Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 15

The chamber was dark when they entered. Nusha squinted, her eyes quickly adjusted to the gloom. It was a wide, spacious room, and all around the edges were crates, piles of clothes, and weapons. The Akaviri army had clearly used this room for storage,...

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Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 14

Karme was greeted by a skeleton as soon as she stepped inside the fort. She readied a fireball realising that this one was well and truly dead. She approached carefully, in case it changed its mind, but it stayed on the ground. There was a piece of...

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Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 13

"Tun-Na." Nusha practically spat the name out. He had always been a thorn in her side. She had hoped that once they came of age, went their separate ways to complete their assignments for the Brotherhood, that they would at least be able to slip into...

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Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 12

From Dragonclaw Rock they made quick progress westward. With the snowstorm gone, they could talk more freely, and Karme filled Nusha in on the history of the Akaviri invasion. It was comforting to recall details from her tutoring, and it excited her to...

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Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 11

For once, Nusha was the one who didn't want to sneak around. Karme had suggested that they climb over the wall, like they had when they escaped Bruma, to get inside the countess' castle, on the assumption that news of their escape would have spread...

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Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 10

Karme expected to plunge into darkness, but the sewers were filled with a faint natural light, just enough to see by. Which could only mean one thing: they were almost to freedom. Once she was sure they were safe, her emotions took over. Hot tears...

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A Walk in the Doggo Park

Justin twisted her hand to plant a thumb within her own cavity, the two women riding the paw as breasts brushed fur in a sensual lesbian romance.

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Making the Time

**Making the Time** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _Story suggestion from VigilantOutcast and Avin (from raffle pool)_ Sherri smiled as she sank beneath the surface, the wolf's grey fur softening and drifting,...

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