Eilien and Jay: Wild Horses

You already told me that once you master horin-zi-que your body naturaly goes into its peek state and the aging proses all but stops. but go on." jay braced himself and started to concentrate as eilien watched in silence.

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A Trio of Smaller, Separate Stories (With 3 Illustrations!)

Perhaps 'serpentine story-time' was so sacred as to not allow any one of them to deal with an interloper in the midst of the python's prose. or, perhaps, they knew her. somehow. but that couldn't be.

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Love Letters - Second Letter

If we were a sappy romance novel form harlequin publishing, i'm sure that by now we would have been exchanging soul-shattering kisses and declaring love for each other and feeling the earth move as we'd make passionate purple prose love together in silk sheets

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Minnie Goes Big (Teaser)

She lounged most agreeably in the sun from the big bay window in the study, pretending to read a book her mother had given her - a sickly-sweet romance detailing in sickening poetic prose the true love between a delicate pure-white persian molly and the dashing

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Additional Benefits From Reading

But satya flips through a page at a time, marveling at what prose can get printed these days by a legitimate publisher. she doesn't read.

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The Competition

A commissioned story written by sparrow wolfess of custom prose! if you like what you see here, commission her and give her a shot!

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"TOTEMIC EARTH" + ALL MY CHARACTERS

He chose to give himself the surname "prose" because his' greatest passion became writing.

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Central Space: Part 1

KAGEMUSHA Of course it would be the zipper. It was always the zipper, getting stuck on the way up. Kellan didn't risk many people seeing her like this, half dressed, breasts still hanging out, but if she couldn't get the zipper back up soon it would...

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How to become a fur

There were only a few clouds outside that night, lazily floating across the sky like baby lambs chasing stars. So pure and peaceful, she began drifting off, her eyelids slowly starting to meet. She was thinking about life. The life she had now... was...

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Birthday Baaash

A commissioned zootopia story written by sparrow wolfess of custom prose! woolter smiles as his friends jesse and doug, fellow rams and co-workers of his, tie a blindfold around his face. "seriously, guys, where are we going?"

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Event 5 - Blood on Their Hands

He said with great dramatic prose, "i can't possibly believe she can cook!" elysia scowled her best as she folded her arms crossly. "i can too cook!" she spouted. "of that, i have no doubt."

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