Beginning A Life With A DragonChapter 7Beginning A Life With A Dragon1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
Foolishness and survival
“Stupid little boy…” Jessie grumbled, lighting the last firestone in the cave. She had left Jason alone to wonder about what he said to her, expecting him to only last an hour or two before he came out crying for her. But it didn’t work the way she expected. It had been over four hours now and not even a whimper came from her room. She had laid down only a few meters down the main corridor to her room waiting for him to come out. She didn’t mean what she said about letting him do everything on his own, but if he wanted to try to survive without her help then she would let him, however she would not let him get himself killed. He might be a spoiled, stubborn, and prideful hatchling, but he’s her hatchling and would do as she commanded even if it meant him hating her in the end. Even if it did come to that she would still love the little tongue bitter with all her heart.
By the sixed hour she decided to go ask Kyra to
a changed world. chapter 10a lost limb, a new strengtha changed world. chapter 103 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
having slept most of the next day after losing my right arm i woke up to find myself in a hospital and doctors around me with nerve attaching equipment and a robotic arm on the table next to the table next to the bed i was strapped to to stop my from thrashing about so they could attach the arm connecter to my right shoulder. as the hours pass i was put on sleeping gasso they could continue the operation as i was moving too much causing the re-opened wound on my shoulder to bleed more then they wanted, after the connecter was surgically attached to my right shoulder so the arm could be taken off and put back on at will, as the blood was cleaned off the metal connecter they attached the arm to it and flicked a switch on the wall connecting the wiring and and sending a jolt of pain threw my body jolting me awake and causing me to scream in pain.
as i was lead out of the hospital with my right side covered by my jacket, i was welcomed by my best friend rosey wh
He with the White Eyes (A Minecraft Fanfiction)My name is LadyAnterra, and I am a firm believer in Herobrine. I know, you’ve heard this story before, especially if you are on YouTube, with all the fake sightings and false scares. Is he really so scary, though, I must say… No. He’s not scary at all, well, he’s not after he gets used to you. Or vice-versa, you get used to him. To each other. Then some of the most amazing things can happen, like you’d never seen in Minecraft.He with the White Eyes (A Minecraft Fanfiction)3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Lady A’s POV brought to you by the Friendly Creeper!)
I woke up in a new world with a crisp sea breeze wafting into my nostrils, smelling the salty sea air. The water was calm and gentle, perfect for sailing out. I look about. It seems there’s a plains biome, leading into some stone mountains to the North of me, a jungle to the West, and a whole bunch of ocean to my East. Not a bad spawn, I mean… Look. There’s a small Village, a bunch of horses, cows, sheep… Wow, this is a nice place. Bett
Great Artists Make Tasty FriendsWARNING: Contains soft voreGreat Artists Make Tasty Friends3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The feral dragoness was relaxing comfortably, silently watching the figure she had wrapped in the coils of her long tail. Optric was concentrating on the small screen in front of him, moving and gliding the stylus across the tablet with practiced ease. The featherdrake paused in his drawing to smile up at Amara and give her tail an affectionate rub. "What do you think of it so far?" He asked, holding up the tablet for her to get a better view of it.
There wasn't much quite yet on the screen, just a basic outline of what he was working on. Despite how little there was, Amara could still plainly see that the sketch was of herself. She brought her head down and nosed Optric softly. "I think it looks lovely. You're doing a wonderful job."
At the compliment, the glowing blue-green feathers adorning his body began to take on a pink undertone in slight embarassment. "Thanks." He said with a small chuckle. He reached into a bag and popped a few M&Ms into his mouth b
The Fallen Angel #3 HellAs the sun rises I carry on with my descent. Into my prison. For another four and a half days i fall and land in the blue fire pits. They burn cold...painfully cold. I stand and look about me! With my wings burning, my journey is over.The Fallen Angel #3 Hell4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Fallen Angel #2 EarthI fall for four days. i awake on the fifth day in a deserted alley, beneath a guttering street lamp. I am aware of human life, my senses are alert. i see, hear, smell, feel and even taste the degradation of humanity. With a startling realisation my ambitions are justified...the war in heaven and the reasons for my banishment.The Fallen Angel #2 Earth5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was right and God was wrong!
Human kind is not worth my Father's love. I am vindicated and the mask I wear is one of defiance.
