Captain Nal and the Lucky Smile - Chapter 1
Sheets and sheets of plans and sketched plans of attack for a variety of situations littered the small room that he shared with jan.
How Prey Becomes Predator (Male Human Vore Story)
How prey becomes predator by: rednastyfox (alex) and vetorhuskysamuria (gryff) jan 6, 2016
Along the lakeside (Complete) [by TineifrinnTales]
Artist submission: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/7177220/ originally posted to :falucario212121: on jan 8, 2012 along the lakeside written by sian: tineifrinn\_tales @ furaffinity 2011 fireflies skimmed across the surface of the calm lake's water
Forging Bonds-Chapter 4: Placement Exam
How was i supposed to know who the philosopher from hu-jan was? i turned my eyes over to the right, and i noticed my brother was encountering problems with the questions.
Roth Tales 04
Hell, jan told me awhile ago she was missing a couple things. guess i know now where they went." he leaned down and smooched ben's cheek, continuing his slow exploration of the boy's ass. "and i very much like it." "i was...gasp...hoping you would."
There Shall Be Wings
_ignoring the fact that it also ends in the whole thing coming apart..._ "ten seconds," they heard jan say over the resonator. in point of fact, all of it _was_ mad. jan presumed to stress the steam cylinder further than anyone ever had before.
Blood Moon
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Dragon's Coin
_dragon's coin_ originally posted on other account 09-jan-2011 mild corrections and reposted here 10-june-2020 by b. a. maddux moonlight glistened off the drop of water as it fell from the dark green clouds slowly rolling over st luna.
Encounters of the Nth kind - Chapter 2
jan, or something like that. it began with a j i think." i tapped my forehead trying to remember. "they used it to propose repeal on the new life ban.
The Festival of Rebirth
(this was actually written jan 1st of 2011. year of the rabbit... get it? :p) gwen's inn was a bustle with all the interesting life that had come for the celebrations.
I am old as her father
jan 2010. larry walked to his place of business he owned. the forty year old male with black graying hair and hazel eyes looked at the building. he sighed opening the door, looking at the interior.
The Wolf at the Door
I would also like to thank jan j. mo?nik and peter grundry for the music that helped to inspire select chapters from these sordid little yarns.