ok this is the last chapter of blood and ice i am working on a sequal but i will keep you posted and i hope to get the end of the shadow that binds up as well enjoy and thanks to my editor and to you the reader ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter twenty six: The end for now I tried to open my eyes. All I could see were the stones that had p...
Lilly was running through the dense brushwood of an unknown dark forest. She couldn't see her chasers; but they were close, very close! It was only a matter of seconds until they would catch her. Their footsteps came nearer and she tried to run even faster, although she could barely see further than a few meters. She ducked under an old, splintered tree and...
Chapter VI -Birthday-Party at Ironforge- Lucy kept her eyes closed and inhaled the scent of the brine deeply. She sat on the railing of a ship, sailing through the waters of the great ocean from Rut'theran to Stormwind harbor. The sea was calm that morning; and so the ship was tossed only a little. But the cute gnomish girl felt safe anyway in the arms of...
I woke up to a beautiful woman fucking me. "I am by no means criticizing you, please continue what you are doing, but who are you? "Your wife, Megan." "Again don't think of this as a complaint but I am not married." She slowed and raised my hand and hers to me; we were wearing identical wedding bands. "I don't remember asking anyone to marry me." "You...
Stardate 47544.94 USS Surefoot-A, Deck 2 Fore, Command Quarters -- 0700 Hours: Captain Esek Hrelle woke up beside his son, sensing the infant's active state. He drew in a little closer, rubbing the side of his muzzle against Misha's, making him purr. Hrelle grinned and rubbed Misha's tummy, making him gurgle. Opposite Misha, Kami stirred enough from her o...
USS Surefoot, Deck 4, Sickbay Recovery Room, Stardate 36448.68: Captain Hrelle lay face down on the biobed, resting his muzzle on his crossed arms, a teal-coloured cloth draped over his rear end; a small opening in the cloth allowed a thick, furless, half-metre-long appendage to rise up and sway like a Rigelian cobra. His fingers, encased in dermal sheaths,...
"USS Surefoot-A, Captain's Log, Stardate 42474.19, Captain Esek Hrelle, Commanding: I LOVE THIS SHIP! Sleek, clean, new, with up-to-date equipment and a fresh new mission ahead of us! I love this New Ship Smell! And, my wife is having my cub! MY SPERM ARE MAGNIFICENT! I shouldn't be so happy. It smacks of tempting Fate. But I can't help myself. To get bac...
The ranger, in his Smokey the Bear hat, put his pedal bike on the kick stand when he got close to me. A strong masculine outdoor type. Black short sleeved top did little to conceal the broad chest with pecs that must have developed over hundreds of pushups. His biceps were stretching the short sleeves. The mid-thigh black bike shorts were stretched taught ov...
The building that housed Flamingo’s sat on the banks of the Ohio River. The joint had been an orphanage back in the 1890s. Access to the river and close proximity to three state lines lent to its usefulness - the place even had some history as a stopover in the Underground Railroad. Unfortunately, the orphanage went belly up in the early months of 1918 when...
Michael retreated from the gorge with his new companion, retracing his steps back towards the river. He thought briefly about taking one of the wolves with him for a meal, but it seemed like a bad idea with his new companion still pausing every few steps to look back for the rest of her pack. Glancing up he saw that the sun was still quite low on the horiz...