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Michael's retribution as the truth comes out. Michael142 Note: This is a revised Chapter 03 for this story, which eliminates certain activities between Lynn and her Father. These activities were thought to be inappropriate in the original version, and unnecessary to moving the story along. I also changed the tense from present to past, since I now use that...
My god did I get pissed last night. That's a statement, not a question. If the throbbing in my head is any indication of my condition I must have been pissed as a newt, blind maggoty drunk. I don't remember which particular poison I drank to arrive at the state I must have been in, but I do remember that at one stage there was a woman involved. I rolled ove...
February 1991 After running six miles on the treadmill Gail Chong turned off her Walkman and mopped her sweaty face and neck with a towel. After resting a little she pumped some iron in the campus gym. It was Saturday morning and the place was packed with students and she had to wait her turn at many of the machines. Throw in the fact that it was an unusua...
"I get this feelin' I may know you As a lover and friend But this voice keeps whisperin' in my other ear Tells me I may never see you again 'Cause I get a peaceful easy feelin' And I know you won't let me down 'Cause I'm already standing I'm already standing Yes I'm already standing on the ground." Eagles, "Peaceful Easy Feeling" Cartel Safe House...
Chapter Seventy-Five: Dwarven Politics The first discrepancy between the real Orzammar and the game was stairs. There was a massive flight of stone stairs, wide enough for a platoon of soldiers to march in formation, leading down into the mountain. I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised. It made little sense that you would enter at high altitude, even wi...
*THANK YOU!! As always for reading, rating, commenting, and favoring* *Sorry for the wait!* P.S I love you guys and all your support, your awesome!! ***** JAZZ SCRAMBLED TO THE FLOOR. Her chest was beating a million beats per minute and fear etched its way into her heart. She looked around frantically as the figure banged against the jaded glass, which...
This is a pure work of fiction and all aspects are from my own imagination though some parts will probably sound similar depending on how much fantasy reading you have done. If you have any problems with what I am typing let me know but if you are only going to give crappy feedback as in 'it sucks' then go frost yourself and hope you need a new wanker... No...
In this time of the year or any other, the mountains were a beautiful sight. The way the sun and moon glinted off their snow-capped peaks was utterly captivating, in a way that made even the most harried serfs stop and stare for just a moment before continuing on in the drudgery of their existence. For the man clothed in rough, tattered clothes and a hood ma...
Author's Note: The identity of the car is left purposefully hidden as an exercise for the reader, although it shouldn't be too hard for the right devotee. Indeed, vague devotees will guess in the first paragraph, while only true devotees will get the full answer. It is probably best to read at least the original "Harm School", and probably also "Harem Scho...