A Dragon Slayer's Heart: Chapter 12 -Crimson Vengeance-
The moment of truth for those of you that have been holding your breath for 3 weeks. Chapter 12 The muffled jeering and booing of people around James was very audible and insulting to his ears. A large sack had been placed over his head...
The Path Less Traveled, Part 6
Solitude. Three years spent in the dungeons of Castle Dour, the most secure prison in all of Skyrim. A place of dark walls and small cells, and the cries and shouts of deranged prisoners and madmen. Three years sitting in the same cell and being...
Gateway: The Execution (13)
"so he's going to be executed by the kingdom?" felix enjoyed that thought. "not exactly." "what do you mean?" garock gripped the fennec's sheath and felix yelped loud enough for only them to hear.
Death Isn't the End
Perhaps that's the normal feeling you get when you're about to be executed.
Shadow of the Clouds Prologue
The khajiit bored into her ever more with his green stare "you're afraid of me bitch..." he declared "you now want me to be executed to make me go away, why don't you just take your wits and verse me yourself you cowardly pawn!!"
Executive decisions 15
The country estate known as Warlock Court was not an empty shell. Windows were open, curtains billowing out from within its cosy depths. An old Jaguar S-Type in British racing green was parked up on the circular gravel drive. Out in the fields...
Executive decisions 1
He was an executive. the woollen sweater was gone, replaced by a burgundy saville row hand-stitched shirt with black silk paisley print tie.
Everything you want to know about Cheshires - Chapter 1
They will call it an execution and the public will nod their heads and say it is exactly that.
Executive decisions Chapter 14
"Hello, sir..." "IS THAT AARDVARK WITH YOU?!" Ember recoiled, holding her handset away from her ear, stuttering a response, "n-no, sir. No aardvarks here." Crispin pulled onto the road, scanning the mirrors for any blacked-out luxury saloons...
Executive decisions Chapter 16
There was no red ferrari parked here complete with dents and scrapes, only his executive mercedes, shiny from its full valet wax.
Hypnovember '23: Executive Dysfunction
Hypnovember theme: executive dysfunction. one of my few entirely sfw stories, despite the themes, and something i'm pretty happy with. posted using postybirb executive dysfunction god, i'm so lazy.
Executive Decisions chapter 17
Ember smiled bravely; "you must be Mortimer. It's a pleasure to meet you. Don't be alarmed at my friend here -" She gestured to Crispin who was crouching behind her, trying to fade his outline sheepishly, "he's perfectly safe and means you no...