Enochian: Book 2, Chapter 17
"it's the animals, the wyrms make the temperature go haywire. you'll get used to it." kent nodded, then he paused. "anyway, you should get back to work before you end up having to fight a few pissed-off wyrms.
Operation: Echo Chapter 1 - Recon
"My name is Staff Sergeant Amy Regina Beckenbauer, and I, readers, have been through hell. Okay it wasn't all that bad. But from what me and my squad have done I personally feel it should be heard. The people of my home planet Elios or...
Nila's Story 1: The Kind Sharptooth
The young nila recoiled in fear, and ready for being eaten, but instead of attacking, the great wyrm reached out and gently brushed her side with his great claw, granting her to look at him.
Trouble with Kobolds
"hrmm, i do believe this would be a suitable compensation for slaughtering my servants," the wyrm snorted.
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays
Dia purred loudly, more so when the brass wyrm licked him roughly. "i suppose if i had to choose a second one, likely rex overboard act 3."
A Real Stud
A freshly cleaned copper coin with a wyrm designed into it.
Ill Mind Of Bartan
Just as she turned around and threatened the wyrm at least 40 times her size with a finger. "and if you bite him again, i will break you into a metallic pretzel. you damn well hear me!?" "arson...?"
The Lonely King
Should i dare hope for another wyrm? some long-lost egg hidden beneath a distant mountain? i could take flight, search the ancient roosts and caverns, pick through the bones of ancestors in the hope that something, somewhere, might have survived.
Drunken Lullabies #9
The middle sized wyrm turned purple with shyness. "i... actually ended up dropping it on the floor. the breeze got a hold of it." "so... i set up my camera for jinx for nothing?"
POV vore - you and a copper dragon
A big wyrm could gulp down a man like a minnow and not even show a bulge afterward. then there's this dragon. a muscular valve opens in front of your face and the throat squeezes you past, into a long fleshy chamber that stinks of acid.
Mother's Fury
The great silver wyrm beat her wings in the air gracefully, as she hardly made a sound. her white slitted eyes were full of purpose and determination, as hail swished side to side in the air.
Road to Publishing
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