Cometh

Ch. 20.5 -- The Axeman Cometh Freddie growled. All the fur on his back stood up. Heart pounding, Janine hurried to catch up with Bee, who had been singing as she strolled along the path. “What’s wrong?” Bee asked. “There’s something or someone behind us.” “It’s that bad man,” said Freddie. He growled again. “Paul?”…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 16.1 to 16.4 — Janine Meets The Gingerbread Witch

Ch. 16.1 The Gingerbread House -- After days of trudging through the trees, Janine was relieved to come upon a clearing in the woods. A couple of goats grazed on the emerald grass that spread out before a cute little cottage. Chickens cackled as they pecked in the dirt and among the flowers under the…

Jay B.R. Wokky Ch. 12.3 — Rescued and Ch.12.4 — At Old Bob’s House

Ch. 12.3 Rescued -- Someone hauled her to her feet. Janine looked up into the face of Old Bob. Janine began to pound him with her fists. “I hate you. I hate you.” Tears ran from her eyes. Old Bob grabbed her wrists. “Hold on there, Missy. You’re like a treed cat tonight. Stop screeching…