Good Doctor LocklearThere was nothing but groggy swirls of illusionistic euphoria. The drugs they had administered to him were too powerful for anything else. His senses were obstructed, and he was alone with the cackling voices inside his head. They grew louder and louder until he could no longer bear it. He tried desperately to claw at his face, to do anything to hush the dull roar. But it was in vain, as his arms were strapped securely to his chest by the straight jacket that subdued him.Good Doctor Locklear2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He collapsed onto the doughy floor beneath him. He had been in this miserable cell for who knows how many days now? Perhaps even weeks or months, God forbid, years. He had long since lost track of time, yet he did not care.
Those damn fools. Who the hell did they think they were? Locking him up. HIM. A man of science. A bringer of societal advances, and hero to mankind. They would regret this. All of them. If they would not have him as their savior, they would have him as their end maker.
His brow twitched for a momen
Am I Worthy?Am I Worthy?Am I Worthy?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe I don't deserve all the views and the comments.
Maybe there are better writers out there that deserve acknowledgment.
Maybe I am not worthy of any recognition and attention.
Personally I don't think my work is even worth mentioning.
Maybe my words wont amount to anything substantial.
Maybe I wont make it in terms of a financial,
Atonement but can we just think for one moment
That maybe I write to express my thoughts on a page.
To release all the feelings held hostage in this mortal cage.
Maybe others can relate and reciprocate my words.
And to you this notion may seem insulting and absurd.
But all these favourites and feed back gives me an added purpose.
And for that split second when reading them, I feel like I actually deserve this.
That my whole hearted words are not dispensable and worthless.
That maybe I can actually make something of myself.
Give the people something real to purchase from life's obscure shelf.
Give my parents the life that they so justly
Tangled - Gothel's Story Gothel walked down the bustling market streets, gazing in awe at the spectacle around her. Bright banners hung from the buildings, people were dressed in fine clothing, and the entire place had a strange and exciting air. This was the first time she had ever come to the city on her own. After having spent sixteen years stuck on her family's farm she was ecstatic when her parents decided it was time for her to go out and see the main town. True, she had been frightened out of her wits at first, but now she was so glad she had come. The sights, the smells, the sounds, she couldn't get enough! She looked around at the dozens of vendors, practically drooling over the hundreds of pastries for sale. Of course she only had so much money, so she walked on past. She looked up at the perfectly clear sky, smiling to herself, right before she ran into someone. She stumbled back a little before tripping on a cobblestone, landing hard on her back and banging her head.Tangled - Gothel's Story4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Caper of the President's SealThe brown-haired girl enters my office and sits quietly, eyes darting around the room. My secretary looks at me over her head as she shows her in, face filled with curiosity.The Caper of the President's Seal3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Thank you, Marisa. Please hold my calls for the next hour." She blinks, but nods in the affirmative before heading back to her desk, closing the door behind her.
"Hello, Miss Sandiego," I say to the girl in front of me. She offers me a superficial smile, wan and wary.
"Hello, Chief." Undeterred, I try to continue the conversation.
"So, you won a huge prize on a game show a couple of years ago, right? It's A Wise Child, if I remember correctly." She nods, a perfunctory motion; she's either extremely nervous, or bored out of her mind. I have a sneaking suspicion it's the latter, but I'm stumped. I cough a bit and motion to the simple, brass candy dish on my desk. She offers another smile, small and condesce
Don't Trust the Tall Man Ch. 1“Well, this didn't work...” Said a good friend of yours as she narrowed her eyes, looking around the wooded area. The silence in the air was eerie and the only noise was the wind blowing lightly, messing your hair up slightly. Smoothing it out a bit you looked up at the blonde who sighed disappointed and crossed something out in her black book she was holding.Don't Trust the Tall Man Ch. 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Nodding you hummed in agreement “What exactly were you expecting?” You asked looking up at her from your sitting position. She acted like if she didn't hear your answer, or maybe she did but in instead of answering you she just kept looking around slowly. Completing full circle she finally shrugged and looked at you with the calm eyes of hers.
“I don't know...” She started in monotone “Something... I guess.” Shaking your head you lifted your hand towards her. Hesitating a moment she helped you up and looked around once more.
The two of you picked up the 12 pages from the forest floo
Dark love -Story-Dark love -Story-5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Spyro lied on the ground exhausted after the evil dragoness has knocked him out.
Sparx go and get help said the purple dragon weakly.
No Im not leaving you buddy said the dragonfly.
