The pet

The life story of my roleplay character jake. my name is jake. i am a feral western dragon. jake is not the name i was born with but it's the name my master gave me. my master is a griffin, king sotelii of the noble house of terrkor.

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Horny Fledgling

#38 of the life and times of jarzyl mintaka (slice of life stories) jarzyl messes around with atlas, again. _960 words._ _rating: clean...?_ * * * "did you...? did you just lick my...? why, though?" atlas asked slowly.

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Assassin Päiväkirjat'

Well i guess it doesn't matter then.. in the following pages you'll find my life story."

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The Uncanny Love of My Life (Chapter 1)

(to be continued) this is the first chapter of my fictional "life-story". i hope i can get around to making another chapter or two if it's good enough.

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Life as a Werewolf chap 1

Now i'm not going to tell you my whole life story because, one: it sucks. two: it's boring. kinda like your life. three: i'm not here to give you that kind of life story. this is different.

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Impact

Nobody had ever really taken an interest in his life before, except for benny. with that being said, chris began to tell his life story, earning looks of bafflement and awe from emily.

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Tyler's Amazing Halloween (#2)

Hope you enjoyed my second life story!

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Test Kit

#71 of the life and times of jarzyl mintaka (slice of life stories) you ever find weird glowing crystals and wonder what they do? jarzyl does. but she misses the obvious. _you ever find weird glowing crystals and wonder what they do? jarzyl does.

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Galen's Story: Prologue

What do you want me to do, sit here and tell you my life story?" they both smirked as they took seats on the bench across from his own. "that would be a start." valor replied.

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Core Memory / The Nesting Experience

#70 of the life and times of jarzyl mintaka (slice of life stories) two more short glimpses into the life of a young dragon--jarzyl mintaka.

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Prologue

Wrinkles are etched into his face, their imitable topology telling the unmistakable life story of the man but with no words. he wears thick glasses and his skin is old and the whiteness has been tinted with the smallest hint of scarlet.

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