Rage of the Werewolf
A werewolf is a creature of pure spite, pure anger, the embodiment of rage itself.
Raging Fires
The pressure of the wyvern's walls on his cock sent the flames in his body raging to an all-time high. the celestial felt his embers burning and churning within his balls.
Raging Hormones
No matter where you live, there's always someone whom everyone says is a pervert. It seems once someone has sex for the first time in their lives, it's like a drug to them, once they had one hit, they only want more. It's highly addictive like a drug,...
Rage Removal
Tell me one more thing: can you envision your rage?" "my rage is me." "no, no. your rage is part of you, not you.
Strength in Will and Rage
(As usual don't read this if you're under 18. Feere is © me) Wrapped in a snow covered, cloak the now white figure trudged up the mountain, the crunching of the snow inaudilble over the howling wind of the ongoing blizzard around him. It was beginning...
Exile: Rage
#3 of exile **rage** [reyj] -noun a fit of violent anger. violence of feeling, desire, or appetite: the rage of thirst.
Gentle Rage
Jin stood calmly, but only on the outside, but inside his blood was boiling with barely contained rage, his fists clenching hard to the point that his claws dug slightly into his palms. "oh, don't worry. you'll get him and much more."
Shared Rage
"Shit, man! Always popping out of the bushes you are!" Dakota groaned. "Fucking ruined me streak..." "Beauty..." Ian groaned, stepping into the dimly lit room. "It ain't even an hour after brekky and your yelling at that screen..." The...
The Raging Storm
Everyone was taking shelter from the storm as it raged on, pouring nearly horizontal sheets of rain over the city. the gusts of wind ripped blade's wings back several times, almost throwing him off balance.
Blue Rage
I wanted to just forget about him and wait until he looses the blue rage as it's called. i wanted to, but i couldn't. i watched him closely, and stayed quiet. he didn't know i was there yet. " tide?
Spawn of Rage
Her eyes were ablaze, aglow with rage. so, it had followed her. larentia was forever fleeing from the rage.
The Pleasure of Rage
The pleasure of rage for sanmer by draconicon the sense of pleasure was the first thing that he felt, and it was the one thing that rage hadn't expected.