Camorra chapter 1

Camorra cursed, vehemently. Sliding back in the shadows of the alleyway, he watched as the young man joked and laughed with his friends. He'd let his admiration get in the way, again. He knew he[…]

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Middle america

All characters in this story are 18+ Any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. My name is Jack and I was born in a small town in Kansas. My dad owned and ran his own store[…]

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Gourmet food

The sun shined down brightly on a beautiful green valley, an old volcanic crater, surrounded by wooded mountains. The majority of the valley was filled with a huge, deep mountain lake glittering in the sun.[…]

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Camping chapter 3

Ranma 1/2: Camping Third night Ranma was sleeping in his bag again that night. He was wearing only his boxers and muscle shirt like normal since, wearing all his clothes didn't do him any good[…]

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Oren part 3

The following weekend Oren and I came home from the bar, fairly drunk. A little fact about me is that I get extremely horny when I’m drinking. Normally Oren didn’t but before we went out[…]

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My dark gift

My Dark Gift Alone, standing in a darkened doorway in a city whose name escapes him, a man is leaning against the wall. His coat pulled up close around his neck trying to ward off[…]

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