The Fallen Angel #1 HeavenThe Fallen Angel Triptych #1 HeavenThe Fallen Angel #1 Heaven5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Heaven was corrupt. The Archangels were not wielding their power kindly. My father cared more for humankind, his experiment...his creation, more than his children in heaven. This fuels my wrath! I become a leader in the rebel army which see brother fight brother and sister hurt sister. But we lose. My battle against these mighty Archangels and we lose. many are killed and the unlucky few who survive are made an example of. Captured, tortured and sentenced into exile...to a place created to be our prison...called hell.
I am an outcast...
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Aria and Adrienne's applicationTeamAria and Adrienne's application5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Mar Maidens
Adrienne / Aurorian Fox / Ice
Subordinate 1 Name/Species/Affinity
Aria / Rock Candy / Crystal
Subordinate 2 Name/Species/ Affinity
Subordinate 3 Name/Species/Affinity
Useful Treasure Hunting Skills.
*I am incredibly charming and beautiful.
*I try to keep Adrienne at bay. That has to count, right? Also, Metal detection I guess.
My beauty Nothing yet.
Finding the best outfit was a task that would often take days for Adrienne, and minutes for Aria. Captain Adrienne decided to sport an Elizabethan Doublet, paired with an elegant, short pirate skirt. He also choose a crystal blue ring to adorn his long ears. And to top it all off, a tri corn hat, adapted for long eared creatures.
Aria’s outfit was, unsurprisingly, less elaborate. Going for a dark blue vest and a sailor handkerchief tied around her tiny neck. After much pursuing, Adrienne c
Il Madonnaro Cap 3Las campanas recién fundidas de la catedral marcaban la ultima hora de la tarde cuando se detuvieron a cenar sardinillas en un puesto callejero. La tendera, una mujer no muy joven pero todavía guapa, de largo cabello negro y rizado y un escote que dejaba al descubierto su generoso pecho más de lo conveniente, coqueteaba descaradamente con Angelo, el cual no parecía oponer la mas mínima resistencia. Mara bufo con fastidio, se pregunto si todos los hombres sufrirían severo retraso mental mientras tuvieran a la vista el escote de la vendedora de sardinas. Las estadísticas parecían decir que si. Dirigió una breve mirada a su esbelto torso de adolescente y se molesto aún más. Decidió que las sardinas habían hecho mucho más méritos para que les dedicara su atención que el tarado de Angelo y la tendera. Se habían pasado toda la tarde practicando con Astore y el artefacto que le había dadIl Madonnaro Cap 36 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Magic Lesson for You- Accepting your GiftAuntie Donna and Circine: A Magic Lesson for You- Accepting your GiftA Magic Lesson for You- Accepting your Gift7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
(You into Pig)
Your vision is blurry as you try to look around, finding yourself in what seems to be a college classroom. You continue looking around to see that you are the only person here and sitting in a desk. "Excuse me?" A timid voice sounds from in front of you. You turn to see a rather cute teenage girl with soft brown hair past her shoulders and bright pink eyes and wearing a girl's school uniform. "Um....T..thank you for coming...." She smiles and is cut off by a someone clearing their throat. "I am quite surprised someone with untapped magical powers found one of my flyers." The voice speaks with an air of authority and a hint of lust. Your eyes are drawn to the left to a woman clad in ancient green robes that somehow looked brand new. You gaze slowly upwards from her legs, hips, belly breasts, then face to find her blond hair tightly and intricately done up with her emerald green eyes fixed on you.
You Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet on the GroundYou Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet on the Ground8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey little kitten," a soft voice called.
The kitten looked up at a large dog. Her right eye was bleeding all over the pavement. The sight of the dog towering over her sent her shaking in fear, squeezing her eye shut.
The dog laid down and leveled his head with the small kitten.
"Hey. Wanna come with me? I can patch you up, okay?" he asked with a soft voice.
The kit opened her eye and looked up at the large male. He had white fur. She mewed quietly in the loudness of the boardwalk.
"Come on, little one," the dog said as he stood and picked the kit up by the scruff.
She only mewed as she was carried to the harbor and onto a large boat. The dog began searching around in some cabinets as the kit sat on a table in the boat. Her right eye was still bleeding pretty badly. The dog walked over to the table with a damp cloth.
"Okay, little kitten. This might sting a little, okay?" the dog said quietly as he dabbed the kitten's eye with the cloth.
