Taste of Fire: Born of Fire

Is there anything more wretched than the sun's light in the morning? Barnaby was hard pressed to imagine there could be. He buttoned his suit jacket patiently in front of his bathroom mirror, just wrapping up his morning routine in his newly acquired...

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Prologue - A Taste of What's to Come.

Sept. 15,1987 - Just outside of Atlanta, GA A human sat at his bay window looking out to his front yard into the darkness, as if to expecting. He wore a simple white shirt and a pair of blue jeans and a very clean shaven face. His long dark brown...

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Taste of Fire: Plight of the Errant

_Ashes, nothing but ashes. The darkness will shatter their resolve._ _Blood will spill, do you take pleasure in their suffering? Does it pain you to see that Fury didn't choose your most beloved children? I will tell you why he didn't. Because they...

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Taste of Fire: Passionate Envy

After about spending an hour talking with Leera about his views and thoughts about his own takeover, Moss decided to spend the remaining two with Isis. Discussing the details of the new way things were to be done. He walked to her office with a grin on...

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Taste of Fire: A Lovers Spark

_Alright everyone, it's the moment you've been waiting for, and the one I've been... cautious about. If you see any problems or anything please leave a coment. Feel like something could've been added? Feel free to let me...

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Love's pound: A little taste of it

I woke up by a sound outside the tent, I grabbed my phone to look how much the clock was, it was 00:30 AM. "Dammit" I mumble for myself, but then I noticed something was wrong, I looked over my back and saw an empty sleeping bag. I walked out and...

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A Taste of Variety (Formatted to Fap)

Rakuen peered out of the escape pod, left then right, looking for signs of anyone. It seemed clear and he went off, sneaking down the corridor. The Growlithe was heading to a storeroom for a secrete meeting with a friend he had met online only weeks...

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The Forgotten 14: Taste of Madness

Hunger was a new and terrible hell. It was not a creature that would strike down and tear at flesh with claws and teeth. It was not a spear or arrow to pierce scales and hide. Hunger was insatiable and unending. Lashane had never realized that...

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Straight Guys Taste the Sweetest

\* This is a "Anyone Want to see..." story commissioned by [![avatar?user=153004&character=0&clevel=2](https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/avatar?user=153004&character=0&clevel=2) Aaron Blackpaw](https://aaron-blackpaw.sofurry.com/ "Aaron Blackpaw"):...

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Kovu's Taste of Royal Respect

** ** ** ** ** ** **\*** ** ** Soo, my little TLK fic was popular, and I thought, why not, so here you go, a sequel of sorts, with more of the same, of course, and then some...hopefully you won't feel turned off : ) \*chuckle\* Don't forget...

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Taste The Rainbow. Jizz The Rainbow.

_ Breathe, just breathe._ I couldn't believe I was doing this. I had never been on a blind date before. I checked my phone incessantly. No, he wasn't late, I was just nervous. My friends assured me that Blake is a nice guy. I kept thinking he better...

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Taste of Fire: Settling Dust

Moss awoke with a start the next morning to the blaring of his alarm clock. He slammed his fist on it and it fell silent once again. He reached for his glasses and slid them on his nose. The clock read 7:30. He stood up and threw on some casual clothes...

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