Critical Condition
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  • Parts 15
  • Time 2h 8m
  • Reads 154
  • Votes 13
  • Parts 15
  • Time 2h 8m
Ongoing, First published Dec 03, 2019
I looked out towards Fang as he stood about 25 feet away from us. The rain water dripped off his dark hair and down his soaked body, but he stayed out there, keeping watch. He slowly extended one wing, testing the wind lightly. He then extended the other wing. I watched as he then jumped into the air and unfurled his wings out hard, the wind snatching him up instantly.
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125 and 214 Shades of Grimes

35 parts Complete

Fear and excitement crept up my spine as they slowly advanced on me. I was yanking hard on the ties that were restraining my ankles and wrists, which were strapped against the wooden chair firmly, keeping me in place. I looked from one face to another – both had silky blond hair falling across their foreheads casually, hanging right above their glistering green eyes, which were burning with passion and need at the very moment. I trailed my gaze downwards, across their straight nose, round their high cheekbones, skimming down their angular and strong jaws – and finally rested my eyes on their plump lips… Hmm… I could not help but licked my own lips, moistening them with my tongue. “Stop!” my consciousness shouted at me, “Can’t you see that they’re dangerous?” Yes… Danger was radiating loud and sharp from all over their bodies. But who cared? Maybe my consciousness, which was slipping away further and further by each tick of the clock...