The kitten mewed pitifully and painfully as he d
(Bonus Chapter) RadickTomas Femme(Bonus Chapter) Radick8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
23rd of July, 2014.
It’s been roughly four weeks since the battle at Nialliv’s Banquet, and Michael Thom continues to evade us. We have put forth our best men and our best efforts to find him, but all have ended in failure. Not one of my men have even caught a glimpse of Michael, in the many places we’ve scoured. It’s as if he’s completely ceased to exist.
Rayon Hunter, of Heroicits, has joined us multiple times in searching for Michael. As I mentioned in previous entries, he accompanied us as we investigated Michael’s known hiding places. We even recruited an Altradairian boy, who teleported us to the remote Shipwrecked Island. Michael’s love interest lives on the island, so King Hunter reasoned
The New Adventures of Maddie and KateMorning RoutinesThe New Adventures of Maddie and Kate9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Maddie wakes up at 10am. She has no plans for the weekend except to prepare for soccer practice later. She looks at her phone and rolls out of bed, standing up and picking up her headphones. She walks across her room and strips infront of the mirror, unconsciously playing with her hair. Just as she slips her waterproof case on her phone with her wireless waterproof earplugs, there is the opening and closing of Kate's door in the bathroom, but she didn't hear it because of the music. At the same time, Kate wakes up early than she usually does around the weekend. She would normally sleep much later but she wanted to be somewhat active today. As she yawns loudly and steps out of bed, she immediately begins to strip. Normally she'd be a little more cautious, but she was certain after a busy week that her sister wouldn't be up so early, and everyone else was gone. She put her waterproof case on her phone and began singing to her favorite music. She steps into the shower an
Pkmnation - Catch those thieves!Sandhaya, a small purrlion/bunnelby cross, hopped through the festivities of the Pokémon festival. She had strayed from the rest of her group, trying to keep tabs on her newly born daughter, Claire. She didn’t know who the kitten took after since her father Orpheus was calm and she herself wasn’t one for adventure, but the eevee/purrloin/ bunnelby cross loved adventuring. She had been all over the place so far, running between stalls, sniffing everything. It was a wonder she hadn’t lost her yet. The mother stopped in her hopping to look around again. Claire who had been in front of her seconds ago was no nowhere to be seen. Panicking slightly, she started looking around, quickly spotting her daughter, next to a peculiarly looking charmander. The charmander was screaming an waving his little arms widely. Oh, no, she’d better get over there before Claire got burned to crisps. She wondered what her kitten had done to make the charmander that angry.Pkmnation - Catch those thieves!9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Greasing UpGreasing Up10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Greasers… really?” Rerim asked, obvious annoyance on his face as he pulled the flier from his car’s windshield wiper. Tiran chuckled as he pulled out a flier from the car next to Rerim’s and looked it over.
“Are they using corgis as the mascot for their gang? I dunno about you, but in my honest opinion I don’t see corgis as threatening. Just adorable…” Tiran muttered, glancing over the poster with a raised eyebrow. Looking over at his friend he smiled as he waved the posted around mockingly. “You wanna check this out? Apparently they’re having an open call for new greasers, and they’ll pay anyone who doesn’t think it’s worth their time.”
Giving his friend an annoyed frown Tiran could tell that his friend wasn’t amused, but Tiran couldn’t help but chuckle to himself as he looked it over. “It’s just so weird… If they’re going to use an animal why would they use a
The Grease PitThe Grease Pit10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey, come on in to the grease pit. We'll show all you guys a good time, and how to be the best of bros," the leader of the gang, a very chill looking corgi said as he leaned against the wall of the garage. Next to him a dim looking skunk chuckled as a cigerette butt hung out of his lips.
"Boss this is the best idea ever!" he chuckled, his voice deep and slow.
"I know dimwit, now close your mouth," the boss snapped, and grinned as he saw a pair sitting down at a lunch table. "I think I found us our next pair of flunkees..."
"I swear Rerim, we may be the biggest people on campus, but we're bound to go places! I mean I have a bit of a pudge, but guys like that... I think," Tiran said, a slight blush as he saw a guy pass us by. "You're sure to get someone great too, and then we'll both get our degrees. We're set for college, and everything beyond!" He ended with a dramatic jump with his fork held high.
"I mean, I think you're putting the cart before the horse there a bit," Rerim replied.
