PotY part 2

Sorry that took so long. Blame murphy's law. Somebody seems to have kicked it into overdrive. After saying goodbye to Trevor, Amelia and Dillon wandered through the crowd before finally settling under a tree, where Dillon climbed up...

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Party of the year, Part 1

Trevor had just finished cleaning up the mess Rick and he had left on the couch when the doorbell rang. He went to the door, knowing who was there before he got to it. He had called most of his friends over for a party this weekend last weekend, and...

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Chapter 2

Chapter 2 The brush smelled like pine needles and dead leaves as I crawled through it. The dense trees around me giving the forest a nighttime gloom, even though I knew it was well after noon. The paint on my body annoyed my scales a bit, but it...

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Imagine a seven-foot tall man. Now add deep red scales in place of his skin. Make him muscular. Shape his head to match that of a dragon's. Give him horns in place of hair, talons on his fingers and toes instead of nails. Finally,...

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Waking up

If I have stolen anything from anyone, please let me know and I will do my best to fix it. Thanks! WARNING! White-hawt dragon-on-otter sex ahead! Trevor awoke in a strange bed, in a strange house and to the sound of running water. His first...

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Trevor's perfect mate

You will be seeing Trevor the dragon a lot in my next for stories, and what he does may surprise you! This story contains explicit language, use of alcohol, brawls, sarcasm, insults toward drunken racist dolts and white hot dragon yiff between a...

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Todaro's wild night

Ok, I wrote this over a few weeks, so if some things don't add up or are a little scattered, suck it up and move on. I am NOT reading this thing AGAIN. Thank you. -Diesel TO!! MANY!! KEYWORDS!1!! * * * Todaro sighed, bored....

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Family

Get the references or I will hunt you down and gut you alive. R.I.P. from Seattle, Washington People pass, people move on and forget the departed. Deeds forgotten, deeds remembered, death brings grief to all and wipes away petty differences. You...

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depression

Peraloth woke with a screaming headache that threatened to split his hybrid skull open. He staggered out of bed, and managed to make it to the bathroom without braining himself on anything. This is what he got for getting drunk. He relieved himself and...

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