Conflict Storm: The Bureau of Galactic Reconnaissance
Commander's Log, Sol Standard Date: July 21, 3340, High Orbit above Raytheon Three- I don't know how things could currently get any worse, but as the saying goes, things can always get worse. Sadly the _Fairlock_ was on the other side of the planet...
Storm-me ~ ~ ~
Looking beyond a vail I see a sea worth of reasons to sail Into the waves of emotions trying to maintain a balance in vein As the relationships rock to & fro, the motions become evermore out of control The title wave that tips is one of which...
the storm of storms
_ **The storm of storms** _ Growing up with only one parent is hard to endure. Growing up with two parents and being raised by only one is much harder. All my childhood my father would ether work or be home drunk. In his drunken states he would...
Unexpected Delivery.
A broad shouldered wolf stood in his house, leaning on the wall shirtless, wearing dress slacks and shoes. He had his jacket and shirt laid out on the couch while he spoke to some one on the phone. "Yea Just drop it off at my house....Yea...the `52...
A brewing Storm --- Part 1
Well, this is my first attempt at anything like this, so be gentle ;P Lucas walked through the pouring rain, the muddy path sinking beneath his heavy boots. Lightning flashed, illuminating his wolven form. Black fur covered...
A Brewing Storm --- Part 4
Finally the (hopefully) long awaited continuation of my series. Lucas shivered as Clayre's soft lips caressed his neck, he could feel her hand slowly trail down from his chest, across his stomach and onto the crotch of his pants, rubbing his...
A Brewing Storm --- Part 3
The dirt path through the forest slowly melted away into a cobblestone path. A carriage passed Lucas as he continued walking, still holding his burning side. The driver eyed him curriously, which was to be expected. He was carrying around two...
A Brewing Storm --- Part 2
Lucas' muscles tensed, preparing themselves in anticipation for the next moment. A bloody half dead pitbull gasping for his last breaths lay between his feet, blood begining to pool on the muddy ground. An infuriated wolf was charging, his...