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Unraveling - Part 3
Unraveling - Part 3 A Broken Souls Short Story Throwing his jacket on the couch, Martin headed straight into his bathroom, turned on the shower, and tossed his clothes in a pile. Standing there stark naked, he looked at his body in the mirror and knew Elana wouldn't be able to resist his muscular chest and his manhood. Just thinking of her made him twitch in excitement.
By KA Stefana 2 years ago in Chapters
The Reluctant Rider - Part 2
Part 2 - The Dragon Mark Staring into the eyes of the dragon, Sofia was transfixed. For a moment, it was as if the rest of the world didn’t exist, for she was drawn into his world. His red scales shimmered in the noonday sun, but it was his golden eyes that tethered her soul to his.
By KA Stefana 2 years ago in Chapters
The Forgotten
Luther's POV Standing in the crowded marketplace, I watched the carriage carrying the queen parade by. I tried to hide in the shadows of my sister's market stall, not wanting to call attention to myself, for I knew of her demands for the humans that lived in this and the surrounding villages. Once you entered the castle, you either came out as one of them or never came out. I wanted neither scenario to befall me, and I should not have come into town today.
By KA Stefana 2 years ago in Chapters
The Wolves
There are things worse than wolves in those woods, trust me. When you hear their howl, run. Chief Ranger Talin’s warning echoed in her memory as Liv crawled on hands and knees through the undergrowth. Ahead of her, little Tivar crawled with the eagerness of a puppy. If her parents caught her out of bed and beyond the gates...That thought annoyed her even further. Her fourteenth harvest drew near, and yet they insisted on treating her like a child still.
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Chapters
Snow Humps, continued. Content Warning.
The last thing I remembered was trying to open my eyes and imagining the Buzzard pecking at me and tugging me while staring me down with his beady eyes. I slapped at him, trying to shoo him away, but he was persistent, yanking and pulling at me, lifting me out of the snow drift with his tremendous strength.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
Snowhumps continued
The last thing I remember was falling asleep in a soft, white cloud. It was so cozy and warm, I didn't want to move. When I awoke, I saw the Buzzard circling above me, gazing coldly down at me with his beady eyes; plucking and pulling at me, ripping me out of my slumber with persistent attacks.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
