 Doomsday Rider VI: Prince Zing-Lau Returns - Part Five"That's it, time to take it up a notch,"
I said out loud, gritting my teeth. I began to gather as much energy as I could... by yugo149 |
 Eternal Spirit: Part FourHe closed his eyes and drifted off to a light sleep until the sweet lady
came in with more borovan... by bekalou |
 Fields of Green: Part TwoHe laughed as he handed her his sword. "Jared
has a big mouth, I guess." by gzusgirl |
 Follow the Stars: An Aisha's Story - Part FourI found myself with nothing much to do... by muas |
 Harry's Debut: Part Four"Look on the bright side," Kaelik said, "She'll
totally freak to find out she's got to kiss a Grarrl." by shidi |
 Lupina II and the Quiggle of Doom: Part SixShe found her mouth forming words. "Lily, Rosy,
Emala - wherever you are, take this shield of power..." by thegreatlupelover |
 Magnolia and the Desert Princess: Part TwoThe group, including Sora, burst into laughter as she
began another story. Magnolia rolled her eyes. by peachifruit |
 Needed: Part Six"You and the Soup Faerie... you seem very close,"
Dantam ventured. "I bet that she would adopt you, if you asked her to." by tdyans |
 Power in Quality: Part ThreeThere were about 240 Grundos inside the dome,
and it was a little cramped... by epk |
 The Crows: Part TwoAlistar stared. "May? Is that you?" by geovii |
 The Plushie Factory: Part TwoAlice's ears drooped in sadness. She would never
be a Faerie Kougra now! Alice sighed, admitting defeat. by battlesunn |
 The Rewards of Kindness: Part Two"Yeah, I've never had an owner before and I refuse
to go to the pound, so I'm moving somewhere for ownerless Gelerts..." by eevee_girl133 |
 The War of the Egg: Part FourThe group turned around
into the room again, only to see two more, unarmed but strong Grundos coming
out of the shadows... by omegajo90 |
 The Zafara Assassin 2: Dreams of Shadows - Part ThreeI tried to listen for sounds from his paws, but there
were none. He was walking as silently as an Aisha. by meratocat |
 Usuls Don't Snowboard: Part Five"What," he asked frostily, holding up my precious
snowboard, "is this?" by shelleylow |