But she will kill you.
Um...on second thought okay I will get help now just dont die. said Sparx and flew towards the exit.
Is that all you can do hero? asked the evil dragoness with an evil laugh.
This isnt over said the purple dragon there was out of breath and couldnt move of all those cuts her tail blade have gave him.
It looks like it is over now join us and I won't kill you. Said evil Cynder and walked closer towards the purple dragon.
Never! hissed Spyro and tried to get up. He couldnt just lose like this he had to win this fight or the whole world would be doomed.
Awww come on your too cute to just die. giggled the black d
The Boy and the Dragon part 2Warning: vore, slight digestion, blood, gore, rescueThe Boy and the Dragon part 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Story by haloveteran
2 years later
It was a nice summer's day, not to hot, and there was the right type of breeze to keep cool. In a meadow lay two figures, these two figures were very close though it is uncommon to see these two types of creatures together. The first figure was a large black dragon with silver curved horns, spikes and belly to match.
Her name was Sapphire and she was the caretaker of the next figure, a boy the age of 12 with dark brown eyes and brown messy hair to match. His name was Mike, Sapphire and him were closer than anyone could possibly imagine. "Sapphire, isn't it nice out today?" I said. "Yes it is very nice," she replied, "the sun feels nice on my scales," she said and then shifted position to let the sun warm her other side. "I'm going to go get a drink," I said. "Ok but don't go far ok?" "Alright!" I said and ran off to the river. It wasn't far, only a mile away. When I got there, I took a sip of water
WaterslideToday was the day. Miles and Salren had been planning a vacation day for themselves, Tia, and Steven for weeks now, and the day had finally arrived. There were many natural waterslides in the rivers of the island where Steven and Salren lived. These slides were made from spring water bubbling up in the center of the island, creating countless streams and brooks that carved their way though slippery rocks and forming deep pools along the way, ideal for cooling off and having fun on a hot day like today. The location of today's venture had been carefully selected by Salren who had surveyed many of the streams and rivers looking for a suitable place. Miles and Steven were already in their swim suits. Tia, who didn't need such things, was making other preparations. Doing what she does best, she prepared lunch for the trip. Salren, however, was looking for an opportune moment to speak to Miles alone, forWaterslide2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Legend of Wolf Creek *Vore*Legend of Wolf Creek *Vore*3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warning: vore, child abuse, sadness
In a town with a neighbor hood lined with a few homes and school, along with a play ground and even some shops it was quit a small town not much happened around that town it was always quiet little town but it was know for its legends the town's name was "Wolf Creek" and you will know why the legend came true and why it earned that name.
In the small part of a neighbor hood in Wolf Creek lived a family of four the youngest was a 10 year old boy by the name of Toby he was a quiet boy he never socialized with anyone but he had some friends at his school, being the youngest and the first born son of his family he was treated more harshly by his father, Toby's father was a known as the town drunk also the town trouble maker always starting fights and always hurting others, Toby's mother and sister could do nothing to help Toby when his father beat him harshly his mother could not even divorce him he paid the bills and insertions for the family and her's,
A night with a dark Predator RPWarning: Soft Vore, Conronting A Abusive Father,A night with a dark Predator RP2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Athours Note: Image everything like a Anime please that's how I pictured it at least so please do. me and Ragingfire1 worked very heard on this so give him a lot of credit and watch him please Id really apreshat it and he's an awsome freind as well so give him credit and soport.
A young boy stands on a ledge situated against a great mountain top. The air is cold and he shiver from the unfriendly weather. The clouds above slowly bob along as the great sun casts its gaze down on him and the surrounding landscape. The boy's head hurts a little and doesn't seem to want to go away. "were am I and how did I get here?" the boy named Brandon says as he shivers in the cold the landscape is quite unremarkable and the altitude makes it a little hard to concentrate the boy holds his arms tight around his own body as his legs sink into the snow's ice clutches as he walks throw the frozen plates "its so bloody cold," he speaks to himself as he tries t
The Boy and the Dragon part 3Warning: vore and TrasformationsThe Boy and the Dragon part 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Authors note: well ok heres part 3 once again this story is not mine it belongs to haloveteran and all charators belong to him and his dose not have to do with my OC Mike Dragoona this is his story. Also the editor and my good freind is masterlevan1 so all enjoy ^^
By the color of the sky it looked about noon when I woke up I was still very much hurt with burns all over my body but as I lay there on the collection of animal fur sapphire laid out for me I started to think about what she had said before I passed out.
