The Promise





“But… Will, I ever see you again?”




Akio Tanaka was eight years old and the girl who was his best friend was leaving him. She was an unusual little girl- though she dressed as cutely as any other, she was darker-skinned, with golden eyes and two little horns on top of her head. She was a teensy bit taller than him,

By Any Means
Hood never really found it strange the Eugen wanted to spend time with her. The pair of them had their little appointments from time to time in all sorts of places- the heavy cruiser was an intermediary between herself and Bismarck, the latter of whom was away for some time in her own country due to pressing matters.
During this time, Prinz Eugen had been keeping close to Hood, and Hood had found a strange appreciating for the cruiser’s attentions.
Especially since Hood was ex

Physical Therapy
Mike’s social circle became much larger after meeting Velika. First in bits and pieces, but soon enough, the wolf was taking the young tiger-man all sorts of places he’d never have thought to try going himself. It helped that the muscular wolf was there to introduce him to all of these folks, and he was always good to spend time with her. All sorts of time, in fact, as their first meeting had set the tone for how they got on.
Still, she was insistent on getting him

Big League Rules
Frederick had gone to Carlie’s practice for the first time, and although he did finish his homework, he didn’t actually remember doing a single problem of it because of everything else that was occupying his mind and vision and other things. The team practice was full of huge, energetic, bouncy girls all working their hardest and making the noises of working hard, but in all that he was always able to pick out Maja’s long, semi-wild blonde hair. As huge as the

Big League Sis
Frederick sighed. He didn’t really mind waiting for his sister, as it gave him plenty of time to work on his homework- he could usually get it done before it was even time to head home. It was also good for him to have some alone time when he had a rough day at high school, which happened every so often because, to be frank, he wasn’t mister all-star.
Not that he was bad looking by any stretch, but he had topped off at just under five and a half feet, and that, plus

The Hero’s Trail
Ylira was huge and loved it. The brown and gold, dark-skinned lamia just adored being herself. She was over a hundred feet long, for one, and just so big- from her vast hips up, she had just a huge, beautiful belly, unspeakably tremendous breasts in a gold and black top, lovely long dark hair and golden eyes. The forest creature was happy to just eat whatever caught her fancy to gulp down, and she had lived that way for… Well, who knows how long, really. She didn&r

A Grand Inheritance
Ralan received the news- his father was dead, so it was time for all the sons to come home and see to the estate. His father was a powerful lord within his country, but he hadn’t been home in some time- he had been sent away when he was 15 to study abroad for years- officially because even as the youngest, he was expected to be taught by the finest minds.
Unofficially, it was because he was the freak of the family.
Now, this had nothing to do with the fact that he did

The Hero’s Keeper
Leverom was a dragon. A great, huge, blue one that had lived for many years and matured in almost none of them. Massive and mighty, broad and strong, no less than sixty feet long, to be sure, and had appetites for anything which dragons were hungry for, perhaps treasure more than anything else.
The temple of the unnamed hero was known for its many visitors, many offerings, and, furthermore, its many treasures, which is why it was no surprise that it attracted the attenti