Falling Angel, Rising Friend 8
For all that hell had some of the more engaging, painful sort of tortures, that felt mind-numbing enough to be something that would be found down there. or, in desiderium… ugh.
Gnarl writes a book...sort of!
sort of.
Recruiting Procedures of the Questionable Sort
If he had to fill out some sort of after action survey or report he would give him nothing but high marks. the gritty details could be conveniently glossed over. "what was that?" "n-nothing."
A Story of Sorts, Part 1
A Story of Sorts Tyr had just left his house and was on his way to the library to meet up with his friend that worked there. It was a nice day out. Not to hot not to cold around 65-66 degrees with a light breeze that made the trees sway. Tyr was a...
Vidas entrelazadas 21 (Nikolas-IV)
18/12/3843 (lunes) Antes de darse cuenta, su hijo ya estaba en el autobús, de camino a su excursión con sus amigos y el resto de sus compañeros, y él se quedaría sólo casi una semana. ¿Qué había pasado los dos últimos días? Apenas podía...
Playing God: A Prologue Of Sorts: Born In Sin
PLAYING GOD A Prologue of Sorts: Born in Sin _(Excerpted from the case notes of Dr Fabian Newton (Barn owl, 52), noted clinical psychologist specialising in insanity-related cases. Newton was assigned to interview the notorious serial murderer...
Relaxing in the Lodge 1
[b][u][center]Relaxing in the Lodge[/center][/u][/b] [b][u][center]Chapter 1[/center][/u][/b] [b][u][center]for Ultilix[/center][/u][/b] [b][u][center]by Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] The bus dropped Ulti off at the foot...
Read the Warnings
When the news broke, it spread like wildfire: four enterprising scientists had cracked the code to DNA. With a little bit of hard work and research, any transformation could become possible, from temporary strength to permanent cures for debilitating...
M/M - Ring the bells -
"i look like some sort of australian reindeer..." sebastian giggled and licked his brothers cheek.
Sorting Yourself Out pt. 2
Feeling the warm light coming in from the window, my eyes slowly began to open. Sitting up a little and craning my neck to get a look at my clock, I saw that it was quarter to ten in the morning. Letting out a long sigh I flopped onto my back and...
warrior cats gay version sort of
rustsy was siting on his fence again looking into the forest thinking about his dreams about chasing a mouse and eating it he licked his lips just thinking about it but then thought (what am i thinking i eat that brown stuff which you know thinking...
Chapter 2) A Father of a Different Sort
This is the second installment of a series about me, Lamok, a lone hermaphrodite opal dragon, how I came to be, and how I survive in a world that would have no objection to the extinction of all dragons everywhere. Note: At the bottom is a...