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Dragons of Arma – Part 2

Hello everyone welcome to part two. ok i am going to make a few things clear with out giving up too much of the story. first heath is not the all powerful person some of my readers think he is. yes he might seem that way now but he is facing freshman at the moment there are other powers at work and they will be giving him a run for his money. so stay tuned. i will try to post every other week i have to have a minimum of 5000 words and if i do this correctly with two chapters everytime i post this will get rolling fast. for future reference this will be a harem fantasy though that might end up happening more in the second book. any question please ask send me …

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Dargons of Arma – Part 3_(1)

Hello everyone I am sorry about the length I have 7 – 8 waiting to be edited so sometime within the next week they will be up. As to Zednek no he will not be making an appearance in my story series the reasoning behind this is the fact that zednek is not mine I don’t know how he thinks or how he would react to heath. Also like I said this is a different universe from Badass. If Dionysus came to me and said he would let me have Zednek or he would help me write him in and give me the insight into zednek I would think about it. I hope you enjoy. And btw I am a male I live in NY state and just celebrated my 32 birthday sometime this year …

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The Burning Skyline Succubus

Spike slammed his locker shut, somehow more furious than exhausted. Fucking asshole! He thrust his arms through the straps of his worn backpack and marched out of the dingy locker room. Cocksucker! He stomped into an empty elevator, jerked his wrist at the security scanner and commanded through clenched teeth. “Level one.” The doors slid shut and the elevator began to ascend. His X-Pod vibrated; a personal multimedia terminal including Virtual Video Phone, holographic-imager, and Metaverse node all in one. He unclipped it from the belt of his black one-piece jumper and twisted it open: A text message. The sender field is blank. Must be an error. The subject field states the message can only be retrieved in a private g-way train car. Why would he have to jack-in to view a text message? Maybe …

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A Halloween Night Encounter

I would like to relate the story of one of the best Halloween nights I had ever experienced. It occurred the year that I had auditioned and won the role of Count Dracula for a local amateur theater. I met her after the opening night performance, she introduced herself as April. She bore a remarkable resemblance to famed Hammer movie star Ingrid Pitt. She told me how much she loved the play and my performance during our first meeting and we seemed to connect.We always managed to chat briefly for a few minutes until I had to leave her and circle the room greeting the other audience members. During our brief conversations I learned that she was really into the whole vampire/ Halloween scene with Dracula being her favorite character of course. Now despite her …

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Solomon’s Daughters: Liz’s Chapter

Liz walked from the bus stop towards her and her brother’s house happy about how her sleep over had gone and regretting that she hadn’t been able to convince her brother to go with her. She thought back to that party and the only night she had ever been the target of his anger. She knew he didn’t go over there anymore since the party where Cassie had thrown herself at him, and then her boyfriend had come over to surprise her and caught her in the middle of trying to get his pants unzipped. Anthony being as smart as he was realized what had happened immediately had push her hand from him and left. “Sorry, didn’t know she had a boyfriend,” he said as he passed on his way to the door. Cassie’s boyfriend …

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Lost Time

Louise hummed a light airy tune to mask her mounting anxieties as she went about making the bed in the upstairs guest room, her hands moving with a practised grace as she laid out linen and straightened edges, fluffing pillows and generally just wasting time, allowing her mind to wander as she worked. Today was the day, she knew. The day her daughter, Willow, would be making her first visit back after leaving for college, the first time she’d have seen her in over a year. They had talked plenty and texted more besides during her time away, but given their unique relationship, her daughter’s absence had left a void in Louise’s life that she had struggled to fill with a long list of short lived romances and one night stands. In her youth Louise …

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Depravity’s Daughter 2

Lucius For a few nights, I kept her sheltered and under the care of my home. When we went out together, it was only across the acres I owned. She would play happily, barefoot and naked while I watched. And then sometimes she would turn to look at me and get a shy, wicked look in her eyes. And when she made sure she had my attention, she would lay back on the dead ground and finger herself. I learned to use and take advantage of those playful moments. I would stand up and approach her while she watched with wide, excited eyes and I would study where she fingered herself open so eagerly. Her every expression opened up to playing with the demon and I smiled, nudging her legs with my feet. “Come on. …

