Shush, Child
"shush, child. let your papa take care of everything." as he spoke, tris realized that he was starting to grow a bit hazy, pleasant thoughts welcomingly flooding away his worries.
It Takes A Child
It takes a child to raze a village.
Laugh of a Child
The face of child-like laughter. sorry for the lack of yiff and furry-ness. wrote this for english. got good reviews. figured someone out there might like it. but still, i think this'll mean more to me than anyone else out there.
The Dragon Child...
The guards would be lifting the small child on to a raft. they would set a sword and a small bag of food on it and then push it out to sea. the raft drifted off and the child would wake and look up.
Child of Propchecy
Akuma punched his fist into the wall beside tyra's head as he growled evilly " were...is...the child?" the stunned female wolf tried to play it off. " w...what child?"
An Abandoned Child
He didn't really want to admit it to himself, but he was starting to feel attracted to this child. he debated with himself whether he should exploit the kid... it was so wrong he thought!
Child of Man
I've always had a fascination for the concept of an intelligent, sentient being being used and controlled by something that isn't. If mpreg and mind control isn't your kind of thing, then don't read this. \*\*\*\* "You coming down the gym...
A Child's Fears
Mother, there's a monster hiding underneath my bed: The tentacles snake up to try and grab my head. Claws with nasty edges scratch across the wooden floor - The grating sound signifies his intent to gore How can I sleep knowing I might not make it...
A Child of the Night
"that's right child let it out. let the past flow away like the memory of a nightmare. joy and love are in your future. let out the dark and sorrow to make room."
A Child of the Night
"that's right child let it out. let the past flow away like the memory of a nightmare. joy and love are in your future. let out the dark and sorrow to make room."
A Child's Folly
I sometimes miss being a kid, but i also wonder how exactly i survived the whole thing. marching men in rows meet inglorious ends as a boy carelessly sends them all to heated bowls.
Child's Play
"you're the runt, choking the living daylights out of a mere child. what kind of honor is that, you big bully?!" "why, you little--" he was interrupted by my father tackling him, once again, relinquishing his grip on me.