Englisches Original https://fiction-mania.org/searchdisplay/authordisplay.html?word=3338 DIREKT VORWEG Alle Charaktere sind über 18 Alle Ausdrücke, Beleidigungen, Diskriminierungen etc. dienen nur dem Narrativ der Story. DIE STORY IST FIKTIV. Niemand sollte sich angegriffen fühlen. Leise schloss ich die große, schwere Hauseingangstür hinter mir und schaute...
Hello everyone! Longtime lurker here, finally trying to make something for y’all. First things first, this story is inspired by Welcome to Bulwark from awesome author NeedAMedic. Check her out! Her work on Bravos Feminine over here is amazing! Second, to explain things: this story works in a different way. In this first chapter, I’ll post some characters she...
I was speechless. I couldn't remember how long I and the artists beside me sat there at our collection of cubicles. For six years I've worked at this company and now their just kicking us out. When the boss called for our attention this morning we expected normal news, something cheerful. Instead he declared that all 97 artists who've been working with me as...
Hi reader, Welcome to the table. Who am I? Well, I’m your Dungeon Master! I'll let you choose what type. I'm here to take you on the adventure of a lifetime. I would describe myself and the surroundings for you, but I feel we can save that worldbuilding for when we start the game. For now, you can imagine whatever environment gives you the most enjoyment and...
As a newly divorced guy, my self-esteem and confidence were pretty low. An advertisement I had placed in a "just friends" internet site had resulted in a few responses. I was lonely and depressed. Signing on one afternoon, about a month since I had placed my listing , I had an email from a, "married and just looking for friends", female about 200 miles from...
*BZZT* -at? What do you mean, I gotta do the fucking orientation? Get that slacker Dabe to do it! He's what? He's dead? Ugh, that guy always has an excuse. Shareholders Above, fuckin'...whatever. The static flickers, and the grumbling audio is joined by the image of a grumbling elf dressed in a snug labcoat and and entirely **** smile. He barely bothers to c...
Rebecca surveyed herself in the mirror of the girl's bathroom on the second floor, licking her lips in anticipation. Five minutes till the end of lunch. Five minutes until her History lesson. Five minutes until she got to see Mr Tate again. It was two days since their last tryst in the storage room. Whenever she had seen him in school since then it was alw...
* * * * * * * * * * A paranoid, altogether arrogant Gold Dragon Whelpling. A bold, courageous and steadfast warhorse with hooves hard enough to crumble anything they struck to powder. A keen-eyed and buxom Ogre Ranger who was vividly aimed with her elegant bow. A keen-minded and not-so-buxom Wizardess, star-crossed and infatuated, her large brain fill...
You Jamison Nieedrie are lying in your bed in your families manor loathing. You managed to do terribly on each and every one of your exams and now no respectable arcane universities will even accept you. Looking up at the pamphlet in your cold and clammy hands you see the name "Eterberry Community Collage of the Arcane" this is the only school that...
Jack mused to himself while sitting alone at his desk, passively flipping through the book. Each time he came to a new page, he admired the intricate designs on each page, though he could not discern their meaning. Nor could he read the strange language the book seemed to be printed in. He knew enough of foreign language to recognize that this book wasn't wr...