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The Jean Genie – Part 2

As soon as my clock struck 9am, our eyes fluttered open and we sat up to stretch. The exhaustion that we felt that night was washed away, and we felt almost impossibly peaceful. I looked at Kazumi and said, “Good morning, beautiful…” to which she replied, “Good morning, handsome…” I looked down at the bed to see a pool of sperm that leaked out of her through our sleep, but it was easily wished away. I stood up to stretch properly as I asked, “Hey, could you fully dress the two of us?” She smiled, nodded and clicked her fingers, and in a little flash, I was clad in my usual clothing; black jeans, band t-shirt, open black jacket and leather boots. But she had dressed herself in the same sheer garments she wore the …

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Divine Justice II: Endless Dusk

The next day was bright and sunny. I managed to sleep in despite the multiple people moving about early in the morning. I always made it a habit to sleep late on weekends and get up extra early during the week. I woke up around ten o clock in the morning on a Sunday; that wasn’t abnormal; my family was neither religious nor strict on waking up early (unless there was vengeance to be gained in waking someone early). I rose from my bed feeling refreshed and ready for the day; whoever was home was mine to begin my revenge upon. Despite the night before, I felt… obligated to return what I had obtained. I would make my family fear my wrath and enjoy my company all at the same time. With the power I …

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Lonesome River Walk

* Friday. Here again at this time of night with these same noisy, drunken fools. Why at 11pm every Friday night do I find myself sitting at this same stupid, crowded horrid little table with a the same damp beer mat covered bar jutting in to the back of my head? Three pints down and straining over the alcoholic hubbub to hear Steve telling me about the Hammers chance for glory this season. Steve has never played football and doesn’t know anything more than what he gets off the telly. I can’t stand football chat but nevertheless I sit with my plastic smile and mild mockney accent listening to my boss waxing lyrical. At least we are not talking programming, I think Steve knows less about his second favorite topic of C standards than he …

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The Goth Part 2

I also noticed that the only person who was lucky enough to get a name in the first one was Ghost; I plan to fix that with this story. I am open to suggestions for story ideas so do not be afraid to make suggestions in the comments. I accept all comments related to the story and my writing. However, please do not put stupid shit trying to get girls/guys to get up with you and exchange naughty photos. Porn was made for a reason so just stop wasting every ones time and go look it up. Now that I have had my chance to rant please, enjoy part two of “The Goth” Over the next week, Ghost had continued to stay with me along with our other friends coming and going. Other then the …

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Late Night Rape

A frightful storm was blowing that night. Fierce winds roaring out of the North brought sheets of rain falling from the depths of a pitch-black sky. Intermittent flashes of lightning fractured the night, revealing a strobe-light view of my room in monochrome stills. I hated being alone on a night like that. My boyfriend, Carlos, should have been with me. But, like so many nights before, he was out late with no call or explanation. Being a gang-banger and a dealer of meth, he wasn’t the kind of man who was used to accounting for his time. Not to his friends, and certainly not to his girl. Time slowly ticked by while the fury of the storm raged on. The icy cold seeped into my room but I managed to stay warm in my nightshirt …

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The goth _(1)

I was never a very tall child, always shorter than average. Growth spurt didn’t help as much as I would have liked but oh well, it is what it is. Of course being smaller then most of the guys in my grade, as well as some of the girls, never got me many friends. However, going on to my junior year I fell into a group of friends. Tossed may be a better word for it. A group of jocks had picked me up and stuffed me into a trash can and kicked it over the small hill out front. The trash cane can rolled shorter then usual and came to a very sudden stop. I slowly stuck out my head, just enough to see, so I could tell what stopped the can. When I …

