Wick
"wick" by k.m hirosaki ([[email protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection)) author's note: this story and all characters are copyright (c) 2006 k.m.
The Wicked being
First upload my wicked heart fell only pain. my wicked mind only know truth. my wicked life as made me lost. time as no meaning to me . as the sea outside trun's to blood. as my wicked heart quicken's. i see the fire rain from the sky.
A Wicked Substitute
Jessy was farting out more of her horse apples and looked at her teacher, the disgusting chewing and swallowing noises like a heavenly choir to her wicked mind.
Dipping the Wick
Vast, immortal suns. Forges of the universe. Innumerable trillions of them, spread across time and space. Their secrets exposed and splayed across a blackboard for me to puzzle over, understand, and control. I couldn't have given less of a...
Wicked Game
I know that there is a wicked look on my face, i know it upsets him to see.
O'fur the Rainbow
The wicked witch is gone! he is forbidden from returning!" slowly everyone started to come out of the hiding spots they had found upon bastion's appearance. "oh do not worry, theo.
Her Wicked Den
That just had to be the reason, there were humans looking for him and that wicked wolf is trying to keep them from finding him.
No Heft for the Wicked [TSR]
Having been in this situation many times in the past, Chris had experience in predicting the fighting patterns of whomever tried to scrap with him, nimbly dodging out of the way of the potential blow to his body. "Trying to hit the guy with glasses on?...
No Heft for the Wicked [PTRN]
Thumping bass could be heard from outside the nightclub as Gui waited in line for his turn to be admitted. The wide-hipped Guilmon impatiently tapped a clawed foot on the paved sidewalk, his arms crossed along his slender torso as he drummed his arm....
Wicked Happenings in the Night
That night was the darkest one, illuminated only by a crescent moon peering through the clouds. The trees were bare to the Autumn chill, left with a crown of scraggly twigs and gnarled branches. An owl would hoot. The wings of spooked crows fluttered....
The Wicked Woods Anthology
She didn't know what she did to deserve wicked hellspawn's wrath. maybe it was nothing more than being pretty. maybe the demon simply desired her.
Thicc Wicke and the Gardevoir
Both wicke and gardevoir decided to hold off on any more lovemaking until wicke had shrunk down to a more reasonable size. wicke's breasts were now back down to the size of yoga balls.