Author's Note: This is a good deal more plot heavy than previous chapters. I highly advise reading the previous chapters before this. ***** Crazy didn't seem adequate enough of a description for the past few days. Clair hadn't slept much at all in the past week, her dreams filled with impossible imagery that she knew she would never picture. From meeting t...
You wake up to the early morning sun shining through your Venetian blinds, directly into your eyes. You throw off your blankets, open your closet door, and dig through the clothes on the floor. Searching until you find your least pair of dirty pants. You get dressed not bothering to change your boxers and head into the kitchen through the eerie silence of th...
The day is bright and sunny. You are on your way to school, taking your time to appreciate the sights of the bustling people moving around to get to where they might need to be. Upon passing an alleyway, you are alerted by a muffled scream of distress. You move in to investigate. You discover a girl. Her clothes are shredded and there is a large thug looking...
Joe Avarege was not the most handsome of men, he was rather... average. At 181 centimetres he was moderately tall, his face was relatively plain, but he kept it clean shaven and overall well groomed to be attractive to women. Joe was of average built and relatively slim, but had a little belly which are so common among modern men. His head was bald but decen...
You stare bleary-eyed at precarious pyramids of gamebooks strewn out across a card table that was starting to bow in the middle. A bespectacled woman so small that you could barely see her beyond the stacks sits on the other side. She pays you little attention as you browse. The book fair was starting to look like a bust. You came thinking that you were goin...
*All characters are 18+. I do not own the idea of boardgames causing players to shapeshift. It is a common idea that can also be declined in nice RP's...* *This is my first story, hope you'll like it* ***** The weather was awfully cold, and the wind was blowing. Snow was announced for the next morning. Gina closed the door behind her as she walked insid...
There was a card on Amy's desk, resting in the home row of her keyboard so she couldn't possibly miss it before returning to work. Her desk was clean enough that any foreign object would be noticed immediately, of course. Amy opened the unsealed envelope and found a card with a sad-looking puppy next to a pile of crumbs and frosting on a plate, a few flecks...
Author's Note: Warning: The following contains furry lesbian activity, if this is not to your liking, please simply skip those seems and try to enjoy the story. Also, I advise reading the first few chapters before this, particularly chapter 1. Thank you and I hope you enjoy. ***** Alexandra woke with a groan. Beside her, she heard Bell also waking up, mumb...
"You guys are assholes. And not the good kind." - Xander, "Drawn Together" * I don't, on principle, swear often. My family doesn't do it that often, so I never grew up in the habit of littering choice, juicy words in my speech. Moreover, I'm not a confrontational person. In an argument, should there be an argument, I'm not going to be the one tossing aroun...
Saturday afternoon, late April. It was sunny outside, but no one could get out for a stroll. Everybody had to stay home, by order of the government, because a stupid disease had been spreading all over the world for two months and a half. "I'm so bored" complained Luca. "Me too" yawned Gina. "I just finished watching nine seasons of The Office. Twice." Lu...