Limits: Chapter 10
The nightmares didn't stop. Helga had only gotten eight hours of sleep split between three days. Every night was the same. Go to bed, see herself torturing her girls beyond what their bodies could take, wake up in a cold sweat, nearly wake up Amy and...
Murder Moves to Suprenum 1
The pit bull grunted as he pushed himself to his feet, knees popping as he stood up straight. "codrin." they shook hands, and the pit bull nodded back to the elevators, heading off at a brisk pace.
Being a Third Wheel
Rebecca hated to admit it, but from the burning lungs and fiery shins, the pitbull had to admit she'd let herself go just a little. The cold and murky air blew past her face, carrying the scent of morning dew from the grass along the path. If it were...
nocturnes for the wasteland
He's a pit bull. he has dark gray fur -- dark gray everywhere, except for a white splash that covers most of his chest, most of his stomach. that splash is almost but not quite shaped like a six-pointed star.
In The Doghouse: Chapter Five
Like the pit bull, he wore his best blue jeans - those with the fewest grease stains. he wore python hide cowboy boots on his feet, and a shelby cobra t-shirt on his back.
In The Doghouse: Chapter One
John said coolly, taking a step closer to the pit bull, his fingers flexing, claws extended. vance narrowed his eyes.
Valium & Vodka: Chapter Four
The fitting lyrics of a sad, country dirge stirred Reid from his sleep in a puddle of drool, and he groped for his phone, finding the device a few seconds too late to answer a phone call from a phone number he didn't even know. He groaned and rolled...
Just Like the Big Men
**Disclaimer: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story contains a purely fictional relationship between an adult and a minor and contains themes of...
Human Bitches Chapter Five: Master
"besides, pit bulls are easy to keep; we'll eat anything," then he winked. "we love children." for a moment shania blinked in surprise as spike straightened once more.
Dave's Kennel Buds
Dave gawked as they looked down at him through their leather masks, complete with the pit-bull like jowls. they watched as his face contorted, his ears shifting with loud popping sounds in his head. "what's going on?"
Work it out.
A grin cracked over the pits muzzle once more as he glanced back down at his sheath, his erection hadn't gone down, if anything it was growing.
Writing Exercise 1: The End of Downtown Crossing
The Station was crowded. It was always crowded though. Even in times where the MBTA was practically a ghost train, Downtown Crossing always held the heart and soul of the T commuters. It wasn't the greatest station, mind you, but it was in a very...