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An Illegal Trade GT Ch.1An Illegal Trade

“How much?”

Zeke raised his golden eyebrows in surprise. “What?”

I folded my arms across my chest, and let out a patient sigh. “How much? For the girl?”

Zeke let out a large puff of smoke out of his cruel lips, and grinned wickedly. I could see the three of his golden molders, shining back at me- mocking my pained expression.

“You want her that much eh?” he chuckled- it was a terrible sound.

I nodded impatiently and placed my clammy hands onto his wooden desk. “How long has she been unconscious?” I ask suddenly.

Zeke shrugged and looked at the tiny girl’
Damien's Time - Lilith Awakens 2     “You have been feeding me and giving me water when I would accept it from you ?” Lilith asked with some doubt in her voice. “I don't want to call doubt to what you are telling me, especially since you have just nursed me back to health, but I have reason to not believe you. I have some memory of what was happening to me before I was discovered by you, and while I may have accepted water from you, I have serious doubt that I would have accepted any food from you.”
    Lucifer listened closely to what Lilith was saying, and watched her reaction as he responded to it, “Of course I would have to feed you while
Karasu - Part 16
Though the satchel wasn’t large, it had carried enough food to last Shichi for several days. He started slowly, eating only a few handfuls throughout the day, allowing his stomach to grow accustomed to digestion. His mind began to clear. He noted the positions of the sun and stars, making his way back towards the river. Only the mountains were cold enough for snow, and the brown earth began to reveal itself as he descended. With the soil came roots, and soon he had foraged a small stock to refill the bag.

The river was a welcome sight. Though the water was chilled, he removed his shoes to wade into its embrace. The current was painfull
An Illegal Trade GT Ch.2The girl gasped between sobs and gazed into my eyes with pure bewilderment. “But, why?”

She was so freaking adorable… I couldn’t help but stroke her trembling back with my thumb. It felt so strange yet so amazing to feel something so small against my fingertips…

“You did nothing wrong,” I breathed. “I can’t explain why I did this- you wouldn’t understand----“

“I know what this is!” she bawled. “Y-you- you drugged me then you raped me- and when that wasn’t enough you shrank me so I could be some---some---!”

I moved my forefinger to her stutter
little fabiella
"B-baby, you don't think this is all a bit much?"

Owen and Fabiella have been going steady since Valentine's day, their chemistry for each other unwavering as the days turn into weeks; the weeks slowly beginning to turn into months. Being the gallant boyfriend he is, Owen was brazen to take Fabiella out often; insisting to bring his sweetheart to the best, tastiest (and most calorific) eateries to show off his arm candy.

For what seemed like hundreds of belly rubs and kisses later, Owen began to notice something different about Fabiella's bodily frame this particular evening. Fabiella was still the same feminine, soft-spoken beauty she was
The Prophet's Daughter- Chapter 9
Chapter 9- The First Day
“Wake up, sleepy head,” a deep voice whispered, gently nudging Abbie. She lifted her head and yawned. It was still dark outside. She rolled over to look at Andy.
“What are you doing up? It’s too early,” she said, her voice thick with sleep.
“Warped Tour,” he smiled. That was all she needed. She shot up in bed and stretched.
“You got pancakes already?” she asked as she ran her hands through her messy hair and got out of bed.
“You’re good. They’re waiting in the living room when you’re ready. Ashley should be here soon,” Andy explained b
An Illegal Trade GT Ch.3“It’s permanent.  For a year or so,” I mutter. I refuse to look at her. I couldn’t take the shame- it’s too much.

I heard her sniff pitifully, and I could not resist to look down at her… She was completely distraught.  Her beautiful face- now that I had taken the time to examine it- was a mask of terror, her beautiful brown eyes darting this way and that, looking everywhere in the room but at me… Her hair was puled back, in what probably was a beautiful braid, but now it was wild and frilly.   Her skin was dark- dark brown skin, that shimmered in the dim light of my room. Her body was perfect, of c
The Pet; Part 1 The Pet; Part 1

Onan lay in the large cage, arms crossed and resting on his tail. He hated the situation he found himself in, hated the idea of being a mere pet to some lesser creature like a human. He should be the one keeping such a being as a pet, or preying on them.

