The breath holding curse by Rekstone767, literature
Literature
The breath holding curse
Sunlight filters through the leaves of towering pines as five animal girls trek through the undergrowth. Elara, a sleek cheetah with eyes like golden emeralds, leads the way, her movements a blur of grace. Beside her trots Maya, a nimble squirrel with a bushy tail the color of burnished copper. Following close are Luna, a silver fox with a coat that shimmers like moonlight, Kiara, a strong bear with fur as dark as midnight, and Pip, a mischievous otter with playful brown eyes. ELARA: (Sniffing the air) Almost there. I can practically smell the dust and forgotten things. Whisperwind shouldn't be much further. MAYA: (Nervously) Are you sure about this, Elara? Those whispers… they were a bit creepy, don't you think? What if they're just… stories? KIARA: (Booming laugh) Don't be scaredy-squirrel, Maya. Elara wouldn't lead us astray. Besides, you know how much she loves a good treasure hunt. Elara throws Kiara a playful swat. ELARA: Kiara's right. We wouldn't have come this far if there
It was late November in Metroville and the Annual Thanksgiving day parade was drawing near. However, this year the parade would have a special emphasis on the super community following the relegalization of superheroes. Among the roster expected to be featured was the Parr family, better known as the Incredibles. The Parrs were in the midst of cooking Thanksgiving dinner at home. Bob was carefully watching the turkey cook in the oven as Dash and Violet prepped the table. Jack-Jack was napping in his crib and Helen was packing the family's super suits to wear to the event tomorrow. She had just finished folding the suits when her phone rang. "Hello?" Helen asked "Is this Elastigirl?" replied a voice "Speaking." "This is Pete Jefferson from the Parade Association Committee, I hate to trouble you this late but can I ask you to come to our studio downtown? it's urgent." "I'll be there in 15 minutes." Helen
You know? Living in a society with superheroes isn't as glamorous as one might think. Just imagine commuting to your average 9-5 job and all of a sudden some spandex-clad nutjob takes you hostage and now you gotta explain to your boss why your bus or train got demolished in the ensuing battle? Not a fun experience... If you couldn't tell already, I am one of the unlucky ones that live in the big city and gotta deal with all the superhero and supervillain crap on a near daily basis. You'd think with all these powerful heroes that crime would be nonexistent? If it's not the muggers and bank robbers, its usually some lunatic with some giant killer robot... Truthfully I wasn't a big fan of hearing superheroes were becoming legal again... Or at least I was until a very... unique encounter. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My day started off pretty averagely. Woke up, ate breakfast, walked to work and sat behind my
"Say aaaah~" You are never helping anyone out ever again. Because that's how you wind up in a situation like this, flat on your back with a scary attractive woman attempting to force-feed you her 'medicine'.You close your mouth as tight as you can and pull your face to the side, lest she push that round, pink pill into your mouth. With your eyes closed, you miss her extending two of the finger rings she wears. With a jab she pokes into your chest and your mouth and eyes open in shock. "Num!" The pill falls in your mouth, and you can't stop yourself from swallowing. It instantly dissolves as soon as it goes down your throat. There's nothing to be done about it, you can't even spit it up, your mouth is far too dry. As she laughs maniacally, you stand up, and clutch your mouth. The pill tastes awful. You gag and stumble, but don't feel anything at the moment. "Some hormone pills can turn entire dormitories into big-breasted whores with that amount~" Your eyes widen as you double over
Ramlethal's Airy Accident by senorpapel, literature
Literature
Ramlethal's Airy Accident
There were few things in this world more powerful than a gear. They are monstrous terrible creatures capable of ear and famine. Kept at bay by the holy knights and fought to extinction. Gears remain an omnipresent threat in the back of humanity’s mind. All this is to say that when I say there is one thing stronger than a gear, that you will believe the severity of that statement. Because the one thing in this whole that is stronger than a gear, is Ramlethal’s love for burgers. She could eat them morning, noon and night and would if she could figure out where to get them. But today was her lucky day, in a happenstance she had acquired two burgers. Ram traipsed her way back to the house, burger in hand. The amount of enthusiasm she was showing was unusual for her. To those ignorant it was the barest hint of a smile and a small pep in her step. Her tanned face curled with the faintest of smiles and her amber eyes focused with an unusual energy. Her cape ivory cap fluttered behind her
Alexis Rhodes going see Jaden to herself, Just then he's waitting on her form outside. As seeing their eye's, But her love. As She walk with him as together, But as making jokes and others too. Jaden showing her within the between love as felt before, She thinking on him. Later reaching each walk, She gave him for ask. Alexis: Jaden, You always seeing to outside. But for love, Just be together. Jaden: Sure, As you Alexis Rhodes. But, i'm felt form you maybe just good yourself. Alexis: Indeed, So maybe i'm inflating myself like a balloon. If you have helium? Jaden: Uhh.. Ok, But you want be balloon. If i'm hope was she oversize herself, Or just filed flow of helium. As Jaden setting up the helium tank for Alexis Rhodes, As between the nozzle as her hand already. But she want be inflating herself, Slowly by placing the helium tank on the ground. But than, Alexis Rhodes will be huge size balloon. Jaden: That be good idea? Maybe the nozzle on your hand, As before inflated. Alexis:
The Dimitrescu Sweet Tooth Part 2 by JBonly, literature
Literature
The Dimitrescu Sweet Tooth Part 2
One Week Later The thralls and heavy cream arrive just as The Duke said. You feel guilty every time you harvest the poor, brain-dead humans, your fellow humans, but it's keeping you from joining them. Over the course of a week, you keep the house, put the food in the proper stores, and hide the heavy cream in the cooler where the raw meat is kept. “Goddamned sons of bitches!” You hear enraged screaming and crashing from the entryway. “Oh fuck,” you whisper to yourself. The journey was a failure in some way. The rumors were false, mistake or outright lies, but that didn't matter. The Dimitrescu daughter was not where she was supposed to be. Frantically, you prepare a cup of wine mixed with blood and the contents of the flask. “Alright, Duke,” you mutter as the goblet bubbles and froths for a moment before settling down. As quickly as you can, you make your way upstairs to see Lady Alcina Dimitrescu standing in the doorway. Her eyes are black pits of rage, veins carrying blood as