Carnal Combat, Part V - A Game of Lust
Daichi looked shocked, turning his gaze to spectre. the skunk was smirking. "spectre? what did...?" "she says i ambushed stardust, tied her up, and fucked her.
Carnal Combat II, Part VI - Fire And Rain
spectre pushed the door to daichi's quarters open slowly, peeking around the edge. the fox was standing in the middle of the common area, slowly wrapping long strips of cloth around his palms and wrists, not unlike spectre wore in his own matches.
Carnal Combat II - Parting Ways
To the cat's surprise, spectre was untouchable; when his paw hit the skunk's back, he went right through him, losing his balance before he tumbled headfirst into the ocean with a loud splash. spectre smiled.
Freelancers, Chapter 21
"initiating search on spectre vasir," weyland said. "records found. tela vasir. spectre file heavily redacted.
Under the Blood Red Sands
Waller tossed spectre-3’s body off, and took aim at spectre-4’s visor. the bear fell to the ground shortly thereafter.
Carnal Combat, Part IX - Boiling Point
If spectre was telling the truth, and clearly he was, then daichi knew that the skunk would not have run. that meant that spectre had disappeared. something was terribly wrong. "i need to find spectre," daichi said. dusk nodded.
Carnal Combat, Part VII - And Then There Were Three
I've been using spectre as a means of venting my anger at myself for not being there for stardust.
Carnal Combat II, Part III - Closer
spectre wins." spectre watched in lurid fascination as many mirror images of himself gangbanged khan. one of the spectre's looked up and caught the real spectre's eye, and it grinned whispering an otherworldly invitation to the skunk.
The Silver Mirror
Spasm after spasm, kyle kept his eyes closed and drained his pent up balls into the specter, his claws gouging holes in the aged mattress. the specter kept firmly massaging his prostate milking him for every last drop.
Chapter 1: The Lunatic Spirit Master
As the two spectres faced off, david thrashed even more to try free himself from his bindings. he pulled hard against one of the straps wrapped around his wrist.
Freelancers, Chapter Twelve
Nobody would listen to me, though, possibly because i was new to the spectres at the time. there were a few others i didn't trust.
Reaper Pollenburn Campaign Finale
"spectre..." his animus gave him a wry smile... before his features softened and his sapphire-blue eyes closed. spectre collapsed beside him.