Up to now, he had made sure that the humans that came here would not want to choose him, made sure that they saw that he would not just accept the role as pet. He realized now that would have to change. He had hoped the shop owners would give up and let him go, but last night he had learned how they dealt with the pets that couldn’t be sold. Last night he had learned t
An Illegal Trade GT Ch.4I told her everything… About how I got started in the business- huh, like I should even call it that. More like a trade. An Illegal trade of human girls to sex-obsessed male (and female) customers who were willing to rip apart a human’s dignity just to experience moments of pleasure.

How sickening. I had never fiddled around with my victims. I caught, sold, got paid, and repeated the cycle.   I took girls who were in my opinion, “ Beautiful Nobodies”- girls who were more in love with their beer and night-clubs then anything else.  I’d take a girl to the bar, buy her a drink and put the shrinking powder in like
death!englandXreader prologue “I..I don’t understand... Why is she going down..?”

“because Arthur, she needs to.”

“that makes no sense! She’s done nothing but good in her life!

“Arthur, I know it’s hard, but sometimes... People need to go down to be able to bring others up with them.
The Emperor's Find GT 2 (Collab Chapter!)CHAPTER TWO - Collaborative

Osidian bit his lip and gazed down at the tiny being in the cage. She shook violently with sobs, making Osidian feel incredibly uncomfortable. He was never good with children- especially crying children.

He looked at the messenger who was smiling uncontrollably, then he switched his gaze upon the two guards. They were watching the cage with uneasy glances, their hands tightening around their spears.

Osidian looked down at the little woman and sighed heavily. “I don’t want anyone else knowing about this,” he said in a low voice. “Has anyone else seen it?”

The messenger’s smile
Celi6ate     "Kanny-"
     "No, Cronus!  If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times-"
     "Vhat?! Do you not trust me or something?"
     "Don't be ridiculous, that is hardly the root of the problem here-"
     "Do you not love me?  Is that it?"
     Kankri Vantas was officially stuck between a rock and a hard place.
     The somewhat off-kilter and often stressful red relationship he had decided to risk with Cronus had been going on for nearly half a sweep, and more than once, Cronus had made sexual advances.  He had tried to sweep Kankri off his feet and woo him silly, which worked to an extent.  That extent was cuddling on the sofa with almost cold hands rubbing circles on a mutant-hot grey chest under a certain red sweater while a rom-com was playing, maybe a few cold kisses to the neck and ears.  This elicited high, sweet giggles and squirmin
Meeting Milotic (Milotic Vore)‘Must keep running, I can’t afford it, I don’t to afford it. Not this time, anyway.’ Was all that jumbled in my mind as I continued to dash down the narrow path of Pinwheel Forest. A group of Plasma grunts were after me, but all I did was free a Pokémon from their new scheme: Hypnotizing Pokémon with some sort of smell. “Stop right there Pokémon thief!” one of the grunts commanded to me. “Never will I listen to your commands!” I responded, wiping some sweat off of my forehead. Wrapping my arm part way around one of the brown tree trunks, I dashed down one of the broader path
A fading shadowAs she stood there, staring up at that old wooden door, Rainbow hesitated. For those who knew her, hesitation was something that was very much against how she usually was. But on this day, she made an exception. This particular tower of the Canterlot royal palace was not as attractive on the inside as the rest of the building, owing largely to it's purpose of holding criminals. The walls were darker, colder than the other rooms, and the whole place was just largely unpleasant. She focused on this because it didn't seem right for her to be here.

But Rainbow knew that she would have to address this. If she didn't, she'd regret it for the rest
A tyrant's last breathThe pain was great, but she ignored it. All that mattered to her now was that her own son stood above her, ready to end her life without the slightest hesitation. His horn glowed a bright red and his eyes bore a look of great anger. Sombra had won. After all of her hopes, her plans, her belief that things would turn out, all she had done was delayed the inevitable. Imprisoning him a thousand years ago hadn't stopped him, nor had his defeat at the Crystal Empire when he was free. She had failed to stop him completely, and now she was about to pay the price.

"Well mother......any last words?"

In truth, there were many things she wanted to say
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The Dragon's Son (Chapter 5)

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Chapter 5

Kim and Aaron were both exhausted. Aaron had fallen asleep and was curled up in a ball in the grass. The excitement and the events of the day had been more than he could handle. Kim was sitting next to him, and she was fighting to stay awake. She looked up from where she was sitting, and she could see the image of Christian setting Amy's body down next to a tree. He had been very careful while handling her…careful so that he didn't hurt her in anyway. However, she hadn't woken up once during the entire trek.
After he had her leaning against the tree trunk, he stood back up and walked over to Kim. She smiled at him with very tired eyes, but she was struggling to do so. Her eyelids were heavy and she wanted nothing more than to close them. Christian noticed this, and stepped back, watching…as if he was going to watch her fall asleep.

