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Chapter 1
A Chapter by
Commanda Panda
Late at night a teenage girl ran down the street. She stumbled countless times, but the adrenaline in her system forced her to bounce back up and ke..
Chapter 2
A Chapter by
Commanda Panda
Four o' clock in the morning the regeneration tank kick Allen out. It was hard to oversleep when your alarm physically kicked you out of bed. Allen ..
Chapter 3
A Chapter by
Commanda Panda
Aside from running over a few zombies in the road the rest of the trip to Necropolis was uneventful and drenched in uncomfortable silence. Bonnie wa..
Chapter 4
A Chapter by
Commanda Panda
From a safe distance three humanoids, a teenage boy and a male and female adult, watched Allen and his group leave the bar. The boy shuddered with e..
Bullets and Blades
A Book by
Commanda Panda
Post apocalyptic monster hunting with swearing and ultra-violence.
Chapter 1
A Chapter by
Commanda Panda
From the journal of Alim Jalizet Gregorio III: I am the crimson conquistador Alim Jalizet Gregorio III. My duty is to my Queen and the count..
Chapter 2
A Chapter by
Commanda Panda
The sky was clear and the waters were calm. “Where to, Captain,” asked Samuel. To which Alim replied they should head west. “Wh..
Chapter 3
A Chapter by
Commanda Panda
From the diary of Princess Lacey Bonnie Tipsy Gipsy IX: So far we’ve been sailing for what I believe has been ten days. There is no la..
Chronicles of the Crimson Conquistadors
A Book by
Commanda Panda
This story takes place in an alternate reality where old and new technology are mixed together and characters or things are not what you would normall..
Island
A Poem by
Commanda Panda
I couldn’t be more alone. More lost. More bored. If I run away what will I move toward? Just the same old thing with a different face...
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