The Imperial City's magical academy's opening ceremonies were not the fanciest or the most attended events the academy hosted. It was primarily just to welcome the new students and there were no special performances. The welcoming event definitely was nothing in comparison to the magic competitions that filled the same arena with thousands of eager spectator...
It was a warm afternoon that was sliding into a temperate night. The fresh smells of spring washed over St. Agatha's and deeply saturated ever surface. Long shadows had started to spread across the landscape. A gentle breeze tickled at every bit of Aphex's exposed skin. The sound of two female co-eds making out in their hidden spot where a tree covered a bui...
Authors note: This story is heavily inspired by Game Monster by Cantalope, be sure to check it out if this appeals to you. Something doesn't feel normal as you wake. Your mind is foggy and slow, like someone came along while you slept and stuffed it full of cotton wool. You struggle to remember what cotton wool is. You try to remember if this is normal, but...
*** Nobody ever thinks about the people who make stuff happen. Or in this chapter, the ones who keep it all going. 0_o *** -------------------------- Hungary, mid-afternoon They were on the ground, inside the huge cellars under the abbey. It was where Abi's craft sat whenever it wasn't in use here. It was where a lot of the maintenance happened. Ouna st...
"Hey," Lisa asks suddenly, as they are walking back to where they left the ranger, "Do orcs have a soul?" Steve sighs and says, "You've been talking to Barry. He's full of shit. Don't believe anything he says." "Oh. Good," she says, then looks alarmed as they get in sight of the brook and see Bubba's lifeless body floating in the water. The paladin just g...
As long as she was able to remember half-elf priestess Lillian had dedicated her life to the gods. She was an orphan and raised by the Church but ever since she turned eighteen she had been locked in an endless internal struggle. Filthy degenerate thoughts kept invading her mind for years and there have been a few times she almost touched herself in an impro...
Kelsea couldn't get the memory of the Priestess' eyes out of her mind. Even as she ran between the curling unearthly fog, flanked on either side by tombstones taller than her head. Even as she ducked between a cleft that separated two entwined grave markers like the coiling spiral of interlaced vines. Even as she listened to the sounds of monsters making war...
They came like a wave of misfortune from the shadows of the brush. Howling mad cries of inhuman lust, the flock of little beasties burst forth into the light of Roland's torch. His burning beacon illuminated their faces: pale, snarling things with rows of hideous, needle-like teeth and faces as varied as their skin colors. Some looked almost human in their m...
Firstly, who are you? -- PLEASE READ; This is still a WIP, but I would love to hear peoples thoughts on this story. Any suggestions, thoughts or criticisms would be much appreciated - leave them on here or email me at [email protected] What's next? Jon Snow, the Bastard of Winterfell Jaime Lannister, the King Slayer Tyrion Lannister, the Imp Daenerys...
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