"Will not hurt mate." the hot puffs of breath tickled her neck, she couldn't help the increasing rate of her heart as it's claws rhythmically brushed down her back and the wirery, bristle like hair on its chest prickled into her cheek. _____________________________________________________________________ It's 2556, th...
He who breaks, must repair. Or spend eternal life in despair. No love, no place, No human face Canines, claws and red eyes. There is no time, for goodbyes. He will hunt, he will howl. Listen out for his growl. Only one cure for the curse. Perhaps she will only make it worse. Her love and kindness. Will shake the blin...