Light Bane: Chapter 35
The satyr impersonating the prince was a black-furred satyr with red eyes and two pairs of horns that made him very demonic in appearance while also being intimidating.
Night With the Fauns
His legs buckled underneath him and he collapsed onto the ground, then saw the older satyr standing before him. "you know its useless trying to out run a satyr," said the brother grinning wide.
Never bet against a Satyr
satyr pulls the bedsheet off her, exposing her body. she's naked, except for the vines that tie her wrists together and her ankles wide apart. "never get in a drinking contest with a satyr, my dear."
The Fall of Ardenlock
The satyr's arm was furry and dark bands of ink had started to spread around his wrists, tattoos that emulated the cuffs that the mage wore. adius looked up at the satyr's dark green eyes and the satyr looked back.
Better Late than Never
Ridge turned his head, though he realized that the t-shirt the satyr wore was sleeveless and he was inches away from a forest of sweaty satyr pit hair.
Herding the Shepherds
You will be a satyr like me... and we will be together." the satyr replied. "a satyr..." ari whispered, looking down at his changed body from the tufts of fur on his elbows to his powerful goat legs.
Reasons to RUN and HIDE
The mutual mania between satyr and animal caused a trade of embodiment.
Postinemesis Garden
He rested his chin against one of the satyr's stubby horns. "i bet it kills you, staring at her now. i find her hard to resist." his long tongue slowly licked across the satyr's cheek.
Supporting the team
The satyr continued, stomping the ground with his right hoof. "three! but you paid for one! doom! they're trying to swindle us!" shouted slark, barely heeding the cry from the elder satyr while he turned.
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It wasn't until the satyr's tongue could bring him to the edge with a single lick that the satyr relented, bobbing his head intently.
Arching
This new halves expression dropped, slowly pacing clockwise pacing himself between scales and the satyr's corpse. ". .good one, and you need to go."
Arching
This new halves expression dropped, slowly pacing clockwise pacing himself between scales and the satyr's corpse. ". .good one, and you need to go."