"What do you mean turn me into a dragon?" I asked with curiosity
"I can turn you into a dragon" she said then continued talking doing
"so will heal all your wounds you will be more durable, stronger, faster, and safer," she said
"but' " she started to say but trailed off but? I asked wondering what she was going to say well she started
"there's a chance that you will lose all memory of everything that has ever happened in your whol
Ariel/Jim Lunchtime BluesAriel walked through the arched doors of the Interstellar Academy for the first time, squinting to keep from staring in wide-eyed wonder. She looked down at her knee- high boots, concentrating on walking in the inch heels through the spacious cobblestone foyer. Twin staircases bowed away from each other, framing floor-to-ceiling stained glass windows depicting space ships on the far wall. Natural light streamed in through circular windows in the high ceilings, and the room was designed so it always sounded busy. Today, though, it actually was. Students in white and blue uniforms bustled about, the new students gathered in clumps to figure out where their classes were located. Ariel, standing as straight as she could to look confident, rushed to the table with a sign which read “Information and Student Help.”Ariel/Jim Lunchtime Blues11 months ago in Romance More Like This
“Excuse me,” she chirped, “I need my schedule, and hopefully a map?”
“ID,” the girl behind the counter said in monotone. She appeare
The Boy and the dragonWarning: soft voreThe Boy and the dragon3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In a cave, deep in a large forest covered in winter's snow, lay a large, majestic, black female dragon with silver curved horns, spikes and a silver belly laid there in her cave, sleeping the night away, when all of a sudden, "Hello?" called a voice from the entrance of the cave. "Is anyone in here?" it called again.
Wanting to know who or what was calling, she made her way closer to the sound, she stopped when she saw what it was. It was a small, male human hatchling about 5 feet tall and seemed about the age of 8 to 10 years old. He had dark brown eyes and short messy brown hair to match. He must have heard her because he called out again, "Is anyone there?" "Yes, I live here," she answered.
He must have been surprised to get an answer because he stepped back a few feet. "I'm sorry if I barged in on your home, I will leave," he said then started to make his way to the entrance.
"You don't have to leave," she said.
"Its cold out there and you will certainly freeze t
Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 9Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 92 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Nine: Remembering The Old Times
An Appledash-Scootabloom Fic
"BIG MAC!" The filly yelped as she felt something heavy falling on her back. The impact made her legs give up and she ended up on the floor. She turned her head around to see what fell from the apple tree and she noticed something rainbow-colored. She looked at her brother, who had a very surprised expression on his face. Applejack asked, "Brother are these supposed to fall when applebucking?"
"Eenope," was the only answer the big red stallion could give his sister.
"Aww " she exclaimed, crestfallen, and with a pouty mouth she added, "it sure looked like Zap-apples to me " She did her best to get up without causing any disturbance to whatever was on her back. She then looked at it.
"It looks like a filly but with rainbow mane." She then noticed the wings.
"Oh, y'all are a pegasus N' what were y'all doin' on our orchards missy?" Seconds passed without
The Frustrating FightThe Frustrating Fight2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My stomach hurts, but I'm not sick, my head's spinning, that doesn't stick.
So many decisions, on one lone night, I try to write, but my thoughts aren't right.
What else could happen, through the light, on this lone night, with my thoughts in a fight.
Man this is getting old, battling the words of the cold, when I search for warmth, but end up finding nothing of that sort.
Applejoy - Chapter 8 -Holiday Special-Chapter 8Applejoy - Chapter 8 -Holiday Special-3 years ago in Drama More Like This
It's a (Apple)Joyful Life!
Applejack blinked her eyes open to find them confronted with darkness again. Around her, nothing was visible except for her own body. She picked herself up onto her hooves, noting with some worry that there seemed to be nothing but more darkness beneath her. Taking a few steps, she realized that the aura of light was following her once again. And that she seemed to be walking on nothing. Her mind automatically registered that this seemed to be the same strange dark place she had been in earlier; that everything around her was probably a figment of her own imagination, but such complex thoughts ended abruptly with the intrusion of a familiar voice, echoing from somewhere behind her.
