Penny Tawret: 28 books

“Fuck.” I sighed, beginning to desperately message my temples. “He didn’t get on the hot nigga beat with em’ over it, did he?” Penny sighed, heavy heartedly. “I believe he did, because he’s over in trauma unit at Keystone med right now. They… they now have him on life support.”

I lay quietly in the soothing, warm comfort of my bed; enjoying the ever more toasty essence of my dear Compadre, Emma Vardaman’s loving embrace as she lay tranquilly still with one two by four of a lupine arm caressing my own smaller, but slightly paunchy form as we both began to drift off into...

“Hey! JayJay, how’s it hangin’?” The brown bear desk sergeant cooed as we strolled in through the main entrance doors of the Philadelphia PD’s West Calhoun district precinct on the corner of 5th and Monsoon. “What’s all this huh, bring your gang to work day? I thought that wasn’t all until the sixteenth of January.”

“It’s done.” I said, after the brief pause and response of a simplistic “Yeah?” at the end of the line from chief Inspector, Flint Gisselbrecht’s over in the Savannah Heights district on the south side of town. “The fifth district now looks little more than a cherry bomb and I definitely...

I awoke once again to the good old beeping of my little fifteen year old alarm clock; which I was deeply surprised and overall shocked that it unbelievably still worked like a charm after the passage of all these years, and in damn near perfect condition along with all the rest of my little trinkets in my wonderful little jail cell sized bedroom.

I sat heavy-hearted alongside my sister and cuz in the funkily cramped waiting room of the trauma ward at Keystone med, my mind racing and my heart pounding on awaiting just the tiniest sliver of news from the doc on my good old coworker and longtime friend’s progress while his sister, Rhonda was nearly down to the cuticles of her nails in extreme rhinoceros anxiety.

“Well, look who just emerged from the depths of the savannah.” My good old she-wolf girl, Jera Hallowell quipped as all the rest of both my fellow Skeenas and I; along with each and every one of the Hystericals and Golden Thunder Pack family strolled in through the main entrance doors of the Keystone...

“Is this thing on?” Leslie Thompson inquired, lightly clearing her throat and tapping the mic with the tip of her claw a time or two before finally getting underway. “We are all gathered here today to celebrate, and overall cherish the lives of the honorable deeds of two wonderful living beings. One was here for a good while, another was gone yesterday.

I took off as fast as my fellow lupine legs would carry me, Donna as usual always beating both of us to the punch as we joined her and the rest of both the Hystericals, Golden Thunder Pack, and Skeenas crews to discover a more than horrendous sight. “Oh my Isis!” Donna exclaimed frantically as...

“It’s just not fair…” She said, with her head resting in between her paws. “Donna…” “It should’ve been me, Sekh.” She retorted, finally looking up at me for once in nearly the span of a full on thirty minutes on end. “I should’ve been the one to go down and take the fall. Not...

I sat back cool and chilly with my good rafiki, Jenni Gisselbrecht and Taniel Mellen, lieutenant under Jera’s wing of the Philadelphia Black Panthers animal rights group; serenely munching on a few bags of chips and turkey jerky here and there back at said group’s clubhouse as Meeka flipped on...

“Well, I sure hope you’ve got even more of a savored hunger for some action.” Nicky piped up. “I just got off the phone with Money Penny down at Granite Hill mall. Seems those Cholo niggas are poppin up like weeds back in the center of town and apparently found just found out about all of...

In the midst of yet another member of the longtime brother and congregation now gone with the wind, myself and my other few remaining sisters and arms and overall well rounded living beings of the Hystericals; both young and seasoned bloods, steadily come to terms with not only the ever so present dangers...

Grief stricken by a rather dark and shady troubled past, Veronica Farley and all the rest of the crew of the now citywide renowned Hystericals civil rights and Anti-crime gang finally take some well needed time off after the rather glorious defeat of a monster and rather loathed historical figure of...