Dawn of the Hellwolves (part 6 of 7)
Just beyond arrow-shot the mob seethed, hurling powerless foul words at the defenders and receiving naught but mocking laughter in return.
After That Night: Chapter 1 - One Night Stand
naught but the sounds of ships humming by, morning commuters at work, and taxi horns met his ears.
Never Bound
A notion absurd, naught else. "it is i." he rose. the other had slowed to walking, gait made awkward by the path narrow for one so large, across the arch, yet avoided riving through the vines. broad, angular features.
Scarborough Fair Family Reunion Teaser
The next file came up, showing two humans wearing naught but collars. the female had auburn hair, while the male had been completely depilated, save for his eyebrows. both were laughing happily at something. "kayla and cale," marie said.
Josh & Renamon. Chapter One. Impossibilities Are Plausible.
I blinked, there before me, separated by naught but a window was a picture perfect model of a renamon, the only thing missing was her purple arm guards. she looked up in surprise and quickly covered her eyes.
WIP/DRABBLE: The Trout
Throttle growled at that; 3 months of observations, stake-outs and some truly mcgyver-esque trickery had almost been for naught; the gears turning inside his head. "then why didn't you set the wheels in motion earlier?" mace's grin grew even more evil.
Sharks
It seems to take a long amount of time for the scent to become more locatable, but as you draw near, you realize that the chase was for naught; whatever had created the scent seemed to have fled, or had been eaten by another creature.
An Unusual Pregnancy
naught else would she say in discord that day, save `now our bargain is made'.
The Distant Year - CHAPTER 3
No ardent need colored the touch, just her own love for this man whom had given so much for her and asked naught but exactly that in return: love.
Either Your God Hates Me Or Your Religion Doesn't Work
But rationalizations are worth naught. there's not a one of us who does not know the contradiction cannot be sidestepped. they claim god does not hate us. and they act as if god hates us. what to do with that? perhaps god hates us.
Short Story Rebirth
By the fifth lick he realised his panic was for naught. this was his new mother and she was simply licking him.
Blessing of Divinity
Jason could do naught but moan and whine, held in place by the invisible force, tail whipping behind him, wings flapping as his shaft throbbed, the sensation of a cool, textured tunel continually moving past his shaft feeling as if he was fucking an invisible