"Is everything okay?" Kim asked. Christian nodded. "Then, what are you staring at me for?" Christian shrugged.
"I need to do something." He answered honestly.
"No…no you don't." Kim answered curiously.
"Certain?" Christian asked nervously. Kim groaned and began to think.
"Well…we could use a fire." Before she had even finished, Christian had darted into the forest. She tried to follow him with her eyes, but couldn't see him through the darkness of the trees. However, it didn't take him more than 10 minutes to come back with sticks and logs of all sizes. He threw them into the middle of the clearing and began standing them up, making a small fire pit. Kim watched him work silently, amazed at how quickly he had done it all. When the fire pit was all set up he stood back to admire his work. Kim was amazed.
"That was great!" She cried. "But…we have nothing to light it with." Christian stepped back from the fire and stared at it with a strange sort of intensity. Suddenly, Kim felt a strange feeling in the air…a strange heat. She watched as Christian began to suck in the air around him, as if he were taking in a deep breathe…however, this was nothing like any intake of breathe she had ever witnessed. He wasn't just sucking in the air…he was doing something to it as it entered his body.
"What are you…" Kim was interrupted as Christian suddenly let out a furious roar, releasing a torrent of intense flames from his open mouth. The flames burst into the sticks, giving off a brilliant light show. Eventually, Christian snapped his mouth shut and the pillar of fire stopped. However, the sticks and logs had all been set ablaze. It was an instant bonfire. The tiredness in Kim's body, which had vanished as she watched Christian breathe fire, suddenly began to work its way back into her system as she felt the warmth of the fire. Christian, meanwhile, walked around it and sat down next to Kim, watching the dancing flames.

"That was…amazing!" Kim cried. Christian blushed heavily.
"Was…fire speaking." Kim gave him a puzzled look.
"I don't understand." Kim said. Christian leaned back and thought to himself.
"You know, first language I know is dragon tongue, yes?" Christian asked. Kim nodded sleepily. "Dragon tongue involve…fire speaking. It how dragons create flame."
"How does it work?" Kim asked. Christian didn't answer. He sat and seemed to be thinking.
"Don't know…never thought about…just come naturally." Christian said. Kim couldn't help but stare. She constantly forgot just how dragon like Christian was…the powers that he possessed that not even he fully understood.

"When do we get to town?" Christian asked.
"Some time tomorrow morning I suspect." Kim answered with a yawn. She leaned back and rested her head on a tree, Christian watched her, with unblinking eyes. "Don't you feel tired?" Kim asked. Christian shook his head.
"No…not tired." Kim closed her eyes, trying to think of something to say. However, fatigue was weighing her body down and dulling her senses.
"I'm nervous." Christian finally admitted. Kim opened one eye and looked at Christian. He was staring at her intently. "Not sure if going to Avendal is very good idea." Kim sat up straight. Though she felt tired, an odd curiosity had come over her.

"Why?" She asked.
"Humans hate me." Christian answered. "They fear me when I was Kraxin…they fear me now as Christian." Kim placed her hand on Christians back encouragingly.
"You saved me from a pack of wolves, and you saved Amy from a bunch of bandits…why would they hate you?" Christian shrugged.
"I am not human." Christians words struck a chord in Kim. Kim wanted to reply warmly and encouragingly…but Christian had a very valid point.
Perhaps it was because she had been spending so much time with him, but Kim had slowly started to forget that Christian was in fact, half dragon. He acted so natural. He walked on two legs, he talked, he laughed, he played…but at the same time, there was something about him that wasn't human. His eyes, his massive strength, his dragon tongue, his scaly skin, his fire speaking, his tail….TAIL?!

"CHRISTIAN, LOOK!" Kim pointed to Christians tailbone, just at the base of the spine. Christian stood up and looked. There, sprouting at the end of his back, was a long and reptilian tail, like a lizards…or dragons. It was about as long as Christians whole body, and it was covered in silver scales that glistened against the flames. Christian looked just as shocked to see it as Kim did! He flicked it a few times and even wagged it, as if testing to see if it was real.

