Hijinks
The teen guarded his face before giving in and returning fire with his own waves of water flushed towards the smaller boy.
Coming Out of the Tent
" **Coming Out of the Tent"** **By Terry Echoes** He'd made Shannon Connelly cry, the bastard. Nobody messed with Shannon Connelly, because there was no reason to do so. Everybody loved her. She was head of the film club at school, and had the best...
Draven's Story: Memory 3
It had only been 43 minutes from that start of the day but the teen could have sworn it had been longer than that.
The Third Date ~Draven and Ramiro~
07:42 | Ramiro: You there? 07:44 | Draven: Yeah. I'm a little nervous. 07:44 | Ramiro: Me too but this is for the best right? 07:47 | Draven: Yeah. You have the cards, right? 07:48 | Ramiro: attached an image. Mhm. Got them...
Fates of the Ferals: Three Ring Circus
Three Ring Circus Mitch and his brother were out in the yard playing with a frisbee. Mitchell was clad in a stained and limp, somewhat undersized white t-shirt and a pair of sky-blue, nylon running shorts. Like nearly all of his clothing, the...
The fox, the girl and the wardrobe
Paul stood transfixed, awe and wonderment on his face looking at his friend, the vixen standing before him was stunning, emma had assumed the form of a teenage fox much as he had.
Yan li in fur world
The day was ordinary for the 17 year old Yan li at least he thought it was, his high school trip too the panda reserve made a big change in his life as he walked down the paths the teachers led. When he saw the pandas they were looking at he smiled at...
Winter Break: Chapter 1
I decided to post the first 3 Chapters of "Winter Break", the original story. These will explain how Mutt and Dukie met, and help explain their lives a bit further. Enjoy the first chapter of "Winter Break". Chapters 2 and 3 will be up...
A Father's Love, Chapter Thirteen
"What are you doing?" Mr. Bridshaw asked. I put his robe over my shoulder and pulled back the curtains to let some sunlight in. It was a beautiful day. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. I crossed the room to Mr. Bridshaw's bed and tucked the...
Default Title A new year to a new begining
Walking down the road at a slow, steady pace, I glanced down at my watch to make sure I wasn't running late for dinner. See, it was the last day of the summer holidays before heading back into my final year of secondary school, which thankfully meant...
Could Make a Good Faux-Classical Tragedy
As good as can be expected for a teenager." i said bashfully. i thought i was a good actress, but i didn't actually want to be the standard teenage overinflated ego-bound headcase, so i refrained. "have a favorite performance to do?"
Questions
This is just something I wrote several years back. True story, just furred up. ---------------------------- If you've ever known the feeling of having your dad take you to a French bistro for breakfast for the sole purpose of asking about your sexual...