Amber Silverblood: Chapter Seven
Dex raised his scepter, and the yellow gem began to glow. "boss, they're getting away!" the octopus' shrill voice screeched as he picked himself up off the floor.
A Prince Turned Queen
Inside he saw his goal, the robes of state stood upon a stand, the crown of his fathers lay next to it on a pillow, the royal scepter and crown jewels just beside them.
The Book of Warlock 19. No good deed goes unpunished.
You still sure you want to fight me for this sceptre?" "who the hell _are_ you?! if you are _not_ a dragon?" "i am anarchy warlock, survivor of the tri-corn horn sceptre, friend of dragons and nightmares.
The Onyx Palace, Pt. I
He jabbed the scepter toward a wizened old wolf. "baron kyrn, how many hectares of your vineyards did you say the rebels burned?" "at least seven thousand, your grace," grumbled the wolf.
Moonstruck Blossom
Held in that curved cradle was another gemstone of similar size to the gold scepter. this one was mostly round and a beautiful green color in yet another contrast to the scepter in sectonia's right hand. two scepters with two very different properties.
Mischief Makers
Antoine gripped the scepter tightly with both paws and stared down his muzzle, focusing so as to not overdo it again.
Disturbing the Mummy's Tomb
With a scepter held sensually in his paw, he looked very much the part of an ancient pharaoh presiding over his kingdom.
Silent Invasion Part 1
I lose all feeling except for the pleasure of the sceptre on my cock. it made me cum twice with such intense orgasms i nearly passed out. it seems the sceptre wants to hold me awake.
Evening Entertainment
_ unable to see the scepter anymore, the wolf groaned, trying to move something, anything, but he was just too dizzy.
Amber Silverblood: Chapter One
He was holding a silver scepter with a glowing green gem on top. and, at the moment, he was doing his best to fight off the octopus' disembodied arms.
Dragon Transformation
Not in any way, not as a beam of red light lanced into his chest from the sceptre, ripto squawking, flapping his hands, though none of that mattered anymore.
I said GOOD DAY!
"as i was saying, i held on to that scepter shard for a good five-hundred years and it was nothing but trouble. it attracted all kinds of attention - the wrong kind of attention.