A Good Night\'s Rest

He turned on one of his dimmer lights before walking to his dresser; trace was a draft horse that worked at the same company as jay. like his friend, trace was equally toned from his years of work.

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A New Beginning...?

He had felt it building for months before now, but it suddenly felt so real. The rope around his throat. One paw clenched tightly around the knot, the other hopelessly by his side, unable to do more than quiver. The iridescent tears soaked his...

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junkyard love part 3 . old friends reunited. (unfinished)

I just saved it here because i am changing computers. but feel free to read this draft)

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Commons to Kings

This is meant to be a series, it's also meant to have more detail about this and that but basically this is a rough draft. i wanted to get something out to you guys however and hopefully this will be enough to drive me to make more.

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Werewolf Tale II - Chapter 22 - Ask And Recieve

Wednesday, October 26th, 2011 Moon Phase - New Alex second-guessed his choice of answer for a few seconds after hearing that; Shane's forceful stare soon broke him away from where he felt safest, and he followed them towards the hallway on the left...

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Werewolf Tale II - Chapter 21 - Straightening The Record

Sunday, October 23rd, 2011 Moon Phase - Waning Crescent After Shane departed a few minutes later, Alex pulled out his phone and held it for a moment. Had Marcus already told Catherine and Nathan about what happened? As he wondered, something akin to...

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Leonidas and Destrier

The prince struggled in vain against the massive weight and powerful grip of the draft horse.

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Bliss: Sunday (DRAFT) updated

#1 of bliss(draft) she opened her eyes, tired. she looked towards her window to tell how early it was, sunlight was casting through her pink curtains onto the matching carpet. she wasn't a morning person and today was a sunday... "sunday", she thought.

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fucking in the forest part one

it was a dark night, the forest trees stained black with the dark of the night, the trees rustling with the slight breeze that was blowing about. a young looking male was walking through the forest, his eyes gleaming red and his fur a pure black so he...

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weird love

This is my rough draft of the dream i had a few days ago. comment and tell what you think of this new story that will be longer next time and start off meeting the pack.

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Loil P.I.

Rough draft (murderer series) (work in progress) broken down to a frown , i see myself as such a clown all around is a sound familiar to times i left behind taking my

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Winter's Wrath (Tobias' side) DRAFT

Just a draft ive been working on, even though i havent wrote in a while...again. i need to get into the habit of working on things. as always constructive criticism is appreciated and thank you so much for reading.

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