Jackie-The-Junior First-Day-Part-One
Below human range as none of the humans near us react to it, but the bio-morphs with flexible ears, swivel one in her direction.
Mind Games - Part Two
It's over on spring street near central." "popular place?" "yes and no," she replied.
The Furre Archive Project - Part 2: Fragments
_"These people have a tale to tell, and by God, I'm going to tell it."_ Of course, that was the last we ever heard of Him. It seems that there's some strange rule in life, that whenever anyone begins to say anything big and dramatic...
some new friends for Tye
He's human to of course but in his late 40s his son looks a lot like him but the docs just a lot taller and obviously more mature, and from all stress in his life a slight grey area in his hair near the back, but it seemed to suit him. * * * well now that
Jackie-The-Junior Epilogue-Birth
The nurse quickly stands, and nearly hops to the nearby table, pulling out towels. she starts to clean and wrap up something small crying up a storm. one of my children! my baby!
My Life as a Dragon Slave 9
Nliyn now was part of our family and sometime in the future, there will be a campaign to start anti-slave organizations. i knew i wanted to but i didn't even know how or when.
Beneath the Surface - Splicers
\*\*\*\* it had been nearly two generations that called the ocean home since the great colony rush that had founded the oceanic confederations.
Shrika: the Hunt Begins
Describing her encounter with the assassins took up the rest of the hour she had allotted for talking with him, but before she left, he smiled and handed her a number of papers, and a map "near as we can tell, this is his chateu' , hon...
"Revenge" part 1-introduction
(this is my first story, so bear with me..) April 5th, 2035, New York City It was another rainy night, the city was in a more relaxed and calm state than it normally was, a black mustang pulled up to the curb by a large warehouse. out stepped...
2. Jackie-The-Junior First-Day-Part-Two
If they were adjusted to the gloom, then that would be true, but they're nearly closed vulpine slits, adjusted for the afternoon glare. turns those shadows into nearly pitch black curtains hiding anything inside. 'yea.
Some Like it Ripe
Some like it ripe written by leo_todrius supported by my patronsin the near future in a world ravaged by heat, what souls would wander the urban desert without cause? what strange tastes might develop?
Pins and Needles, Part I
The following story is a work of fiction. It contains adult themes and situations and should not be read by anyone under the age of eighteen. The characters depected are copyright Radical Gopher. No character in this story is under the age of eighteen....