Did he truly deserve the same fate as her? After all, he was one of those who fell for her trap. And storms are unpredictable. Sometimes people get out of them when you wouldn't expect it.
A handsome young man washed up on a shore during a storm, battered and bruised but alive. All he could remember of his former life was being in a terrible storm for who knows how long: hours or years or decades, he knew not. All he had on him were a harp which told him that he may have formerly been a musician

The Bard Lysander
Lysander the Bard was always gifted with dreams. He learned things from dreams he could not otherwise possibly know and spoke with beings in dreams that no other human being could ever have a chance to speak to. With his special gifts, Lysander knew that he was not just an ordinary man, but a true hero destined for greatness.
With his dreams, Lysander had seen where the maiden Rhea was: Typhon's Rock. Yes, it over a month's away sailing even with the winds on their side, but th

Prologue
A woman floundered in the water.
She had been kidnapped by the forces of the Warlock, stripped of everything, dressed in a white robe, then thrown into a strange pool of bubbling black liquid. But none of that was her most important concern. She and her two sisters had magic rings to protect them and she certainly didn't want hers to end up in the Warlock's hands. To that end, when the Warlock's minions were still preparing her, she secretly slipped the ring from her finger into her mou

James heard the dull thuds approaching and looked to the door. Through his glass wall, he watched it open. In walked June, dressed for business, as she’d been when they’d said goodbye. He looked at her straight on, but she did not immediately look at him. Her eyes flicked by him as she entered and turned toward her large, elaborate wardrobe. She seemed to be in a bit of a haze: with a distant gaze and a neutral, perhaps slightly unhappy expression.She opened the wardrobe and seemed t

Accidentally gulped by Goodra



Written by Gassythecat




Espeon was hungry and she sees a Rattata. She walks over to the Rattata and pins it down with her body. "Don't worry, little guy. I'm going to eat you now." She said, however the Rattata escaped her grip and ran away. Espeon yelled "YOU AREN'T GOING TO ESCAPE!" as she ran after her prey.

Many had worried that the fiend known as Jack the Ripper would never be caught. That he would continue stalking the foggy darkness, spilling blood and taunting the authorities, mocking those who hid from him. How many lives would he snuff out, how many nights would he keep London in a grip of terror? One woman had been determined to find him, though. In the end, not even the fearsome Ripper could outwit the great Miss Inference.

Their wings cut through the air like a knife. The wind blew against their scales, coating their body. In this world, dragons exist- not just dragons, but all magical creatures. During the dark ages, there was constant violence and hatred between them and humans. It was a power struggle to prove one was superior to the other.




But as years go by, new things arise, old things die, Humans develop faster, and new ideas rise. The crea

What
a Knight For a Sacrifice
The
world of Kalidium, a mysterious yet dangerous place. It is filled
with magic and almost constant warfare. Mythical beasts of all kinds,
various races and even gods and goddesses all lived in such a place.
The planet itself had been created roughly a million years ago by the
Grand Elder God Aganon. Originally there had been only one race, the
first created, the Xenonan. Back then the world had no magic, so life
was much harder, but the over time the inhabitants o

Dragon’s Breath


Chapter 1: In for Her Pound


 

A shoddy steel broadsword arced menacingly overhead, splitting the forest soil in twain with a moist
*thud!*
"Aaack!" Dana, whose drab brown clothes and hair might soon be stained red with blood, recoiled meekly upon the ground. Simon crudely smirked with a chilling, delibe