How to Forget About Peaches
But field didn't like to complain (except about peaches). there was nothing he could do about the weather. and, in some ways, it relieved him to see that it was the same down here as it was back home.
Introduction (A Story about Anya)
Anya felt terrible about charging him that much...he was probably a rebellious teenager who'd taken a break from his rich father who decided to be a jerk that night...he was just curious about the night life...anya didn't want to judge without answers.
Exercise -- Write About a Premonition
I was about to leave the house, all ready for the meeting, when all of a sudden, i get this feeling of... well, "dread" is perhaps too strong a word, but more than a simple unease.
Facts About Planet Malrook
#6 of project malrook facts about my planet mainly just minerals days months hours and the such more actual lore for the planet and continent to come soon though. malrook this will be some facts and such about the planet. the calendar.
Substar Preview: About Zanduchi
The largest graveyards are all overseen by zandites, and most graveyard keepers are also zandites, though not all are public about it.
A Short Story About Psychopathy
I forgot about him. but i couldn't forget about the pleasure i'd gotten from his death. ironically, in the end, he did change me, though in a very different way to how he had always intended. he showed me who i was.
/adhg/ scraps about "The Bandit"
A warm feeling spreads through her while she thinks about how anon looked up at her as he held it out for her to take.
Something to Write Home About
I feel like you're about to rip me in two..." "i have heard that before," nival replied with a chuckle.
The touch she dreams about.
"what is it," she asked, "about a lover's touch?" elle ran her thin fingertips over the chaise longue's cushioned velvet.
Not just about feelings 2
There were also the logistical needs of the pack to be concerned about: namely food and regular territory. the tigers were going out hunting and scrounging for whatever they could get, yet effort was still needed every few days.
Chapter 2: But what about this?
Ahh, but what dante loved the most about any room to yiff in, it contained walls.
… and also about his bathroom.
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