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Now that the truth has been revealed, Quinn and Ricky have a lot to deal with.
Each has their own struggles as they try to figure out what is best for themselves.
Alex must deal with being outed by a well meaning guest. Christmas continues
to surprise everyone at The Haven. I wanted so badly to have this done by Christmas,
but real life kept getting in the way. Nothing bad - just a lot of things happening
at once. Thank you to everyone who has been following the story!
Now for the Final Act of this story...
After flubbing a powerful incantation, meant to give newly coronated Demon Queens the wisdom of their ancestors, Devilla Satanne awakens to memories of her past life as Jacob Divington, a human from Earth. Having gained a new perspective on life, she quickly comes to a rather horrifying conclusion: she's been a complete and utter brat! No wonder everyone hates her!
And then there's the fact that she's apparently been reincarnated as the villainess of Tower Conquest, a lesbian porn game with a surprisingly intricate plot. One in which the Heroine conquers Dimona Tower, turning Devilla's people against her in the process. In victory, the Heroine brings about a glorious age of peace between demons and humans for the first time in millennia. ...Which actually sounds pretty good for her people, come to think of it. Devilla knows her terrible behavior is beyond forgiveness, but maybe she can still make up for her past mistakes? She just needs to make sure the events of the game unfold correctly. Though there is one little detail she'd like to change - the part where Devilla herself is killed or enslaved!
In this chapter, Emily begins to settle into a new rhythm, finding comfort in the warmth of her surroundings and the kindness of those around her. A game of soccer in the backyard helps break down barriers, while moments at the dinner table and a quiet evening of homework bring unexpected feelings of connection and accomplishment. Slowly but surely, Emily starts to see glimpses of hope and possibility in her new life.
“Yes, Hiromi-kun, it is, but circumstances have changed,” Tokuro Inagawa said, before going on to detail how difficult the economy was at present. Many other commodity prices were dropping. Weren’t illegal narcotics also a commodity?
Tom refused to budge an inch. Truthfully, she’d give it away to the Inagawas or whoever first showed up at the Yokohama docks when the cargo was unloaded. Naturally, that wasn’t the way organized crime worked and if Tom actually attempted what she dreamed of doing, she would end up just as dead as Reina Shimizu.
“You have not given me a reason to change the fee. Our costs have remained the same.”
“We are not satisfied with the present arrangement.”
Chapter Thirteen
Synopsis- Captain Slater takes steps to extricate herself from the world of the Watanabe Yakuza.
Jimmy desperately wanted to join the same fraternity as super-hot stud Mike and was willing to suffer through a lot of hazing; little did he know just how far some of the frat brothers would go to drive him away but somehow he held on until the last night... and then things went terribly wrong.
“This is a real concern Amanda. The conditioning your son has been under has changed him dramatically. This conditioning was essential however. I suggest that you look at this as a starting point with your daughter. Things will not be the same as they used to but that’s the price that is paid with this treatment.”
"There is nothing that can be done to bring back all the good things about my son? Is he lost forever?” Amanda pleaded.
“Yes, I’m afraid so. If he were to remember his former life now it would be deadly. His mind would not be able to cope and he would be irreversibly damaged. That is why the bi-weekly check-ins were so important. The program could have been stopped at any time during the first quarter if you wished.”
“How old are you, five or si - ix?"
There was a collected gasp from the audience, and I think I heard Ellen and perhaps Mr. Peterson call out my name.
"Ouch!"
"I'm ten!" I stated gruffly, as I withdrew my foot.
...The cool green hills had gone the way of the Dodo. Now what was left was scrapping over the rest of the solar system, killing each other for the mineral bearing rocks of the Belt, fighting over ice for the volatiles needed to sustain life.
It wasn’t the sort of world spanning disaster portrayed in movies, it wasn’t even the sort of disaster you might find in many smaller stories. No, it was just a personal apocalypse. Just the sort of thing that rips out your very soul and makes you feel like someone has stomped you into hamburger on some sidewalk somewhere. The death of a dream.
