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For me it brings to mind the Pathfinder game I've been make a fanfic of. A neighbour gives you a wand of Good Hope and a wand of Prayer. Quite literally thoughts and prayers, except this time it actually helps.
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Oh, she could have done so much more. This is a case of sending thoughts and prayers to make yourself feel better.
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Mum's the word, though that doesn't spoil anything really. Not like me talking about [REDACTED]
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To be fair, I doubt Aaron has done that in years. It probably wouldn't even cross his mind. And as we see in Egaran Stars, Faro are not so free with their orgasms.
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When you're a slave, you gotta do what you gotta do.
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Oh shameful you. You activated my asthma card 😛 I haven't laughed that hard in a while dude. Well played ❤️
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We can only hope It would be a really fun scene to read.
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It's about time we interject a little Star Trek into our werewolves. All the alien sex
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Ugh, those gosh darned cliffhangers. Authors should really know better.
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"Warning. You are in space. Do not attempt to push buttons." Clearly someone failed to read the fine print in their "So You've Been Abducted By A Fox" manual. Mateio and Aaron still have a long way to go, and a lot to iron out, but at least they have a common goal to bring them together now.
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What can I say? When you're trying to save a king from flying green monsters, it's a little hard to plan properly.
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Duly noted...
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I'm not going to spoil the story... I am not going to spoil the story...
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Assassination of the Heart
Yeoldebard commented on Yeoldebard's story chapter in Assassination of the Heart
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So... as long as it's a happy ENDING, the rest of the story can be brutally sad? Asking for a friend.
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Note to self: Readers seem to expect the first two PoVs to get married. Must work on subverting that expectation
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I do like to have variety in my stories. Writing the same story would get boring 😛
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This whole war was pointless. More than that, the circumstances around the start of the war turn my stomach just thinking about it. I'm not going to say any more to avoid spoilers for other stories, but just know that any story featuring the Neko Rebellion is not going to be pretty.
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It took a while to get this chapter out, but hopefully the next won't take two weeks to write. Lysander's going to be fun to write. He has issues that are bubbling up, and they need to be dealt with.
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The car pulled into the pack house near three in the morning. All three of Jordan’s passengers were asleep, snoring quietly as the human parked. The world around them was quiet, the wolves long gone to bed. It was a moment of peace, calm in their hectic lives, and Jordan just sat for a moment, enjoying the stillness. Until that stillness was pierced by a shrieking cry from the backseat. Damian and Lysander both bolted awake at Dylan’s call, the older neko quickly peering into the bassi
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PRIVATE ELLIOT "I have a deadly nightshade, So twisted does it grow. With berries black as midnight, And a skull as white as snow. A neko boy came over, Tried to drink my tea. He touched me without asking, Now he's buried 'neath my tree." Nonsensical rhymes filled his mind after nearly a week of constant shellfire. The pounding had already dulled away to a constant throbbing he barely noticed, and Elliot had quickly learned that it was r
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PRIVATE ELLIOT, SIGNAL CORPS, 3RD REGIMENT OF THE ARMY OF SARELIN The lines were set. Elves hunkered in their trenches, just outside the range of Fort Naia. They had learned their lesson; the guns of the nekos were nothing to scoff at. The remnants of the Astaran Expeditionary Force’s camp outside Sarelin reminded them of how easily they had died, bombarded by weapons that no one ever dreamed could reach as far as they had. Elliot cowered under a dugout, listening to the sh
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Private Elliot is a bugler in the Queen's army, conscripted to help put down a rebellion of cats. Private Adya is an Ythin neko far from home, doing what he can to save lives. Both are flung head first into a war neither signed up for. Facing each other down over a stretch of murderous land, it will take a miracle for them to survive.
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“I don’t know why we couldn’t just take a boat back,” Reinard pouted, hustling to keep up with Galen. “We’re saving money, and I need to start walking more or I’ll start looking chubby. And while I love chubby tigers, I don’t really want to be one,” Galen said as they stepped onto a tall inclined bridge. He could hear the Faro grumbling, and Galen slowed down, not wanting to leave Reinard behind. He’d never hear the end of that one. The ocean rolled below them, waves rushing onto
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Six hundred gold. That’s what a forge went for in Absalom. It seemed expensive, but the building was larger than his shop back in Anuli. And it came complete with tools to work with. He would be making his own tools, as all good smiths did, but for now, they would do. Amnor Sen had to admit he was surprised at his fortune. The second shop he had gone to had been for sale, the owner trying to flee Absalom after giving a priest a shoddy weapon. She seemed insistent that someone was going to c
