“Kill them all.” She heard a rich voice yell in her own native tongue. “Spare not one.”
A wolf needed to protect his mate.
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A black ocean of stars stretched overhead, swallowing up the entire Earth, expanding so much that there was nothing else the eyes would see, except for a heavenly canvas dotted with the myriads of flickering beads.
scifi + romance + alienXhuman + future + slowburn + MPREG + lgbtq + tentacles + asexual characters
It was the first sign of the Samara I’ve come to know, and not this melancholic husk of a being. “Alright then. On to First Mountain.”
And despite knowing that it’s probably foolish to think so, I’m going to pretend that it’s the truth.
Not really a sentence, more like last paragraph? But here's it. It’s time. I couldn’t afford to putter around anymore because sooner or later, the plot would start to unfold. The main character, after all, had been born.
“But why would the Diabane want war with us? And why now?”
Over the pond, two fat geese collapsed midflight, each with an Alvaine arrow through the heart, and Shenzel nodded her appreciation.
If only she could see what I did…
And with that, I let my newly discovered warmth lull me to sleep against my reluctant companion.
"I just hope it will be enough."
The last sentence of my latest chapter isn't the most exciting, sadly...
"'Just point the way,' he growled."
Does it help if it was spoken by a werewolf?
“Tsk, that might become a problem. The foreplay is prescribed by the procedures manual,” Tau said feigningly apologetically, taking Chris’s face in his hands, “and my mother taught me otherwise.”
“...I miss you...”
“I’ll just wait for the right time and then... I’ll finally confess my feelings! No pressure... haha... right?”
I blushed, those butterflies returning. “Right,” I responded, slowly. “I’ll see you soon.”
I shook my head, trying my best to hide my smirk before I waved goodbye to Jack and Penn.
"Currently, there are some renovations being made, cleaning up debris from older iterations of the building and adding auxiliary buildings for the Scripti cables and Liquid Cibus reservoirs."
she quietly clibed back up, closed her room's door, and diled the cop's number.
“I’ll call him,” she said before leaving the room.
After he had written down his name, he used the pen to draw a big ‘S’ in front of the society's name, “SLGBTQ, that’s what I call inclusive!”
(S is for street-fighter)
Hunter wore a look of displeasure but did not fight me any longer as he turned his back and walked away.
She nodded—those jade eyes bright with anticipation. “Let’s do this.”
"The setlist, of course, had not survived the mob justice."