There wasn’t anything I could do to stop it, to make it better, so I whistled and hummed a tune to myself as I packed up boxes and gathered items for disposal or storage. Somehow, the tune that was stuck in my head seemed to fit.
Brandon is a bright boy growing up near Albuquerque, New Mexico. He likes school, soccer, computer games, and playing in the school band. Small for his age and youngest in his class, his size has made him the target of every school bully for years. Each year the verbal and physical abuse increases, finally wearing him down to the point he doesn't know if he can continue. Just as he reaches the end of his rope, he is suddenly befriended by a classmate he least expected. As their friendship grows and deepens, Brandon learns the value of a best friend and finds himself moving down a road he never expected. Over the course of the school year, his friend helps him discover and cope with his feelings, hopes, dreams - and fears.
This is the story of a young person's unusual journey to stand up to the numerous obstacles that life has dealt him - and to become the person he believes himself to be. (Part 4 of 6)
“Tobias, I need a favour,” Gibbs asked on hearing the phone pick up.
“Hello to you too, Jethro.”
“I need to you pick up a case from your agency's end, My team has been running it for the past few weeks.”
“Ah,” chuckled Fornell “Who’s toes have you been pissing on this time?”
“Yours,” And you are less likely to throw a punch over it, Tobias.”
Agent Fornell sighed. “Fine, what is it?”
NCIS — Naval Criminal Investigative Service A Time of Innocence Part 2 A fan fiction By Alyssa Plant
edited by Valerie Preston
What do you see in the mirror or do you just say "Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who's the Fairest One of all?" Shadow swirls in the mirror, then coalesce into an image. See what's next for Dana.
After a long barrage of interviews and tests, a very special employee is about to be invited to join The Mystery Team, and will soon discover first hand the details of the project they've been keeping so secret.
The BIGMAMA Project
Copyright 2009 by Heather Rose Brown
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The Road to Haifa Chapter 23 - Death's Right Hand by Alyssa Plant
Raising the knife blade to her right arm, he ran the blade down the soft underside of her forearm, not cutting deeply,
but just enough to cause her to grimace as the blood began to drip onto the already stained floor.
Smirking, the major repeated the process on her other arm, before stabbing the blade through her restrained arm.
Sarah grunted with pain, but refused to scream as agony racked her body. She would not give the bastard the pleasure.
Al, now Madeline (Maddy) finds herself living in a rather nice assisted living home. She is intent on finding The Wizard and confronting him about her transition; however, something strange is happening. Maddy finds she is able to help the other residents in many ways. She has a rather strange dream, but doesn’t pay much attention to it. Without realizing it, she is blending in, being accepted, and she is enjoying it.
“My name is Jessie. I can’t believe that you and mom did this to me. You don’t care about me at all! Did you think I would never find out?!?”
“Honey, you need to believe that we did this for your own good.” Susan replied in a panic.
“My own good?!? Changing me into a girl was for my own good??? I was born a boy and what you did to me was destroy every ounce of my maleness! How can that possibly be good for me???”
“Come on Lucifer, your falling behind. We have to finish creating these souls. It’s almost time for them to be born.”
“I’m hurrying as fast as I can Mike. The soul O’matic is just not as fast as it used to be. It’s been acting up lately so I put in a call to Heavenly Maintenance.”
“Give me a break, Lucifer. You’d get more work done if you didn't take a break every 5 minutes.”
By the way, my name is Paul. I’m that creepy guy that sits in the back of post modern women’s history thinking of how I can get any one of these Femme Nazis to do anything remotely sexual with me, other than flirt and tease me about being a man in a woman’s major.
Tracy, the hottest girl in the group, suggested I accompany her to work tonight to meet her boss. So here I am dressing up in my best to meet a guy hoping for a job doing anything for money.
