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Adrift: Chapter 50 by J. Alan Veerkamp
Roku tensed under Arad, and not in a carnal way. His eager erection flagged, and slid from its welcome home to slump between his thighs, the moment lost. The interruption gnawed at Arad. In full force, the craving stupidly urged him to finish what he’d started and answer the com afterwards. Thankfully he had enough sense not to listen to the newfound demands of his sex drive.
Before he tried to continue, he climbed from Roku’s lap and unlocked the cuffs using the key on the console. Fun time was over. Roku practically pounced on Franc’s old station, where sensors struggled to pull basic information from the incoming call.
Fucking nighttime beasts coming out trying to eat me. I spun and smacked the squishy beast from my shoulder before it could lock its jaws onto my shoulder and gnaw a gaping hole up to my neck and blood supply. Worse, I knew these things didn’t come out by themselves.
No, the creepy little beasts crawled out of tiny holes with their squishy, extendable bodies, looking for something warm and blood-filled to take away the chill of the night. Where the hell did they come from?
I stomped on the thing on the ground and it squished, then splatted as
Here Kitty kitty: Chapter 22.4 by Carol Pedroso
Tristan looked up from his tablet where he’d been emailing the warnings out to everyone he knew in various chat rooms and forums.
Frowning he replayed the question before he felt his brain stall. Healers? Why was Carl asking about healers?
“Um, not much. Healers come in many forms. Mage healers work by using magic to isolate the cause of the illness and pull it from the person’s body. Non-magical healers use herbs and other potions to either cause the illness to leave the person’s body, or to treat the symptoms until the person heals on their own. Why?”
In Pieces #63 (15.4) by Julie Lynn Hayes
Ryan repeated his ministrations with the matching conditioner, then carefully guided Ben’s head beneath the spray to rinse everything off. Beside the hair care products, Ryan noticed a small bottle of body wash. He popped the cap and sniffed. Seemed pleasant enough. He poured some onto one palm, then replaced the bottle on the shelf and rubbed his hands together to spread the gel.
“That for me?” Ben asked, his eyes fixed on Ryan.
“Absolutely,” Ryan replied. “Nothing but the best for you.