To Steal his Heart, part One by PhantasyPen, literature
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To Steal his Heart, part One
It was a dark night, a moonless night that could easily hide a thief from his pursuer, or she from him, and both the pursuer and the pursued knew that. With a laugh that could only be described as joyous and light a black-clothed form leapt across the rooftops of the capital, his feet were a cross between human and lupine, sporting strong black claws instead of nails and possessing tough pads on the soles of his feet.
"Get back here you damned thief!" A feminine voice screams, the owner's long blonde hair streaming behind her as the woman chases her target. The woman was dressed in a simple tunic and brown leggings that seemed unbecoming
Monstergirl Madness Part One by PhantasyPen, literature
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Monstergirl Madness Part One
Part I: What, My Roommate is a Centaur?!
"Hi-yah!" A tall girl shouts eagerly, her wooden claymore held easily in one hand as she slashes diagonally at her opponent, a comparatively shorter male with black hair and olive skin.
"Not this time!" The male replies, bringing his right forearm up as a block, the thick leather bracer on his arm absorbing the blow as the male replies in kind, his bokken* flying horizontally and catching the girl in her ribs.
"Ouch!" The girl says as she gets hits, her opponent stopping and dropping his practice weapon. "Sorry Agaue," I say quickly, automatically stopping my attack to check her injury.
"An open
1st drop: Phirun and Ka'renna
The first thing Phirun became aware of as he started to try and move BIG mistake, his arms felt like they were on fire and as he looked he realized there was a resi-steel spike less than a foot from his skull.
Let's get that away from where it can do damage. The young man thought as his vision became misted over with bright contrasting shades of red while the spike, previously so close to killing him, began to crumple and collapse in on itself, the structure of the damaged-metal-turned-improvised-weapon collapsing until the spike was nothing more than a hollow but still strong 6-inch cylinder that Phirun
The Dragon and The Knight by PhantasyPen, literature
Literature
The Dragon and The Knight
My name is Donovan Exacutr, and I am a Hell Knight employed as a captain of the guards by Ravenna, the capital of Olegna'd kingdom. Now, contrary to what you may think, being a captain does not truly pay the bills when the king is afraid you're seducing his daughter to get on the throne and docks your pay every time she makes an advance on you. That said, I genuinely love my job, and despite the poor pay, or perhaps because of the poor pay, the other perks of my job are amazing, for example, every bar in the city has to give me free alcohol whenever I go to one, although, I don't drink so this is pointless, but I also manage to rank as the ki
To Steal his Heart, part One by PhantasyPen, literature
Literature
To Steal his Heart, part One
It was a dark night, a moonless night that could easily hide a thief from his pursuer, or she from him, and both the pursuer and the pursued knew that. With a laugh that could only be described as joyous and light a black-clothed form leapt across the rooftops of the capital, his feet were a cross between human and lupine, sporting strong black claws instead of nails and possessing tough pads on the soles of his feet.
"Get back here you damned thief!" A feminine voice screams, the owner's long blonde hair streaming behind her as the woman chases her target. The woman was dressed in a simple tunic and brown leggings that seemed unbecoming
Monstergirl Madness Part One by PhantasyPen, literature
Literature
Monstergirl Madness Part One
Part I: What, My Roommate is a Centaur?!
"Hi-yah!" A tall girl shouts eagerly, her wooden claymore held easily in one hand as she slashes diagonally at her opponent, a comparatively shorter male with black hair and olive skin.
"Not this time!" The male replies, bringing his right forearm up as a block, the thick leather bracer on his arm absorbing the blow as the male replies in kind, his bokken* flying horizontally and catching the girl in her ribs.
"Ouch!" The girl says as she gets hits, her opponent stopping and dropping his practice weapon. "Sorry Agaue," I say quickly, automatically stopping my attack to check her injury.
"An open
1st drop: Phirun and Ka'renna
The first thing Phirun became aware of as he started to try and move BIG mistake, his arms felt like they were on fire and as he looked he realized there was a resi-steel spike less than a foot from his skull.
Let's get that away from where it can do damage. The young man thought as his vision became misted over with bright contrasting shades of red while the spike, previously so close to killing him, began to crumple and collapse in on itself, the structure of the damaged-metal-turned-improvised-weapon collapsing until the spike was nothing more than a hollow but still strong 6-inch cylinder that Phirun
The Dragon and The Knight by PhantasyPen, literature
Literature
The Dragon and The Knight
My name is Donovan Exacutr, and I am a Hell Knight employed as a captain of the guards by Ravenna, the capital of Olegna'd kingdom. Now, contrary to what you may think, being a captain does not truly pay the bills when the king is afraid you're seducing his daughter to get on the throne and docks your pay every time she makes an advance on you. That said, I genuinely love my job, and despite the poor pay, or perhaps because of the poor pay, the other perks of my job are amazing, for example, every bar in the city has to give me free alcohol whenever I go to one, although, I don't drink so this is pointless, but I also manage to rank as the ki