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The weary travelers hear music drifting through the forest they stumble towards sound until the forest opens up into a wide clearing well-lit by moonlight. The stream broadened out, forming a bright pool. The five of us stood frozen for a moment



Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Thirty-One – Remedial Potions Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author
Note: Kushina and Mito are not related to Naruto in this story and are his wives by Uzumaki clan law. This is an extract from a fanfic I am currently writing that contains Lemonssex scenes
CHAPTER TEN: Under The Red Keep, King's Landing Arya Stark was on one of her dancing master's lessons, chasing the black cat through the Red Keep. She was passing grumbling guards, surprised servants, and other gossiping nobles on her frantic mission
hey folks, guess who's back! sorry i haven't posted anything in a while, as i have been busy with other things, and the fact that i do have a life. read, wank, or what ever
Halloween Night Linus sighed loudly, prepared once again for disappointment. Every year he waited for the Great Pumpkin to appear on Halloween night, but it had never happened. And this was the year that Sally, the girl he loved, had finally accompanied him to the pumpkin patch
“I need to pee, I’ll be right back”



Zendaya never expected to end up like this. If you had told her just a few years ago that she’d end up pregnant and naked on her knees while wearing a collar that said “nigger slut,” until she was let into her "Owner's" mansion, she would have punched you in the face



Ron and Hermione were strolling around the black lake, they weren't actually dating but they were doing all the normal couples stuff except for the kissing and sex. They saw two people in the distance walking towards them. "Is that Harry and Ginny" Hermione asked



This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, or have any affiliation with the author



I noticed her immediately. Her radiance, her smileher very promising posterior. I knew exactly who she was, but it seemed unreal. Jennifer Lawrence. My first desire is to go and talk to her, but I need an excuse
I’m not going to tease you, baby. I could chub this up with my fear, paranoia and the habit of constantly peaking over my shoulder all clusterfucked into a week before what happened



Toward the end of the week, I was in the kitchen helping out with some dishes when Bobby came down the stairs. “Kellie, come here a second.” He called. I finished rinsing off the plate and followed him up the stairs into his mother's room, where he was sleeping during his stay



Harry potter and the power of the Peverells Chapter 1 Fire at the Burrow Harry was sitting in Ron's room in his pyjamas when he heard a crash outside. Waking Ron, he ran outside to see what had happened and to his horror, all he could see was fire



"Do not tell a friend anything you would conceal from an enemy." -Arab proverb. *** "There is, of course, the tale of the man who built a horse of ebony that flew through the air with its rider—" "We've heard that one already