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The Time for Monsters Teaser

The Time for Monsters Teaser

Enjoy this teaser from Chapter 3. “We should make the most of this moment. There’s no telling how this operation will go down. As good as we are, the company’s got big assets. Clever people who work for them, aside from me.” The gap between us closes. Lust prickles...

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Magic Academy

Magic Academy

Out of a young woman’s ambition comes a love triangle that could destroy more than her heart. Firia is smart, ambitious, and a natural in magic. She's also a human, and thought to be a weaker spellcaster than the elves. She needs an edge to be accepted into the...

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One Charr’s Bauble – Pt. 3

She couldn’t remember how long it took her to pass out, thirsty, exhausted, and--above all else--pained. But when she awoke it was with a smack of a palm against her face, “You’ve been sleeping on the job,” that now familiar, hateful voice told her. The only...

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Blurred Lines

Sin'Thol smiled happily, stretching and lifting her robe over her head, grabbing a tiny, green top from her bag and tossing it on over her head. "Glad to be back here?" she smiled at Gorth, as he smiled down on her, stretching his shoulders and chest, "Oh yes…...

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Zul’Aman

Zul'Aman was quiet and dark, a relaxing and eerily vacant area with Troll architecture. Sin'Thol had noted the place earlier in the day when they were training, and planned on bringing her pet Orc back there at dusk to punish him for the past errors he had committed....

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Good Morning, Larkta

Waking up, Lodran rolls over and looks to the petite orc girl at his side. She was still sound asleep, wearing the skimpy outfit from the night before, which covered even less in its current state of nearly being torn off. The loincloth was still pulled to the side of...

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Their Place

Gorth bathed in the river near Zul'Aman, scrubbing himself with soap he had bought earlier in the day as Sin'Thol stared up at the sky, leaning back on her hands. She was average height and size for an elf, with stained red lips and grey soot covering her eyelids. Her...

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The After Party

Grot walked off from the party, Kali following by his side trying to keep steady. Together they headed off through the Barrens after a night of merriment. The drunken Kali could not keep her hands off him the entire way, but then, she had trouble resisting during the...

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Gifts of All Sorts

The small tattoo and piercing parlor in the depths of the drag was shut tight. Front door closed and by all appearances vacant and closed. In the back room, however, moved the proprietor. A medium height Darkspear, aqua-green in skin tone, with long, soft flowing...

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The Wolf

Gorth was no longer the wild beast that the tiny elven girl, Sin'Thol, had tamed. No longer the grunting beast, he had become more to her than protection and a way to fulfill her bazaar physical desires. He had become a friend to her, someone she could take care of...

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The Meeting

A crazed orc ran snarling through the bushes in the inky darkness of Tirisfal Glades. Dressed only in a pair of tattered pants, Gorth sped with all the strength in his stocky legs, still fleeing the guards who had long since stopped following. His entire body was...

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