Milestones

Shadows as deep as wells clung like spiderwebs within the amphitheatre. The ancient walls were not even bared by the globes of light set upon the dais at the room's center. Six set into a wide circle, the light only casting shadows into the center of...

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Dungeon Grind Teaser - Velvet

The single shout snapped Willem's head up. His ears turned and strained into the silent moments that followed. An urgent, muffled thumping confirmed someone needed him in the worst way. Hurling his bulk from the chair, the horse stomped across the...

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Letting Go

Duncan opened the trunk and considered his options. Finally he withdrew the implements he would need for the evening and laid them out on the guest bed. A towel was draped over these items. From the closet he took out the appropriate clothes, carrying...

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At A Glance

One look and his evening was consumed with the desire to find her. The reason for the gala was unimportant; a who's who of the city had gathered to be seen with groomed fur blessed by a high caliber stylist and their fashion and jewelry fit enough...

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A Bite Too Big

To: [[email protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection) Subject: You have a message waiting for you! The following message is sitting in your inbox at OnTheProwl.com from Jackingon: You're profile says you're looking for quick and dirty,...

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The Last Caress of Victoria Jones

Her final breath was a moan. But, because the significance of that statement is lost without context, perhaps I should start at the beginning of her ending. Millennia ago some four legged beasts became two legged beasts. The predator and prey...

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Scumbag Confessions

Dear Playmouse, I write this letter to you not to boast about my conquests, say how in awe I am of my fateful encounter with the female form, or even just to make something up to see it in print. Instead, I send this to you because of guilt. I...

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Comfortable Sins

This much he could tell from where he stood: Mahira was in trouble. With her tail tucked against the backs of her legs and her ears lying over her head scarf, Mahira could do nothing but dart her eyes from one to the other. The quartet before her...

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Embers After 1 AM

Hera drained her wine glass. After swallowing she lapped over her lips and peered into the empty glass. Temptation to get another glass rose up, but she shook her head and set the glass down. Sighing through her nose she looked up. Staring back at...

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Smoking in the Stacks

Nova-white pages, glaring in their intensity from the nearby lamp, started to blur together before Nathan's eyes. Sitting back, he began to rub his face while silently cursing the instructor who demanded pounds of research for each paper. Without...

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Fanservice

"This is bad idea. It's a disaster, and I look ridiculous." Thankfully no one was in the ladies room to hear Robin talking to herself, let alone see her, but it was two hours after everyone else had left the office. Everyone except her and Dean. Dean...

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Fireworks

"You must be kidding," I said. "I've heard some crazy requests, but-" My manager's voice remained as dry as leaves in November. "I never joke about clients." But then she didn't joke much period. "Desiree, are you turning it down?" I took a deep...

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