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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.
This poem came to me in the last few minutes.
As I lay here in my bed trying to sleep, it just came to me. I don't really know why, but I think my muse might just be nocturnal...
Strange how the best ideas, come at the worst possible times...
A brilliant inventor suffers a an unusual accident and needs to get to the local store to acquire a part needed for his invention before he can return back to normal. His young daughter innocently offers to help. Deciding to accept her help starts off a chain of events leading to the incredible adventure of the dolly daddy!
Dolly Daddy - Chapter 1
Copyright 2007 by Heather Rose Brown
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Easy As Falling Down A Well.
by wassername & cat.
part: yes.
Simon was awake and we had a fresh cuppa and some toast. It was only five, so it was too early to make dinner, not that I was sure who was going to cook what. Tea over, I did up the mixings for the breadmaker Stella had bought and set it in motion.
I'm so excited! Saphira kindly offered to translate my story, Shoes, to German! It's now posted on the German TG fiction website, Tor der Trá¤ume, which translates to something like Gate of the Dreams. The translated story can be found there under the name Schuhe, as well as below.
Schuhe
Copyright 2007 by Heather Rose Brown
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She turned to me “Hun why don’t you tell her your story? I’m going to go see if I can find the doctor to check if we can take you home.” She looked back at Jen and said in her ‘serious’ tone staring right in her eyes “And you treat Caitlin nicely, she is the same person you have known for 24 years so I don’t want to hear any crap from you.”
A man accused of a crime is on the run. His world is now reduced to that of derelict, facing starvation and cold. A chance of fate ends with him finding a can of Hugglebugs containing experimental nanites that had been destined for destruction. In his hands he could be holding salvation or a nightmare. Dare he use it, unknowing of its contents?
Small Changes A Hugglebugs story by: Prudence Walker
London 1949: life's a struggle for everyone, not least Richard Starling. He shuffles between his digs and a lowly job, wearing threadbare clothes waiting like everyone for a return to prosperity. Until an old friend from his army days appears to offer him a lifeline.
"You can't be in here. This is girl space."
"I don't recall 'girl space' being outlined in the zoning regulations."
"This," Christina stated manically as she outlined a square around her body with her hands, "is a girls-only establishment, hence girl space." She drew a square around Richard and said, "That is boy space. Boy space is not allowed in girl space. You have to go outside."
Eventually I recovered my senses from the embarrassment. It had to be one of his jokes, but he continued staring in the jeweller's window. "Do you fancy any of them?" he pointed at several trays of rings.
"I think we need to talk," I said feeling my colour rising again.
Violin scholar Michael Basing had already established most of the provenance for the legendary Stradivari so why was its billionaire owner keeping him captive, and could the instrument unlock a secret of his own?
With humor and empathy, Kim tells the story of Billy, an 11-year-old whose life has reached a low point. Weaving in some autobiographical details, Kim follows Billy's journey toward becoming accepted as the girl he has always been.
“Fourteen is good?” Midori asked with a large smirk on her face. Fourteen bullets had gone through the bullseye ring, the remaining one through the next outer ring.
The Sgt Major shook his head. “Ma’am, I was told you’re not FBI or law enforcement. So what really is your occupation?”
“Would you believe I’m a CPA?”
Chapter Two
A brief synopsis- Army Captain Tom Slater having been successfully transformed into a woman, begins the training phase of Operation Swan Song.
I am a Friday night maid. After a week of hard work, I relax by
dressing up in a sexy maids outfit and serving, pleasing and pleasuring
my wife. While she is out dancing with her friends, I am dressed up as
a Friday uniform waiting for my wife to return home. She doesn't like
This is the second attempt today, I lost two thirds of part 134 when the link went down, it was turning out very well too. If it happens again I shall stop writing direct to website, which will mean a delay in posting, as I'm too stupid to post myself.
Easy As Falling Off A Bike
by Angharad the cyberphobe
part: whatever.
He knew the routine, having had it drilled into him over the years. Her doggedness was unrelenting and just the sound of her voice was enough for him to spring into the proper healthy posture. Standing up tall, he squared up his chin and drew his shoulders back. Then he thrust out his chest just as he had been taught to stand at attention at the academy. The subtle difference was the added rocking of his pelvis forward that caused his heels to rise up off the floor.
She called this Homeostasis. Patrick called it torture.
When a reckless plan goes wrong Keri and Marc must learn to adapt, but they face far more than just filling each others shoes. Someone wants the Princess dead, and a specter from Keri's family tree emerges, determined to destroy the House of Lockeleigh.
Easy As Falling Off A Horse.
by The Lone Ranger & Kimo-Bonzi
part: who cares?
I stayed out by the porch until Simon missed me, it took longer than I expected and it was only because he got himself tangled up with the flex of the portable television, that he called me then.
"Just what are you doing?" I asked seeing the cable wrapped around his legs.
With humor and empathy, Kim tells the story of Billy, an 11-year-old whose life has reached a low point. Weaving in some autobiographical details, Kim follows Billy's journey toward becoming accepted as the girl he has always been.
A video of a meeting taking place at the home of Keiji Watanabe was shown next. Present were Keiji, his nephew Goro, Dai Hashimoto, Hiromi Sato and at least two shareigishiras plus guards. The audio wasn’t of good quality and only snippets of conversation could be made out by Captain Slater.
“Where did this video come from?”
“Captain, we have a source in the Watanabe family. You’ll learn more in due time.” Agent Tanaka replied. As Major Hollins narrated the meeting, Captain Slater was already drawing conclusions as to what lay ahead for him.
Or was it her? It was too mind boggling, something out of a science fiction story. Captain Slater had to be wrong.
Chapter One
A brief synopsis- Army Captain Tom Slater has been asked by the FBI and the US Army, to infiltrate a Japanese organized crime family. But first the Captain has to undergo some interesting DNA therapy and training to prepare him...her for the mission.
From the time Taylor was five, all he could remember was wanting to be Emma’s younger sister.
He loved dressing up in her hand-me-downs. He admired his older sister and really wanted to be her. Halloween was his favorite holiday because he could let his fantasies run wild and be Cinderella or Wonder Woman. And playing make-believe was always fun when he could be the cute little girl.
But, something happened when he turned twelve. He put away the dresses and costumes. The doll house went up in the attic and Taylor’s fantasies were all in his mind.
Until one fateful Saturday that changed everything. This is that story.
The Leader narrowed its pupils, just a bit... the equivalent of a slight smile for its species. The most important of the group were already supporting the plan. The others would go along, eventually. It sat back and let them plot and scheme, only occasionally asking a question or making a suggestion. Yes, this would work well...
"Granny, Granny, please tell us a story! Pretty please, Granny!" said nine year old Linda as she sat on the floor with her twin sister Julia.
They had on matching sky blue blouses and navy blue skorts which each had embroidered a red rose with green stem and leaves as well as the first initial of their name. They both looked precious in their white knee socks and black Mary Jane's. Each of them looked intently at me with their deep blue eyes, resisting the temptation to twirl their long blonde hair in their fingers, since they loved my stories.
Before I could answer, Julia burst out, "Tell us a new one, Granny! Pretty, please!"
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