Poem: A Father's Rage
A wolf looking to his pup, darkness fleeting him, anger consuming him, rage directed to his pup a pup looking to his father, strength fleeting him, fear consuming him, tears directed to his father emotions frozen, afraid of the tears
RAGE!!!!!!!!!!!
rage, it boils and builds until it over flows and spills clenched fists gritted teeth sweat pouring down your cheeks face as red as fire can your rage go any higher chocking people snapping necks to this you have no regrets punching hard
Poetry of Power
The touch of it- a salty, swaying ocean, washing you away, feeding your rage and the evergrowing neediness and desire to fulfill your dark purpose.
The Start of Revenge
Chase was laying on his bed, his boyfriend was rubbing up and down his stomach. But even with Will rubbing him and sucking on his neck, Chase just couldn't get into it. His mind was elsewhere. "Are you okay?" Will asked. "Yeah," Chase lied. "Do...
Chapter Four
I saw the people look at the television with seething anger, others whooping in joy that we can get revenge on those commie fuckers. I wouldn't be surprised if lines to join the army filled blocks. This is bigger than 9/11 and Pearl Harbor combined....
Nature Used Blizzard! Trouble For Popcorn! Chapter 1
Popcorn trudged through the snow, arms clasped tightly around her mid-section. She was bundled up far more than usual, and it made sense, since she was walking through a blizzard. As her breath floated up in small puffs of steam before her...
Raging Fires
The pressure of the wyvern's walls on his cock sent the flames in his body raging to an all-time high. the celestial felt his embers burning and churning within his balls.
Exile: Rage
#3 of exile **rage** [reyj] -noun a fit of violent anger. violence of feeling, desire, or appetite: the rage of thirst.
Rage Tamed
Regis Silverfang was not one to be trifled with. It had taken a handful of tauren soldiers to get him on the ground. The many strikes they'd battered him with had dented his armor and bled his skin, but it could not break his soul. The worgen had a...
Rage
rage rising yet again and all too often let it be let if free fire freezes flesh and ice thaws blood give in be true this is so wanted and so desired sink into self
Gentle Rage
Jin stood calmly, but only on the outside, but inside his blood was boiling with barely contained rage, his fists clenching hard to the point that his claws dug slightly into his palms. "oh, don't worry. you'll get him and much more."
Primal Breakdown
My face throbbed and ached as it pushed forward into a canine like muzzle, carnivorous teeth filling in open gums hungry to bite into anything to slate my rage.