Podunk Secret
When it came to life in our Podunk town in the Michigan wilderness, the difference between being jaded and naïve could be as obvious as the sun. It also all came down to how much people valued an open secret. The jaded soul would expect the worst...
Chapter 1 - Attacked!
Jake was slumped over across the seat, no longer in control of the truck. "fuck!" lenny screeched. junk began to slide off the truck bed and onto the highway. sara's eyes opened wide as she slid to the edge of the bed and stopped.
The Gun Bunny Chronicles - 1: Welcome to the Jungle
Shrapnel flew at the trucks, pinging off the thick armor and a roar sounded out as the sound of the blast hit their truck. "fucking christ!"
Diaper Retreat Side Story: Gym Wearwolves
No one fills a diaper like our dump truck." "fuck yeah!" hell, dumper didn't even know why he knew any of that stuff, he was dump truck, not smarty pants!
My New Roomate
He hurried back outside and leaned on the door of his truck. "fuck, now i look like a total fucking creep." he cursed himself for being so stupid. he closed his eyes and leaned against the truck.
My New Roommate
He hurried back outside and leaned on the door of his truck. "fuck, now i look like a total fucking creep." he cursed himself for being so stupid. he closed his eyes and leaned against the truck.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter One.
Blood stained the rain slick road as the wolf massive form went limp and lifeless in the light of the truck. "fuck." a female voice said loudly as someone quickly jumped out of the passenger seat. "fuck, fuck."
American Mustelid Alpha - Episode 5, "Young Thing" - Part 2
After the reward is dealt with, the group goes back to their usual habits - most of them hanging around the training facilities or doing laps in the pool to loosen out their muscles after the morning challenge. Despite the situation, the mood in the...
Strake Was Here
"truck's fucked, food's gone, beer's gone.. hah." the cat crushed the can, opening his head back to spray the beer in, gulping it down. he wiped the runoff onto a glove, then flicked it all over the table with a snap of the wrist.
Continued Correction
Do you want someone to call your dad and ask why you're in my truck?" "fuck my dad," but even with that, he pulled his hood up and curled in the passenger seat. doing his best to act like he'd been napping.
My Valentine...
"shut up," kristin climbed into the back of the truck, "fucking self-centered bigoted little good-for-noth-" "pardon?" jesse stood at the side of the cargo box, a rusted axe raised over her head. "jesus fuck!"
Small-Town Lies
It was time to make a decision -- otherwise he was just some useless, aimless drunk, letting the cool wind of a picturesque spring morning whip through the open window of a useless, aimless drunk's truck. "fuck the yeast," he grumbled.