Feral Stories

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Final Fantasy 7: Seeing Red

by rpickman on May 11, 2020
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

"You want to go on a date?" The sound of Aerith's soft, playful voice hit Tifa like a punch to the gut. She was currently standing in the hallway of the Golden Saucer's Ghost Hotel, surrounded by fake cobwebs and cheap plastic chains, just outside of the room being used by the male members of team AVALANCHE. She had been just about to step inside when the...

Hearts of Warriors Ch. 14

by JazCullen on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

Many thanks to mikothebaby for editing for me once again. Enjoy :) * Pietro lay awake on the bed staring up at the ceiling. He was waiting for Demetri to let him know it was time to leave. He'd heard his friend talking with Mara somewhere downstairs but no one came to break his solitude so he remained alone in the room Mara had shown him to when they'd ar...

Shadows in the Mists Ch. 02

by James MacGregor on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

The smell of smoke wafted gently through the trees causing a deep feral growl to rumble through his chest. He cocked his head to one side and listened, but knew that he was too late. He eased up to the edge of the forest and knelt in the underbrush as he looked out across the glen to the skeletal remains of the wee cottage and the dead livestock scattered ab...

Cat's Dream Cum True

by Shadoleopard on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

Prestory warning, disclaimers, and dedication first. This story is for adults only. Whatever age your region deems to be old enough to view smut(adult material of a sexual nature), please be that age, at minimum, or come back later. This is written as a present for my great friend Catherine, a gorgeous, intelligent, fun, extremely submissive, cumhungry, peti...

What The Cat Dragged In Ch. 21

by psyche_b_mused on Oct 8, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Hi Everyone! Just a few notes: This chapter is told almost exclusively from Victor's perspective. His descriptions of others tend to be a bit crude. Secondly, epigenetics is a very real science. I admit to stretching the limits a bit, but many people are studying how physiological and social experience affect the expression of genes. If you'd like to learn...

Holy Fuck! A Dragon!

by DeviantPro on Apr 22, 2020
Fantasy

...Is the most common thing you hear as you fly swiftly over the endless landscape of fields and open farmland. Commonfolk look up and point as your mighty figure swoops over the land and cower as you beat your powerful wings. ”A dragon indeed,” you think as you think about where you are going to settle down for the night. You have no land of your own and yo...

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Loving Embrace

by uh-oh on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

So long far apart, fate then had brought them together. She sat innocently just a few feet away upon the soft bed. Her bare legs dangled over the edge, barely touching the floor. She laid backwards on her elbows, her attention intent upon the man who stood before her. Her eyes flickered across his features and a small grin touched her lips. Tall and sleek,...

M and H Ch. 03

by therealultimatedarkone on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

A year had past since Mari and Henry met at that party. Since then, they've become quite the couple. A few months after the first meeting, they moved into Henry's place together, a few months after that, Henry graduated, and a few months after that, they moved into a small house in the suburbs together. Mari still attended classes and was on her way to gradu...

Orphan Ch. 08

by Vjax on Sep 26, 2017
NonHuman

Jason Bouchard stared at the dead wolf lying at his feet. Mitch had been a good Beta, strong if a little headstrong. Jason shifted his gaze to Charlie who had a shell-shocked glaze in his eyes. Charlie had gone back for Mitch after their aborted attempt at retribution. Thomas shook his head as he looked at his dead pack member. "Damn fools." His words were...

Playing with Fire Ch. 01

by RedAmazon03 on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

She entered the room seemingly oblivious to the man seated in the leather recliner. Her fiery hair was a blazing contrast to the immaculate, white oxford. He knew there were ten mother-of-pearl buttons lining the shirt’s placket, each one attached with an expert’s stitch. Obviously, she did not care; not a damned one was fastened. Beneath the stark white of...