Xildoma, the lost PrisonXildoma is a massive fortress designed to be a prison which is locatedXildoma, the lost Prison11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
under the largest ocean of the LC at its deepest point far from any
real civilization causing normal means of getting to and from Xildoma
near impossible, many of the prisons over the years that have attempted
to escape have died before even making to the ocean's surface, Ryan Zepher,
the one who helped design the prison tested it and escaped learning its
security system was flawed, he quickly fixed the problems it had, that about
20 or so years later, Kana Blackheart successfully escaped due to its system
being out of date for so long.
The Prison is supported by a central pillar with a wide square base
with a fairly large town for the guards, warden, etc. all of them
happen to be anthro Wailords, so you can imagine how big Xildoma
really is, located at the top on the pillar is the main building
where all the prison that coming to Xildoma will be assigned to a
cell block, there are five paths branching off of the ma
Uhm.....Melany stood there, in the middle of her new classroom. Every other student stared blankly at her, and the teacher got up and walked over to her.Uhm.....11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hi. I'm Melany."
"Hi." The teacher said, locking eyes with Melany. A faint, barely detectable bright green filled the teacher's eyes for a brief moment, then got brighter, and the woman smiled as the 5th grader stared up into her eyes, no longer able to look away as the eyes sent a green glow into Melany's, and ensnared her young mind.
"So tell me Melany....." The teacher said, placing a hand on Melany's chin. "Are you ready to obey?"
"Yes mam......" The tiny 5th grader murmured, her head feeling foggy.
"Good girl." The teacher smiled down at her newly "trained" student. "Look how good you are."
OSHIZ. IT'S ANOTHER HYPNO STORY. OSHIZ HERE COME THE VAMPIRES. WHO'S THAT BEHIND YOU! IT'S JEFF THE KILLER YOU BETTER RUN!!!
Kl'rokan and Nalyna Part 1It was a peaceful afternoon, much like any other. The warm, mid-day breeze grazed over me, a pleasant sensation that well complemented the soothing, calm flow of the stream I decided to stretch out beside, to nap off my midday meal.The sun beamed pleasantly on my dull, copper scales, bathing me in a gentle, relaxing warmth.Kl'rokan and Nalyna Part 112 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
My mind drifted from various things, to that one bird that sung from a high branch on a tree, to my own self-enforced seclusion. The area was at the edge of the Wilded wood, a secluded forest far south from any civilization. There were a few villages to the north, but superstition and stigma that left the forest mostly untouched. My kind did not believe in such frivolous superstitions. There was a tale that arose about the forest, that it housed mysterious and dangerous and rare creatures and haunting spirits, and the drask, a bipedal race that were semi-reptilian in nature, also held tales of hunters who ventured into the dense forest and never return
Blue TaleWhen Amalie woke from her healing sleep, her muscles were stiff, her eye was black, and numerous cuts strained her skin as she sat up.Blue Tale12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Zahid snored in his chair, still sleeping off whatever drink he had had.
Amalie gingerly got out of bed and walked over to his workbench where he had been crafting an intricate little carriage out of precious metals.
It was on it's side, the lifelike coachman had fallen out, his whip snapped in half. The horses had come loose from their bridles and one door was bent on it's hinge. The little bell tinkled as Amalie set it upright.
Amalie was surprised to find that the bridles were designed to come off, and the horses legs ran on a tiny clockwork so that they could really prance as each leg was moved. The wheels spun, the bell sang, and the coachman's arm moved. Amalie peered inside to see satin couches with a tiny lantern handing inside. The whole carriage and horse was not much longer than her arm, the tiniest filigree work was nearly too small to see.
Daughter of the Blur and Rose How? How did it happen? I don't even remember. It's all a haze to me, I remember us coming home a couple months ago. We were both happy, I was carrying her inside the house in my arms. She wore a beautiful white wedding dress that dragged behind her as I carried her, I was being careful not to get caught on the dress but I was still kissing her. It was the happiest day in my life, the two of us had finally grown closer over the years and we loved each other, there was no doubt about it. Amy Rose. She looked amazing, I couldn't take my eyes off her for even a second. She just looked too beautiful.Daughter of the Blur and Rose12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I set her down on the couch and kissed her for what had to have been the fiftieth time that night. She smiled sweetly at me and sat up, her eyes locked with mine, and we both said those three little words yet again. I started to take my suit's jacket and tie off when she stood up and kissed me on the cheek, I smiled and looked over my shoulder at her, her face was still aglow with