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A Daemon-Horn Blade Ch. 13

by Stultus on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Gwenda was a tall and strikingly beautiful young woman, even dressed up in the plain leathers of a guards-woman. Even this, Lady Ayleth had to grudgingly admit. She was also quite smart and had grown up in a northern barony that was always on the pointed edge of danger, even in more relatively peaceful days. Her sharp green eyes missed little and her generou...

OverBoar, The Conquest of Third Earth

by DragboarKyo on Aug 26, 2018
Fan Fiction

Alex sighed as he click through another add. He stretch as the exhaustion started to hit him. He had been job searching for weeks and no luck. He had zero aspiration for his future, in school. He didn't find any jobs or career choices that spoke to. he sighed as he rubbed his temples before his apartment doorbell rang. "Package for Miles." The deli...

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The Triskele Collar Ch. 10

by Triskella on Mar 13, 2019
BDSM

I was in the clearing from where Canis the Wolf-demon had chased me into the forest three days earlier. My beloved Gyn was standing in its centre, calling my name, over and over. She saw me and knelt down as I ran to her squealing in delight, as she opened her arms wide to me. My heart filled almost to bursting as she hugged me tightly. Then she spoke. "Lin...

Queen of Hawks

by ReGats on Nov 25, 2017
NonHuman

"Your majesty, I must speak to you about your meeting today!" cried out the familiar sound of Sir Edcott from around the dividing screen. Queen Gwenverre didn't need to see him to imagine the look of consternation on the thin, mustachioed man's face. "Sir Edcott, we are still being dressed," Queen Gwenverre said from her seat in front of the triple mirror....

Guns and Dust Ch. 07

by Kieran_Lancaster on Sep 24, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

** Guns and Dust will be going on a 3-month hiatus! See comments at the end of this chapter for details. ** ***** Asher seemed almost manic as he made quick preparations for the hunt. He'd pulled on his pants and boots but hadn't even bothered with a shirt, a grin now a sudden, permanent feature of his face. Adina's hazel eyes followed him, his express...

A Daemon-Horn Blade Ch. 10

by Stultus on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

As they ran for awhile, Rowan wondered out loud, as much to himself as to Gwenda. "Do we need to leave a more obvious trail of our passage? I've heard that they are keen trackers, but I know nothing of them from any personal experience." The girl laughed and replied, "Their tracking skills are more than adequate to follow us here in this soft river mud, nea...

A Daemon-Horn Blade Ch. 08

by Stultus on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The first significant threat of danger came a few days later, on their fifth day of the voyage, as the crew was putting out the dinner campfire, and nearly everyone was preparing their bedrolls along the shore. Knowing that he was unlikely to get any sleep, yet once again, Rowan volunteered to take the first camp watch, to stay up until the moon was in the c...

How to Ride a Tikbalang Ch. 06

by SkinandSin on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

A/N I know this chapter took way too long. But, here it is. :D I do hope you enjoy reading it. Please do share your comments with me. :) ***** "Let's consider how to approach this seemingly 'simple' find, shall we?" Kidlat's voice was even, reasonable and calm as he rearranged their packs into a neat little line on the clearing floor, the movements betray...

A Daemon-Horn Blade Ch. 22

by Stultus on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

************* CHAPTER TWENTY TWO The ocean trip to the city of Tellismere was somewhat delayed by contrary winds, which at this winter season came near head on, from the northwest. The fleet was running close-hauled, tacking back and forth beating their way upwind. In better weather, the trip could have been made in less than a week, but instead they felt l...

Breaking Waves

by bigthrow on Oct 6, 2020
Interracial Love

A boar wandered through the forest, shaking its shaggy head in the morning chill. It was thirsty and it rooted in the earth for the smell of water. It knew the way to the nearest pond, having been to this particular watering hole numerous times over its life, but the scent was something to follow. It snorted and huffed and trotted away. The branches rustled...