The Island
We fucked like we were going to die. The water would last another day, maybe two. The raft had no food. There was only myself and First Mate Jaco. Such a strapping, hard-bodied black bear. Prime Brazilian steak, that one. He used his striped shirt to...
King of the Orcs, Part 5
Stedon's fighting skills improved steadily after his return. He no longer had a problem with the passion to draw blood that Kreg had mentioned. He had conquered his fear of pain and death. Alone in the wilderness, faced with starvation or attacks by...
I Sold My Soul To Play The Blues, Ch. 3
Taunted the german shepherd drummer. "i said i'm bad! b. a. d. bad." he struck a chord and yodeled, "ba-aa-aa-ad. i'ma bad dawg." and then he struck up bo didley's "i'm bad".
Fairy Tail
The heavy clouds made the night darker than usual, which was exactly how the wolf liked it. He caressed the polished leather steering wheel of his long, black Cadillac convertible one last time before planting a pedicured footpaw on the cobblestone...
Double Birthday Surprises ch. 7
As the rest of silver's family, maliha and tayla gave us their birthday wishes, mohatu and his drummers finished their lively rhythm and everyone applauded wildly for their performance.
King of the Orcs, Part 3
The orcs each gave Stedon a swat to the ass when they woke in the morning. Grothor awoke hard for obvious reasons and Stedon was ordered to finish what he started. This he did gladly. Grothor's cock was the largest and most shapely of his band. Stedon...
King of the Orcs Part 2
No firelight greeted Stedon when he found the orc's cave. Stedon feared the worst until he got close enough to hear the piggish snorting of Grothor's snores. That brought a smile to Stedon's face. He'd never imagined orcs snoring. Grothor would...
King of the Orcs, Part 11
Valnog was the Best Blade's shaman. It fell to him to prepare Stedon and Zor. Valnog consulted with his former warleader on the details all through the night. As for Stedon, it was impossible for him to sleep.The Best Blades were in high spirits at the...
King of the Orcs, Part 9
Oltuk, potential recruit of the Best Blades, was bored. He stood gazing out over the towering, spiked red iron walls of Adaar'kurn at the Blood River, winding its way through a series of small rapids before it entered the fortress. In another week,...
King the Orcs, Part 10
It was a glum fire that the Big Boys sat around to have their evening meal. There were fine roast shanks of dripping meat to be had. Barrels of bloodbeer. Even tongue of drake, a rare delicacy. Stedon touched none of it. He crouched with his bulging...
King of the Orcs Pt. 3
Stedon opened his eyes slowly. They widened when he saw the snarling visage of a bald, yellow-eyed orc standing over him. It wasn't Grothor. This brute had a scar across one eye and a pierced nose. Wider cheekbones than Grothor had. All in all, a less...
The Fast Life And Times Of The Indy Punk
The next day, i was hanging out with our drummer owen about the show the night before, when i get a random text from an unknown number.