Opposing Forces-2
The day only got longer as she sorted through files and called people to calmly threaten them over trivial and amateur mistakes that could cost her a case. She'd only lost two cases since she'd accepted her diploma and she wasn't going to allow the...
A Duck-Billed Travesty: Melvin's Journal – The Lost Pages
Where love, hate, lust, and pity all become truly indistinguishable from one another, and all that's left is a blur of sin. i believe i left off last night at the turning point in our little adventure: i was naked; clarice was clothed.
Gauntlets: the first one
I hate lust demons. then i felt a click. "kill him." terrell said sliding off of me. without thinking i threw trick off of me and jumped to my feet. my cock immediately receded as the gauntlet's power overrode the demon's.
Digidestiny a new hope
Each one containing a symbol of the seven deadly sins, gluttony, anger, hate, lust, greed, envy, and pride.
Lon3Wulf - Born from sin
Angst, hate, lust, fear, sin. i think that's why my skin is the way it is, to represent that. these emotions however, aren't the only ones i feel. i can feel happiness and the like, just like most digimon.
The Devious Daycare
Truthfully he didn't want to hold it, his sick mind just waiting for an excuse to bring more punishment to the subject of his hateful lust.
A Place to Sheathe Your Sword
Farrah cringed at the hateful lust. she wept in pain, in fear, in self-pity. and yet her loins were growing wet, however subtle it was.
A Day of Clowning 2
Anger, fear, hate, lust, sadness, contempt, and many more she cannot name, but she can recognize. “let your emotions out. let the true expression of your soul escape! are we not fellow anteronians like you? your friends, your neighbors, your family?
Part 1: Bridezilla
Magdalene felt a sudden gush in her vagina, a terrible hateful lust. her asshole was full of tail. no more could emerge; her sphincter was a white ring stretched around wriggling, shuddering monster, growing from inside her body.
Broken Cookie
His fingers were giant, clumsy things driven by hateful lust and a drunken personality. his head dipped low and he put his muzzle against hers, a gesture which seemed almost affectionate, but he used the closeness to glare into her eyes.
little secrets
He hated lusting after the males he came into contact with on a daily basis, but never letting an ounce of interest show through. because he couldn't. he was afraid, afraid of what would happen when that box was opened.
A Strange Adventure Ch One
"you show anger, hate, lust, and other such things in a matter of moments. do you have a mental problem or something?" mewtwo sniffed. \*and what about it?\* she retorted.