Brandon is a bright boy growing up near Albuquerque, New Mexico. He likes school, soccer, computer games, and playing in the school band. Small for his age and youngest in his class, his size has made him the target of every school bully for years. Each year the verbal and physical abuse increases, finally wearing him down to the point he doesn't know if he can continue. Just as he reaches the end of his rope, he is suddenly befriended by a classmate he least expected. As their friendship grows and deepens, Brandon learns the value of a best friend and finds himself moving down a road he never expected. Over the course of the school year, his friend helps him discover and cope with his feelings, hopes, dreams - and fears.
This is the story of a young person's unusual journey to stand up to the numerous obstacles that life has dealt him - and to become the person he believes himself to be. (Part 3 of 6)
Brandon is a bright boy growing up near Albuquerque, New Mexico. He likes school, soccer, computer games, and playing in the school band. Small for his age and youngest in his class, his size has made him the target of every school bully for years. Each year the verbal and physical abuse increases, finally wearing him down to the point he doesn't know if he can continue. Just as he reaches the end of his rope, he is suddenly befriended by a classmate he least expected. As their friendship grows and deepens, Brandon learns the value of a best friend and finds himself moving down a road he never expected. Over the course of the school year, his friend helps him discover and cope with his feelings, hopes, dreams - and fears.
This is the story of a young person's unusual journey to stand up to the numerous obstacles that life has dealt him - and to become the person he believes himself to be. (Part 2 of 6)
Brandon is a bright boy growing up near Albuquerque, New Mexico. He likes school, soccer, computer games, and playing in the school band. Small for his age and youngest in his class, his size has made him the target of every school bully for years. Each year the verbal and physical abuse increases, finally wearing him down to the point he doesn't know if he can continue. Just as he reaches the end of his rope, he is suddenly befriended by a classmate he least expected. As their friendship grows and deepens, Brandon learns the value of a best friend and finds himself moving down a road he never expected. Over the course of the school year, his friend helps him discover and cope with his feelings, hopes, dreams - and fears.
This is the story of a young person's unusual journey to stand up to the numerous obstacles that life has dealt him - and to become the person he believes himself to be. (Part 1 of 6)
This is my first attempt at an erotic story of any type. It is my sincerest hopes that you will enjoy this story. All warnings apply; if you are under 18 go away. If you enjoyed this story please e-mail all responses to me at [email protected]. This is not your typical story about a boy who needs to or has to dress like a girl. I thought some people would like something a different. I revised this story to fix grammar and spelling errors. The content has not changes and I fully intend to continue this series. I just hope I got all of them.
You know the usual rules, you should not be here unless your 18. Go away otherwise, because if you don’t, well someone might find out about your little problem and confront you. Maybe you’ll get what you have always wished for. You know what you want, to be girl, or dress like one or maybe get that cute pink satin dress with white tights and Mary Jane’s.
Alfred Gontarski has had the misfortune to have been born into the wrong body. It wasn’t Al’s fault he was born in the wrong body; however, he hasn’t handled it very well. Al has stumbled upon Spells ‘R’ Us and the Wizard. What Al doesn’t realize is that maybe he didn’t stumble at all. Maybe there is a reason for him being there. Whatever the reason is, Al is going to have an interesting ride.
A woman rushes to the hospital after receiving a call saying her friend has been in an accident and taken to Casualty.
She hopes for a miracle. Will she get one and will it be the one she was hoping for?
Yet more drama ensues as Cathy goes about her everyday life.
While she manages to avoid unwanted attentions at the university and narrowly escapes a dangerous driver, she is not so fortunate when it comes to an attacker who has a grudge against cyclists.
Randy loves nothing more in life than motorcycles. When his friend Nick gives him the opportunity to join in as monkey during a sidecar race, he jumps at the chance -- even if it means wearing pink leathers.
This is the same story that's been in the Hatbox for some time, now released with new editing and a new cover on Amazon. The story of Jake and Cody, friends--and Freds--for a lifetime. See story for joke about the Freds.
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