Mating Season

She looked up into the tree, her blue eyes meeting with the golden ones of arelli. "arelli! get out of her, fool!" arelli's heart raced at the scene below her.

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Prologue - The Games We Play For Sex and Domination

arelli had gumption and feyla admired her for it but she debated if she really wanted to follow her down this rabbit hole. she got an earful of arelli's adventures at the last mating season.

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Chapter 01 - The Games We Play for Sex and Domination

arelli, lo and aiya milled about in the clearning for a bit, then sat down on a log to idly chat. "so what's your motivation this time?" aiya opened her line of questionning on arelli. "for what?"

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Aster 1-5

Frank arelli was dead, and though the aster police force had not succeeded in traditional judicial fashion, justice--in will's mind--had indeed been served.

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Aster 1-2

He let out an odd sound, like a mixture of a huff and a sigh, "yea, this is the guy, franklin arelli. little shit punched out before we could get to him."

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