Mooose: A Short Story

That’s when Lloyd noticed it, Antlo was clutching her chest with a desperate longing look on her face. Lloyd figured that the chest had other things in it; unmated Evilans did have a habit of putting items in storage containers in hopes that their soulmate would happen to stumble upon it, and if they do magic will let the Evilan know that their soulmate has been found. Evilans as a whole are sensitive to their soulmates aura, and that is what Lloyd guesses that is what is going on with Antlo. Lloyd isn’t going to deny Antlo the right to know her soulmate (plus Lloyd knows how it feels like to have your soulmate dangled in front of you, and then taken away because you’re too young, it get’s even worse when you realize that draw it’s a one time

There was a time when the earth knew no beauty. There were trees. There was grass. But nothing with any real color. Until one day the village chief decided to change that. He went on an expedition to discover some color.

Once Matt finally found Bo he got him and started home again. Then, Bo turned around and started to growl. Matt turned but could not see anything. Then Matt started to hear sticks break from a distance. All of a sudden a moose appeared from the darkness and rammed Matt.

With Madon in such a powerless position, Rojo saw it appropriate to give him the final blow. So he shot magic stone at his body as the storm was flaying his body in the air. Magic stone touched the body of Madon and instantly his body turned into dust particles.

It was common knowledge that all omegas smelled sweet. All of them smelled like sugar underneath their pre-presentation scents. Cas reminded Sam of thunderstorms and electricity before the tell tale omega scent teased his nose. That was then followed by mated and his brother. Gabe, however, smelled like a fucking candy store. The normal omega scent was clouded by his own overwhelming sugar aroma. Any God, did Sam love it.

One cold stormy night in an alley there was a basset hound. She was just a little puppy. She was all orange and white with a black sport around her eye. She had no tags no collar; she had nothing on her. The pound saw her eating food from a trash can. There was three trash cans and one black cat in the alley and trash all over from the little pup. The pound missed him by a hair. She got away and run off. She found a red barn so she got in the barn and that is where she slept for the night. The next morning the little pup got scared off a weird and unusual sound. The sound sounded like this, “Moooo”. The little pup ran out and saw a bunch of kids and wondered what happened. She went

Sol’s apartment was cluttered with an overabundance of evidence of his unusual art. His kitchen was stuffed to the brim with herbs. Ranging from mundane, like cinnamon, to the more extravagant. Stones and crystals sat in windows, hung above the door, and strangely enough, a light pink crystal sat in the coffee pot when not in use. His witchcraft was even evident in the things he drank and the things he ate. Every morning his coffee was infused with his witchcraft, a pinch of basil, when his check didn’t cover the bills, a dash of nutmeg when his relationship was on the rocks. He never cooked without intent, sauteing only clockwise, making sure to never add herbs that would harm. If he was gifting cookies to a couple he

Anzlee is A sixteen year old girl who has skin the color of caramel , with long brown, wavy hair and dark dark browns eyes that fade into her black lifeless pupils. She dreams of looking and being someone she is not, because she doesn't like herself. When she looks at herself all she can see is a mistake.. Each day she sees the world in black and white. Her life is life filled of depression and self harm. Little to no people know about the scars upon her legs. The faded marks that once let her forget her pain, that distracted her from the sadness for a few seconds. A punishment Anzlee believed she deserved for just being herself. A product of two people who were never meant to last, who only brought her damage, taught her the wrong definition

When Beau went outside it seemed just like normal. He was all alone, and beautiful birds were chirping. There was one thing missing though, everyone else having the time of their life, except Beau. When Beau was born he was different, he was a red squirrel, instead of a fox squirrel. And his squirrel colony was not was not very accepting. It was then, Beau wished he would have listened to him mother. He had heard the loud BANG!

When someone loses a meaningful object that they have had for years it hurts him or her because the object has a special significance that no one else knows about. Omally’s soft and silky leopard print blanket is the most valuable and meaningful artifact Omally has ever owned. Although she lost it, it holds a very special place in her heart because it was bought in the the happiest place on earth. Also, the blanket and her traveled together and created unforgettable memories.

The first few days back for Emily have been busy and I haven't stayed true to getting my email out daily. I will be consistent from here out in getting information to all of you and apologize for the lack of communication her first 3 days.

Bull assisted yanking down his boxer briefs as the Doctor knelt behind the Sergeant and parted Bull’s fuckable ass.

“Hey, not bad,” Verin remarked as they entered the hangar where the Thunderclap sat. “That thing as roomy as it looks?” The bounty hunter radiated energy on a level that rivaled Fynta. Jorgan sympathized with the man. He clearly worried about his wife, but forced a cheerful facade for reasons Jorgan would never understand. Cormac did the same when he was nervous, whereas Fynta fought back with snark, and Dorne with research. Aric wondered if he had a coping mechanism, then remembered his reputation for being a hardass.

He walked in, greeted his team, and asked for a scalpel. An hour or so later, Dr. Colin walked out of the room sweating but sighed in relief. With a swipe of his hand, he took off his cap and walked over to clean up himself up. Then he headed to the waiting area, found the patient’s family, and told them the good news. Smiling, he watched their anxious glances evaporate as they exhale slowly and then their looks are replaced with an air of giddiness and comfort as they hug each other and smile back at him. He gives them the usual spiel following each surgery with instructions on how to care for their patient following the procedure.

Ryuu gaped at the boy standing at his door. He was not prepared for this. Not one bit. Honestly, this was the last thing he thought would happen to him today, but he was used to things not going to plan. Ryuu prided himself on his mental strength, so he wouldn't let this bother him!