Calleslyn awoke suddenly. She felt refreshed, invigorated, as if she had just had a long nap and was ready to face the new day. And yet... she was sitting on a small, backless armchair, bound to it by her wrists, and with her ankles also tied together. There was a man sitting across from her. "Welcome back," said the man, "it would seem I owe you an apology...
Six month’s after Mystic caster’s birth she was able to levitate objects to her that she wanted, mostly the objects that sparkled. Mystic Shadow when she was not training building her body back up she was teaching her daughter how to use her powers with more coordination so her teddy bears and rattles would not hit the lamps and so forth. Murkcaster, Light...
The heat of the day was finally cooling down a bit and the shadows below the huge ancient trees were nice. The Amazon warrior shifted, carefully avoiding the clinking of weapons. She had absolutely no wish to make her presence known. The green eyes narrowed slightly as they made a final sweep through the encampment a short distance away. Not really big, but...
Morning had come, and breakfast was already over. Tara still lay against the log with Epona in her arms. The slave had slept little, and neither, in consequence, had Tara. The warrior peered down at the curly head that lay pillowed on her breast. Epona's cheeks were flushed, and her face was twisted in pain. Tara brushed a hand over the slave's forehead; it...
Author's Note: This is the fourth section to the "true" story of Xena and Gabrielle. You will find this story extremely subtext-friendly. If two women showing their love for one another and making wild, passionate love is not your cup of tea, please find another story you'd like to read. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the seri...
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Chapter 13: Forebodings )===(>>>>>>>>>>>>>> At the words that Tollarra was sick, Aylanna felt a lurching sense of fear and threw herself off Xin'sha and rushed to the little tent they had shared these last two moons. The older woman was huddled in her blankets, her face pale and her hair soaked with sweat. Kwal'kek spoke from behind her, "I have no idea...
This is for Outlaw At Large...as you requested My friend. ***************************************** The chains rattled as he moved. He stood, head bowed, muscles tight and quivering with the effort not to resist. He listened to the murmurs around him. His lowered eyes glittered. His lips curled back from his teeth in a silent snarl as his large, powerful...
Cheyenne returned to the house to straighten out her life once and for all. “Where is everyone?” She whispered wiping her tears away with her hands. The eight witches returned back to the house to found it to be empty. “They were all here when we left.” Cathy told her. Aggatha reappeared at the house.” Hello I had to go get some roots and things.” She told...
A city dug in between the mountains and situated like a bowl, Orgrimmar was a fierce and imposing sight. One could tell just by looking at it that it's inhabitants were brutal creatures. The city was rebuilt after it caught fire and burned to the ground, but it's new incarnation was a vast improvement upon the old. The fortress was obviously built with defen...