Ghost Writer

The sound of keystrokes, the whirr of the tiny fan and the soft ticking of a clock were the only sounds in the bull's dark office, his ruggedly handsome features illumined by his computer screen. One might expect the bull to be on some illicit website...

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Ego Strokin'

It was a very rare strike out for the pair of canines, lamenting their lack of prospective conquests as one of the dogs unlocked the door his apartment. "I swear that has got to be the fuckin' worst club to go to if you are tryin' to get laid, hands...

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What They Don't Teach You in School, Chapter Three

Paul was barely listening to Kenneth speech. He heard the words come out of the bull's mouth however, nothing but the pleasant sound of the bovine's voice registered with him. The rhino stayed just off stage, a dreamy look in his eyes as he fondly...

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Now You Know Somebody

To say that Dom's parties were rowdy affairs would be like saying the ocean is damp and his New Year's party was no different. The pierced and inked up bull terrier made sure that his two bedroom apartment was packed with just the right amount of...

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What They Don't Teach You in School, Chapter Two

Kenneth's eyes didn't move from his laptop despite the loud knocks at his door, the bull only glancing at the clock sitting at the corner of the desk. 2:11. The bull snorted heavily before pushing away from his computer and answering the door. "You're...

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What They Don't Teach You in School, Chapter One

By the time Kenneth's plane touched ground Thursday afternoon, he had already rolled up his sleeves and loosened the top three buttons on his shirt, exposing his well defined chest to everyone that had the fortune of being in the Tampa International...

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Quality Over Quantity

He had nothing to prove, not to me or anyone else and that was the best part about him. He wasn't tall or ripped or ridiculously good looking, if anything he was only above average in all those departments. So what if he wasn't a model, he had...

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Brothers: Chapter two, Getting Comfortable

Lenka let out an exhausted sigh as he hauled the last box up the flight of stairs leading to his new home. The sun was just beginning to set, casting wild bands of warm hues against the airy, white clouds. The move had taken most of the day, but the...

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Taste for the Exotic

Witt cut through the surf with the greatest of ease, his finned tail whipping though the salt water smoothly. The great white shark scanned the shoreline from under the clear water, families splashed around together in the tide, young adults...

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Brothers: Chapter one, Moving On

"You lazy, good for nothing-LENKA!" Jurek called for his brother, fuming that he was being forced to pack everything into the moving truck by himself. Despite the extra work of loading boxes alone, the Rottweiler was happy. He was finally moving out of...

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The Night We Didn't, Ivalice Romance Two

I always fancied myself a fairly bright Nu Mou, I can cast spells just by watching them preformed a few times, I know how to blend powerful healing concoctions, and I know that I'm not nearly smart enough to know everything. But one thing, one little...

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Sometimes, it's Worth it

~"Come along they said, it will be fun they said." Grumbled the irate looking toucan as he glared down at the phone clutched between his feathered hands. "Last bloody time I let them take me anywhere, who even gets matching tattoos of people that you...

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