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into the darkness part 2

Into the darkness part two. I stood outside her house. I was wearing a black hoodie and jeans. I had no idea what to expect. The text message read “Come to me now. The hour is nearly upon us.” What could that mean. My master had summoned me here. It was about 3am with a full moon in the clear night sky. I took one last look towards the heavens then pulled up my hood. I walked towards her door. I could see a red glow coming from her hallway. There was a note. “Thanatos, you may enter. Come to me. Follow your instincts and you shall find me.” More riddles? I opened the door and saw the most elaborate hallway. I had visited her a hundred times but never saw this. The walls were …

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Our New Plaything

My wife and I aren’t what you would call normal, or would we? I’m not entirely sure, we look normal on the outside, nice house, decent jobs, good neighborhood, not on drugs, social drinkers, and so on. We even look normal; I am 6ft tall with brown hair blue eyes and an average build. My wife is around 5ft 6 and has 34c breasts and brown hair with a curvy figure. There is one thing that is not normal, our love for sex. We’ve done practically everything, you name it we’ve done it. Out in public, filming ourselves, BDSM, and even on occasion we play a game I like to call, Fuck Tag, I’ll fill in the rest later. But so far we’ve only done it with each other. We had been discussing who to …

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Always Darkest For Dawn

“Oh, my, my. Mr. McCoy, she’s back again.” “Huh, what’s that Louella? Who’s back? What are you going on about?” “It’s poor Miss Johnson. She’s walking back and forth in front of the bus station and she’s carrying that suitcase again. Oh dear me, the poor thing.” Mr. McCoy put down the merchandise he was marking with the price gun and walked over to the large plate glass window to look out. Sure enough there she was, pacing back and forth while looking around in all directions. Sighing to himself he headed back behind the glass and wood counter and picked up the telephone. “I’m going to call her daddy and let him know that she’s there. It’s the least that I can do.” “You do that Mr. McCoy. I’m going to see if I …

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Her….

I remember seeing her, it was after the football game. I have been sitting on the sidelines, back up receiver for the team behind the star, Malcolm. He was pretty much the king of our high school. You know, loved by all and has all the talent and is going places. Girls love, and guys want to be part of the party while it lasts. And here I am sitting on the bench, the coach usually puts me in for fakes or to give Malcolm a break. This game, he was on fire so I was riding the pine. I was drinking some water and just felt a wind hit be from behind, just urging me to look behind. So I turned around, and there she was. A tall, long red haired, dark eyes goddess …

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The Night With a Demon

Over the next few days, my life went up and up and never came down. My parents stopped fighting, I made more friends, did better in school. My life was perfect. But I still dreamed of and longed for Joshua. His lips, hands. His scent. Everything about him made me want him more and more. So while I felt so happy in my life, I still felt a little empty inside. But I had no choice but to carry on. Then, HE came. It was a Friday. I was sitting in my English class. And despite my new found friends, I still liked sitting alone. I could focus and work better. Then the door opened and our vice principal came in with a boy walking behind him. This boy…wow. Dark black (darker than Joshua’s, the …

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The Family- Pt.1

Some days, I wish I could take it back. I love my family, of course. But I don’t think anyone would have guessed what happened next. I was 23 and had just gotten out an emotionally-abusive relationship when I met Elizabeth. I was at a gay bar and decided to advance my bi-sexuality some more. This woman was beautiful, hair black as a raven, lips the color of blood, eyes as green as emeralds with a brush of freckles on her cheeks. I was sitting alone, feeling like an idiot, when she came to talk to me. “You lost?” She asked me as I listened to her beautiful French accent. “What?” I asked her with one eyebrow raised. She giggled cutely before continuing her jest with a teasing grin. “You’re at a gay bar and …

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Darkest Greetings my Dear.

Darkest greetings my Dear. There you are, sat at the computer, tis late at night and the darkness outside is occasionally lit up by a distant, approaching storm. It is quiet, you’re alone in the house and just looking online to see how your friends are before you go to bed, when the hairs on the back of your neck raise as you hear a noise in the house. ‘It was nothing’ you assure yourself, ‘merely a household pet’ but still you remain on edge, nervous until a distant rumble of thunder makes you start, then laugh nervously. You sit and read, until you feel a presence enter the room behind you, fearing to confront them you sit still in terror as you hear the slight brush of cloth. A chill of ice runs down …

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