"My tail…I have…tail!" Christian cried. All the tiredness in Kim's body was gone…and it was replaced with a mixture of horror and amazement.
"How did…when did you?" Kim couldn't come up with the right words to say. She couldn't believe that Christian had grown a tail…and that Christian hadn't even noticed it. "How did that happen?" Kim cried. Christian shrugged his shoulders, unable to take his eyes off of his new tail.
"Not certain." He answered. "Perhaps it came while was carrying Amy?" The fact was, neither Kim or Christian knew when that tail had come…however this presented two new problems. How would they go about HIDING this tail? There didn't seem to be any idea that Kim could think up to hide it, so that meant that they would just have to keep it in plain view. However, this would only make him seem even LESS human to the people of Avendal. Though she didn't want to believe her town would turn against Christian, there would be no getting around that tail. What would they say? Also, another question was nagging at the back of her mind.
"What's happening to you?" Kim asked. Christian seemed to have the same question…because he was no longer fascinated by his tail, but rather he looked scared. He looked like scared child…lost and confused. If he had grown a tail, what might happen next? What if things got much worse? Kim dared not to consider it. Christian began pacing the fire pit, as if he didn't know what he was supposed to do...and to be fair…he probably didn't.

"I cannot be Christian." Christian cried. "Christian is human name…but I am not human! Now I have tail! Perhaps better if I return to mountain?" Kim shook her head quickly.
"No, you're going to be okay. Besides, I still think that Christian is a good name for you!" Kim walked over and put her hand on Christians shoulder. He cringed a little at her touch, but then relaxed. "Let's get some sleep, Christian…tomorrow we'll take you to Avendal…and you'll love it there." Christian nodded hesitantly and followed her back to where she had been sitting. Kim lowered herself to the ground, but she kept her hand on Christians shoulder, forcing him to sit down with her. "You need sleep." She said sternly. Christian nodded his agreement, but he didn't close his eyes. He simply stared at the fire.

"Am I…monster, Kim?" Christian asked. Kim gave him a very sad look. She didn't know what to say. To her, no…Christian was not a monster. He was simply a lonely creature who had lived a difficult childhood and had grown up with dragons. However, to another human…he wasn't Christian…he was Kraxin…the dragon boy…something inbetween the relm of beast and human…an "it" rather than a "he." To others, he was indeed what some would call, a monster. But how could she tell him that?
"No…not to me." Kim answered. Christian gave her a small smile, flashing his fangs.
"Then, I am happy." Christian leaned back against a tree and finally closed his eyes. Kim leaned back and stared at the flames, so many thoughts dancing in her head. Now SHE couldn't fall asleep. Too much was happening at once, and she didn't know what to do!
Suddenly a very strange feeling hit her! It felt like a snake had wrapped around her! She looked down, but instead saw the silver, scaly tail of Christian…it had wrapped itself behind her and was acting like a cushion against the tree….like a scaly pillow. Kim made a move to push it away from her…but chose not to. If she was going to prove to Christian that he wasn't a monster…her first step would have to be convincing herself. She rested her head against the tree and looked around.
Aaron was still fast asleep, and Amy was still out cold…Christian was drifting off into a deep sleep…and Kim could feel herself about to do the same. She allowed her eyes to finally close and drift into a comfortable slumber.
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This is Chapter 5. This one doesn't have a lot of action in it...most of it is exposition. However, it also brings out a nother plot device....something very strange is happening to poor Christian...and he is starting to doubt himself. Not only that, but Kim is starting to wonder if she can trust a dragon boy.
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=TheWritingDragon Nov 21, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
COOL! :aww: are there any more chapters up?
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~GabrielRaven Nov 21, 2012
Um, no...a lot of people didn't like the story that much so I stopped writing for a while.
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=TheWritingDragon Nov 21, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Well you should keep going with it :D
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~GabrielRaven Nov 21, 2012
Oh...you really think so? Well...I could probably continue it if you'd like.
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=TheWritingDragon Nov 21, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I would like that :) but it's all based on how you're feeling about where the story's headed... just letting you know I would totally read it if you continued and I'm sure many others would too!
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~GabrielRaven Nov 21, 2012
Well, then in that case...I will likely continue it.
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Awesome :)
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*CutePoochyena261 Aug 22, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
So exciting^^
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~dy1231 Aug 22, 2012
This is so great, dragon boy^^
Thanks!!!
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~GabrielRaven Aug 22, 2012
Ah, it seems you found out about it without my help. ^_^
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