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The Elder Scrolls I : Rise of the Sword-Runners Arngeirr was crouching close to the forest floor as he skulked along the trail, stalking his prey. His hands were dirty, mud and moss clung to his Banded Iron Armour, his long golden blonde hair hung over his face, damp with sweat

Karen pulled into the driveway after another shitty day at work. The pandemic had greatly affected her job and she was forced to work overtime almost every day just to keep her job

The fan, who had not known what the Machoke truly wanted to do with him, approached the buff Pokémon at his beckon. As he came, the Machoke wasted no time in exposing his stiff erection

The Confession Choking on my own tears, moaning through blood smeared panties, unable to swallow, both hands bound with rope far apart on the same brass bed where we conceived our first child, our only child—Milena, who is dead now—I am at last at peace

"Help! Somebody please! Where am I" Kayla screamed at the top of her lungs letting it echo upward in the vast canon. Kayla had no clue where she was, her last memory was laying her head down for bed, and now she was somewhere completely vacant to her mind

This story has been mostly finished for a while. I thought of entering it in CAW #17, since the theme is “you gotta love a man in uniform”. There is love of a sort, and there are lots of uniforms, but this is too scary a tale for a non-Halloween-themed Challenge

The events in this story follow directly behind Gabriella - Powder Room Debauchery Gabriella – The Liquidation Equation By Milly Dynamite “When I was in the Marines we had this word to describe bad situations

Paula pulled up outside the motel room, it was late and dark, the sky full of heavy cloud which promised a storm later. Paula felt tired and stiff as she had been driving for several hours

“Books cannot be killed by fire. People die, but books never die. No force can abolish memory.” -Franklin Roosevelt *** It started with a play

Watching Darcy Die written by Jimmmy D. "Just me and God, watching Darcy die." A high school filled with students. It's in between classes and everyone is going to their lockers. There's a cute, slightly chubby, girl with glasses digging into her locker

“Every fairy tale has a bloody lining.” -Alice Hoffman *** "Mirror, mirror, on the wall…" "What's that, mother?" The Queen turned away from the glass. Her stepdaughter sat at the tower window, embroidery in her lap, looking puzzled

The maintenance Man 3 ------------- Mark paced the room as Nissie looked on, the worry evident on her face

I was Introverted, quiet, sort of tall. I had blue eyes and brown hair. I always had it behind my ears or wore a Columbia hat. All I ever did was read, play xbox and watch football. I loved football. I played a lot of rec and high school ball until I was met with a ripple in the creek

Diary of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry # 5) After the last death, I had to lie low for some time as police stepped up patrols and young, pretty women started to take precautions like not being alone at home at night

The Ticket II The day of Revelation I was sitting at my Grandfathers desk when Raymond Shari entered Followed by an older version of him self. Who he introduced as Raymond Shari Senior. The Senior partner at the firm and my Grandfathers personal lawyer for the past thirty years

CHAPTER TEN 3RD WEDNESDAY As the sun first strikes the mountains and glaciers around Jasper, a CPX Kenworth makes its way into those mountains with a box full of goods for Vanderhoof

My wife has taken the term" eating cum" to a new level. I wasn't happy about it. matter of fact I was in a rage about it. Sandy had never swallowed my cum when she, reluctantly, gave me head. She always spit it out and made an issue of washing her mouth out

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental

Elaine, Annalisa and the human twins, Murielle and Miranda stood in the grove, holding hands to form a circle. “Now, here’s how it works, girls,” Elaine was saying. “We form a circle and we mind-link together. I will suggest the object to concentrate on

Laura sat atop her horse gazing out across a sea of scrub brush and dull green grass. A herd of brahmin grazed quietly down the small hill to her right. The fence-line she was following continued to her left and she spurred her horse onward as she patrolled