Tags : prowl

Cold, Cold Heart

Cold, Cold Heart

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


When Michael married my girlfriend I was standing, up at the back, I didn’t want to be seen in there, They’d think I was ..
The Prowl

The Prowl

A Story by Darkened_drear


I could see your weakness wanting more you worthless little w***e.The music dies down to silence while the primal instincts clawed at my mind with an ..
Blur me

Blur me

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson


percolating Blur