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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!
There's something in the water, no literally! Some THING huge and ugly with destruction on its mind.
It's a fight that's going to require the best the community of masks can muster -- a gathering of heroes like no one has seen before! The call goes out, the threat will be met -- for the world is in
At Aunt Greta’s–
Back to 1944 Again!
by Gabi
Chapter 6 of a Continuing Saga…
Author’s Note: I have made some minor changes to the previous chapter (School ’n Stuff)
so you might like to re-read that before delving into this latest offering.
Thanks to Angharad for her excellent proof reading service.
"Hello, girls," she said, smiling, but she didn't move aside to let us in. "Miranda, I know you, from school. Your friend... you're the little girl who swears! Tatum, isn't it?"
"I call someone a thug when I see someone behaving like a thug, I remember what you were like at school. You leave that young lady alone and pick on someone your own size," challenged Mr Rees.
The thug turned back towards me and spat in my face.
"That's not a young lady, that's a queer, shemale tranny," he sneered, before turning back towards Seren's father,"but if you want some, Rees, I'll give it to you first"
The Price to Pay - Vol. 4.16 - Conclusion - A Dream
NOTE: This is still touchy and I caution the reader, of its description of violence of woman. This was not easy for me to write, however I have stuck it out and posted it here.
NOTE: This chapter is very disturbing to me and it may to be the reader as most of my life is being dredged up in somewhat detail and some of it very graphic. Caution is advised.
Easy As Hanging Off A Cliff,
by Bonzi Kiddle
part:293
Simon went to sleep with a smile on his face, I don't know about ravish, maybe I misheard him, he might have said radish. Anyway, while it's all vege-talk, he had his oats, and they weren't Scott's Porridge variety.
Finally, after a year and a half, Regina's story continues. The former prince awaits her fate, only to find her captor reluctant to end the game. An army uses the most unlikely camouflage to begin a most unusual deployment, and a reluctant general learns how to get in touch with his feminine side.
Sorry about the wait, everyone -- and if you've never seen the story before, go back and read parts one and two first! *grin*
Written by Dauphin Read Ashley’s hertil secret diary to discover a boy whose life changed when he got a new step mum. He is being transformed into a girl. Parts of him hate this, parts of him like it. This is a story of the evil step mum, or is she evil? Barbie’s diary is full of twists and I hope will make you think. "I am sure many wishes that they were Barbie." Diana "This story made some people remember Dauphins name. It was his first story and he wrote it to see how he liked writing. A story with many plot twists" Andrew
Written by Dauphin Christina is a girl that wants one wish. To be a boy. A fairy grants her the mistake. But being a boy is no fun. She wants to be a girl again. No deal. Christina gets the best of both worlds "Moral of the story.. be happy for who you are... or do not trust Fairies" Diana "A story with a twists and shows how coming of age can be confusing" Andrew
Written by Dauphin Read this letter from a boy that really is considering suicide. Can you understand why he wants to? "Very realistic, as some boys would feel the same. Let us hope they have courage" Diana "Emotional and Serious, Dauphin wants us to consider the person behind the dress" Andrew
Looking at the note left me with a feeling of dread. Here I was on holiday on this lovely cruise ship, trying to get away from my problems and enjoy myself for once and some weirdo has sent me more flowers than at a rock stars funeral.
Twelve year old Johnny wants to play Barbies with his sisters, but Barbies are for girls. How can Johnny join the game? A sweet, sentimental story about a young boy's discovery of the girl he should have been with the help of his sisters and mother. This is a story I wrote a couple of years ago and I am posting it here for those who would like to know more about Dr. Jenny Mitchell. It is complete, for those who anguish over being left hanging, but too long for a single post.
Easy As..Make up your own, Bonzi's busy.
by Angharad.
part CCXCII.
Simon pulled up on some double yellow lines, so it was me who had to get out and brave the rain and the cold, as well as pay for his fish and chips and blessed mushy peas.
Mike and Todd stared intently at the computer monitor as Todd maneuvered his character through a hoard of hobgoblins. "Crap," exclaimed Todd. A balrog came out of nowhere and knocked Todd's character dead. "Where did that come from?"
"Those guys show up when you least expect them. Think we should call Jamie?" asked Mike.
Twelve year old Johnny wants to play Barbies with his sisters, but Barbies are for girls. How can Johnny join the game? A sweet, sentimental story about a young boy's discovery of the girl he should have been with the help of his sisters and mother. This is a story I wrote a couple of years ago and I am posting it here for those who would like to know more about Dr. Jenny Mitchell. It is complete, for those who anguish over being left hanging, but too long for a single post.
We left the solicitor's office and watched the rain from the porch. I was rather glad I'd worn my mac, but I didn't have my umbrella nor a hat, with me.
"Well the bank is shut now anyway, but the pub is open, let's go over there and see if the rain stops," suggested Simon.
Peaches is an unusual boy with an unusual school project -- he's going to spend his semester exploring gender roles in high school by living as a girl. Things get complicated but everybody learns something -- including Peaches!
Sure, Peaches is small and cute and makes a lovely girl; everyone says so. But Sky? More than six feet of champion male athlete and he wants to be a girl? How is that going to work? Can even Peaches help? Are Sky's hopes too high?
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