Vore High School: Year 2 - Preview by theman2222, literature
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Vore High School: Year 2 - Preview
Vore High School: Year 2 - Preview
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"Well Lawrence, how about I make you an offer you just can't refuse?" Brooke asked as she started digging through some books.
"What are you looking for?" Lawrence asked.
At that, Brooke smiled. "Something that's gonna totally make you mine."
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"Dude, you gotta help me, they're all after me!" Kris shouted at Lawrence, interrupting his train of throught.
"Man, what are you talking about?" Lawrence asked
Nagi Cross - How I Became A General by WinterCosplay, literature
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Nagi Cross - How I Became A General
How I became an Exorcist?
Well you see, It all started with my Mother, Ether. She willingly submitted herself to testing to create a Special Exorcist, Thus meaning me.
My mother was poked and prodded DNA mixed and matched till finally they came up with the perfect creation, now it was up to Ether to incubate the Special Exorcist. A child Made from Innocence, A willing Mother and Unknowing Father, The man wont be known until Later.
Half way threw the incubation something bad happened, the scientist's weren't expecting the child's innocence to attack Ether's. She suffered for hours under the attack of her own child, thus resulting in her dea
LoZ:TP:After The Twilight Ch1 Updated Cover Page by LinkNZeldaForever, literature
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LoZ:TP:After The Twilight Ch1 Updated Cover Page
Chapter 1: Hard Work
The young man was bent over at the waist. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat, the sun glistening off his powerful shirtless shoulders and back. His face, chest, arms and particularly his hands, were covered in dirt. He stood up straight, but slowly and winced, rubbing his lower back. He had been out here all day since this morning. He paused to take a break and put the handle of the pickax against his flat hard belly. He felt the cool breeze blow, the sweat off his body intensifying the coolness and he was thankful to the Gods for it. He reached into his back pocket and produced the handkerchief Ilia had given h