Maybe Tomorrow pt3 - First Light
"maybe tomorrow," shi hummed, remembering a piece of an old song hir housemaidens used to sing to hir. "maybe tomorrow, i'll want to settle down... and until tomorrow, i'll just keep moving on."
Maybe You Could Be Friends With Rory
Sure, i went to work, went to run and to some gym visits, went out for groceries, sometimes wandered around the main street looking for something to buy maybe, sometimes i visited peter, of course, and i'd had that date...maybe on some weekends i even
Maybe You Should Work In HR
"maybe it's time i grew up." "and maybe," scott said, "it's time i got ... maybe it's time a got a big-boy job."
Hell…or maybe heaven: Book 1
maybe she would throw her the the basement and torture her! it was no hope. salamila would just have to follow her rules - the end
To The Dragon Lands, Maybe: Part 4
To the dragon lands, maybe chapter 4 by calextheneko "you failed!?" lord nuzid sat in the shadows, all but a single claw of his body hidden by darkness and a cloak.
Maybe Tomorrow - Kimmi pt 2
maybe halabar. they're always at war. good, fertile territory. no more taurs. _ow.
In for the Night (Vore Story)
A touch of mint, hmmm...maybe it was the shampoo he had used? either way, it was getting the cat's gut absolutely rumbling.
So Can it Be a Vulpine, Canine, Maybe Both?
Julia "Julie" Zorra-Dobi, the foxy wife of Jameson Dobi, was researching canines and what is classified under them. But, she's very prone to confusion. Before Vixi's birth, Julie was researching canines to find a good name for her kid she and James...
I Think, That’s Me Problem - humor - maybe
"I think, that's me problem," Grumble groused into his beer, "I'm a think'n man... always have been. Think on your feet and they'll never be able to nail you down." "Most I ever seen you think Grumble," Peter replied, "Was when you tried to figure...
Maybe Tomorrow - The Story Of Kimmi (pt.1)
maybe after a long day of working in the quarry, he'd need a backrub. maybe they all needed backrubs. maybe shi could help... _stop it_, shi hissed to hirself, one paw already raised to walk around the tree. _what are you doing?!
Memory has dark halls and maybe carpet.
It was dark. God, it was always so dark in here. I could hear him outside, walking down the hall. I could hear him moving things, shifting them around, pretending to be busy. I slouched, head in hands, just feeling my whole body sink into itself. ...
The Pythons pet:Part two (of maybe three or more)
You know...I think I'm gonna continue this story. and sorry about any grammatical errors but my copy of word is on the fritz and it won't spell check. James dreamed. He dreamed of snakes and slaves. Lines of shackled men and women all naked...