Weight of the Crown Chapter 8
**Chapter 8** **Richard** A long regal hallway stretched before me, marble floors were covered by blood red carpets. Ivory walls stood at either side, imposing and eternal. Golden banners hung from the ceiling, a behemoth's head inscribed with...
Under the Moonlight
The tall minotaur stared into the darkness of the forest, his eyes took in his surroundings much better than his father's ever could. A snort left his nose and he moved the great sword in his lap, the heavy metal was nothing for his thick arms and...
Take it Off
I looked at the tiny piece of fabric between my hands, the bright red color contrasted heavily against the sable black fur of my hands. Twin warmth spots formed on my cheeks the longer I stared at the piece of "cloth", my ears flicked madly at the very...
Guide
**Guide** By Lan the Orc I have heard many stories of first times that were filled with happiness and a sense of accomplishment, I have seen my share of trideos following that trope too, perhaps that's why I thought that was the way it would go with...
Honey Bear
Terry stared at the clock with trepidation, his small nub of a tail shaking with barely contained glee. The brown bear clutching a light blue package to his chest with a tenderness rarely seen in such a big mammal, a goofy grin painted on his face....
Monster May 2020 Stories: Days 17-31
# Day 17 and Day 18: Vampire and Ghoul Sir Risker looked down at the village before him, the flames still burning bright hours after the attack. The pale man adjusted his fine clothes, more fitting for a lord holding court than for a person walking in...
Monster May 2020 Stories: Days 1-16
# Day 1: Orc I have heard many stories of first times that were filled with happiness and a sense of accomplishment, I have seen my share of trideos following that trope too, perhaps that's why I thought that was the way it would go with me too, that...
Monster May Day 5 and 6: Kobold and Dragonborn
Draken breathed a ring of fire to the air as he read the letter once more, anger made his blood boil while his claws scratched the wood of his desk. Smoke shot out of his nose as he bit back a growl but he was too late to stop his tail from beating the...
Overworked
Daniel looked over his work for the hundredth time that day, the numbers all blurring together in front of his eyes. The big rhino sighed and rubbed his eyes, the beginnings of a head ache were making themselves known after hours of staring at the...
Day 13 - Hobby
Green fingers danced upon the black surface, pushing down the strings of the large mandolin. Melancholic notes filled the air around the orc, his other hand striking the cords with controlled strength. Alone in the forest clearing, with no one around...
Day 12: Weapon
The clack of wood rang in my ears, the shock traveling through my arms up to my shoulders. A grunt left my mouth as I pushed more of my weight on my stick. Impassive green eyes met mine, judging me with coldness. I jumped back, tusks bared. Blood...
Day 11 - Hair
The cream brush parted the red mane with ease, the smell of coconut and roses clinging to it. Each pass of the brush smoothing out the mess of curls for only a few moments. Since she was a child, Elena had thought these brushing sessions were a lost...