Después de la pelea con cell, dónde Goku se sacrifica para salvar la tierra, la androide número 18, quedó con Gohan y sus amigos. Bulma, le ofrece ir a vivir a su casa y ella, al no tener a dónde ir, acepto la propuesta. Pocos minutos más tarde, después de saludar a sus amigos, emprendieron viaje. -vas a ver qué te va a gustar vivir en mi casa. Es amplia y...
While Craig is dying to get off Iron Mountain and get back home to the girl that he's always loved, that girl wants him just as much and more, because she's finally figured it out. Not only that, but she's figuring out the best way to do that, too. She knows Craig because she always has - even right down to what she knows he holds in his heart, and that me...
Early morning, a weekday, and the café was quiet and nearly deserted. No one was in hurry to get anywhere. After all, why race to the certainty of your death. Nonetheless, in a matter minutes the near solitude would subside in favor of the usual gluttonous consumption. It's what the oligarchs of the 1% want, and especially to ensure the status quo. By means...
Early morning, a weekday, and the café was quiet and nearly deserted. No one was in hurry to get anywhere. After all, why race to the certainty of your death. Nonetheless, in a matter minutes the near solitude would subside in favor of the usual gluttonous consumption. It's what the oligarchs of the 1% want, and especially to ensure the status quo. By means...
El día para Naruto Uzumako había comenzado perfectamente normal hasta que trajo una piedra rosa brillante de una pequeña tienda que atendía a los turistas. Al menos, eso era lo que había pensado en ese momento. Lo había encontrado en su camino de regreso al hotel después de un pequeño viaje a la tienda de comestibles del pequeño pueblo. Sakura había estado d...
Content Warning: Incest * The emergence of a ship from whitespace can be felt a million miles away. Sol Station would shiver every time as the shockwave passed through. Ripples in the fabric of space and time, the M-dimensional equivalent of a stone thrown into a lake. After a while, there is calm again, but the stone has passed from the air of whitespace...
1 The Iglesia de Santa Rosa was as old as the poverty that plagued its neighborhood, and it had space for only a small congregation. But every Friday night the benches were filled by the local faithful, often an hour or more before the eight p.m. service. Even on the warmest summer evenings mothers and husbands, their dirty and ragged children arranged betw...
In the Art rooms of a college is where this story is played out. Her name is Sabine, she is in her early 30's and an Art tutor at the college. Originally from Spain she moved to England to study English and Art and when she graduated she chose to teach her second passion in life, Art. Her first passion in life is Sex! And whenever possible she loved to co...
FAWC2: Plaza de Toros (Author's note: This story is a submission to the second Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on August 16th, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each story in this challenge is centered around a random determination of four "mystery ingredien...
*This story is set in an universe where the high-school age is 18+, everybody in this story is of age.* "The train leaves in about 2 hours guys!" Julia yelled at the two young adults, still busy packing the last of their bags. "Hurry up! We can't be late!" Sofia de la Rosa was Julia's own daughter. She had just turned 18 last week, when S...