A Necromancer's Heart:Chapter 3
Chapter 3 (Derek's P.O.V.) I had to watch as Soul, the one I loved, was kidnapped. I had tried to get to him but the kidnappers had thrown a sac of sleeping gas in the hall. Everyone had fallen asleep. No one could help Soul. A sudden surge of rage...
Canvast...
Canvast... A wall blank, a canvas of infinity, if only by choice A word in reality, given more by a voice A reason still written, only known if read... A wanting of understanding in life, we all wander & wonder ahead Beside the bedside Behind...
Morning Awaking
P.o.v (point of view). where you the reader are in the story, with limited details on your "wife" you decide who/what/ she is. key word "tried" start out, you are a married man, sleeping in bed.
Auhrul vs Shusk Part 1
His length has extended, hardening to the point of pained pleasure, and the tip grinds roughly against the dirty and grassy floor.
A Single Point
. :3 **a single point** the reason why deep space haulage was renowned for being such a difficult profession wasn't because it was dangerous.
Breaking Point
He tries to keep the peace, but every tibetan mastiff has a breaking point... please check out my page at www.patreon.com/thakur to see how you can help.
Point of Sale
The hallway had an arrow that shot across the wall, pointing the person walking in the correct direction and leading them deeper into the back of the shop.
Breaking Point
(This story contains abuse and sadism.) A full day passed since Dr. Wu's abusive outburst, and Brett felt his stomach growing heavier. A full-blown gut jutted in front of him, limiting his movement and forcing him to rely on Eli...
Turning Point
Michael pointed her in the direction of the bathroom and meanwhile moved himself to the master bedroom to tidy things up a bit.
To the Point of Popping
The orca sounded quite exasperated, and i guess she had a point. i don't know how long i'd been curled on the ground groaning, but it had to be almost an hour now.
Ignition Point
Tis is the longest Wolfgen story and covers Marcus' meeting with Chy, and how they escaped from the state. Many thanks to those who emaile me with comments, and voting on the stories. Take Care.. and Enjoy. * * * Yawning I sat down at...
End Point
Etiquette was never my strong point. the sun seeps through the window and is warm.. and the cries and shouts below lull me. so i close my eyes - spring is here again.. nice to be warm after winter..