Forgotten -Song-
forgotten --song-- (version 2.1) excerpts from tigre the forsak'n angel's diary contact at: [[email protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection) warning! this story contains explicit sexual activity of a furry nature.
The Forgotten One
The forgotten one by havoc sanji and his fearow watched the other invited trainers depart from the dock.
The forgotten experiment
"Finally". Checking over his paperwork and plans. "My dream of the perfect women has arrived". The machine roared to life. The huge chamber started to stand erect and the doors opened. A rolling of smoke followed as the pressure of the chamber...
The Forgotten Wolf
"i saved you from him, but i was too late... you had forgotten everything. in my rage, i destroyed everything in that room, and the entire building collapsed.
Memories Forgotten
**This is the third chapter of me and my boyfriends joint story. its been really fun to work on this with him and i enjoy writing every new chapter with him i love him so much thanks babe.** Heres the last chapter...
Forgotten Yiff
It's called 'forgotten yiff' and it gives people the ability to have complete sexual control over anyone for a certain period of time, but when the act is complete, the person forgets everything that happened and anything that led up to that point."
The Forgotten Gate
Lucas asks as he begins diving to the forgotten graveyard. "i'm fine i'm just losing powers as an angle of death soon i'll be nothing more than an arc with limited powers." azeal states.
None Forgotten
Where do I begin? I suppose an introduction is in order. Hello my name is Kixkin, I'm a sixteen year old river otter. I've been between five foot four and five foot five for the past year or so. Although I do love the water like all otters do, I'm not...
Alone and Forgotten
Life fled from her body and the man simply picked his box back up, and got out on her floor, leaving her dying body there in the elevator, alone and forgotten.
Forgotten Past
"tener! Tenerielle Finiar Tonntin stop right there." an young man looking to be 30 some odd years old, arms crossed. his stature that of a knight, Noble and fierce yet the kindest heart one could ever see, and a loving father. His green eyes shone of...
Pride: Forgotten
I had almost given up, forgotten. then you came...: the voice trailed off for a moment, :fate sent you too me. we cannot deny fate, lathera.: the shape-shifter might have formed a reply to that hated word. fate.
A Walk Not Forgotten
Having forgotten the pain in my arm, i unzip my jeans and throw them off. next comes the boxers, sopping wet, and then my shirt, which is covered in sweat.