"Honey, Ah'm so proud of you." Applejack whipped around and found herself face to face with the smiling image of her mother again. Sweet Apple grinned at the perplexed look on her daughter's face before she embraced her. "You came back. You came back and Ah couldn't be ha
To Be A WerewolfI never asked to be different. I didn't choose to be this way: some wretched fairytale creature, shunned and hated by many. I didn't kill your brother. That was the hunter. He was trying to shoot me. Blame him for your problems. Leave me out of it. I'm a very peaceful creature actually. I live as a human during the day. I live among you and I eat what you eat. Why would I want blood? Why would I kill a person?To Be A Werewolf8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
At night, I run free in the forests. I roam across the land, howling, in agony. For I long to be loved. Why do you hate me so? Why do you despise me? I never did anything to you. I never hated you. I never hurt you.
Why can't you just let me be? All I want is true freedom! All I want is to be myself without having to make excuses! What did I ever do to deserve this? I didn't choose to be this way! I didn't choose to live my life in secret for fear that you might come after me with torches and pitchforks! I'm not a monster, you know. I'm really not that dif
A New Family *Dragon Vore*Warning: Soft Vore, Willing, Safe, Non fatalA New Family *Dragon Vore*3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In an orphanage near a forest a young boy by the age of 15 years old was in his room all alone he sate on his bed writing in his not yet finished book, he wear a green tunic with dark gray wrinkled ripped pants his hair was a brownish blond with bright blue eyes he sate on his bed with his legs crossed up with his book resting on his legs, he had a feather pen in his hand the boy wrote in some pages in the book his book was about the times he had spent in the orphanage alone when he traveled around the forest when no one would look he started writing about the legends the man in the orphanage had told him once "their were great tales of flying beasts that roam the mountains near hear the forest are nor safer the winged beasts walk throw forests looking for pray, they fly the skies and Earth is their hunting grounds, do not even think of trying to,.." the boy stopped writing when a knock at the door came "Link launch time," a woma
Let It Snow [Jack Frost x Reader]You stared at the thermometer on the wall across from you in dismay as sweat dripped down the contours of your face, over the swell of your nose and falling down into the carpet. The red bar was all the way up to a whopping 98 degrees Fahrenheit, or about 36 degrees Celsius—and it certainly was obvious with the air conditioning in your house being broken. Of course, the fact that said house always had something wrong with it and why your father had decided to drag your family out in the middle of nowhere was still a question you pondered about seven months after the move.Let It Snow [Jack Frost x Reader]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Wiping more beads of sweat from your flushed skin, (h/c) sticking to your forehead in damp clumps, you gave a small groan and fell back onto the couch in defeat. A fairly nasty heat wave had decided to stop by your area now that it was the middle of summer, correlating just perfectly with the sudden malfunctioning of your house's air conditioning. What made the situation even more lovely was the fact that your p
The Sarasonia Project - Ch. 3story by: DaNinjaMan and knight1015The Sarasonia Project - Ch. 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"How long we going to stay here?" Tia asks quietly.
"I don't know. Can you hear her coming?" responded Miles as they lay underneath the blanket of leaves, knowing full well that any motion on their part could reveal them to the dragon. The sounds of the dragon's approach are soon heard by both of them. Her voice followed.
"I know you're around here... just come out and play, it will be easier for both of you."
Tia's head rose slightly. "She only wants to play, silly. We should go talk to her."
"Tia, no!" Miles hissed, pulling her back down causing the leaves around them rustle. "When she says 'play,' she means 'eat!'"
"Oh...I get it." Tia says before whispering a quiet, "sorry," to her pal before falling silent in the leaves again.
Unbeknownst to them, their hunter had heard their conversation and turned her gaze to a hastily compiled grouping of leaves. The dragon seemed to peer straight through the leaves and
God Emperor of Mankind -Hypothetical profileGod Emperor of Mankind -Hypothetical profile2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Greetings all! A couple of the people in my group wanted me to make a profile for the Pre-internment Emperor of Mankind so, after much labor, I constructed this huge profile that you now see. Hopefully it makes up the lateness in my almost done story (the midterms also delayed it).
Questions at the end.
Name: God Emperor of Mankind, original name unknown
Age: 38,000 years old (in current form)- merged shaman predecessors number several million years countless times over
Height: 11-12 ft
Weight: 800 lbs
Grade: 9.5- Demigod
Although his true name and origins are shrouded in mystery, the being known as the Immortal God Emperor of Mankind is generally agreed to have been born in the 8th millennium BCE in Turkey. Although his birth was natural, he is generally described as having parents and siblings, his powers were a result of a collective of human shaman pyskers committing mass suicide to reincarnate into a single human being. At this time the Warp, an immaterial o