the Geat Eight |
8
Moor stood in a little shop full of all kinds of weapons, but none he liked. "Excuse me," he said to the shopkeeper, who was a Night Elf in leather, and a nasty scar running down the le...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 10:27:00 GMT |
The long awaited 7 |
7
Jak looked at where he was, standing on the dock in booty bay looking for Moorliam, and not succeeding. His long black cape billowing in the salty wind, his face...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 16:49:00 GMT |
An Untold Love Story |
An Untold Love Story
By Yagmur Dursun
2005/03/13
My name is Yagmur (it means "rain"). I was born in rural Turkey, in a village. Generally Turkish women enjoy many freedoms, which our Arab ...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Mar 2007 04:37:00 GMT |
New Story 'Perception of Evil' Tell me what you think. |
He spread his new wings with awe, he felt new, like being born again. Jack looked at them, Six-feet each, glossy black, with white tips, to show the equality that he learned. His body had...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 15:12:00 GMT |
Everyone needs to read this. |
Well i am totally bored out o my mind. My piece of shit compy is infected so bad i'm amazed it still works. I want to move now, but i don't want to be a dick to everyone up here, and plus ...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Feb 2007 08:05:00 GMT |
Chapter 5 |
This is continued from the end of Chapter4
"Is this your boat?" Moor asked watching the Dragon being hoisted by the mages. ..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsof...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 10:03:00 GMT |
Why my life just can't get better. |
Okay, i am sick and tired of this shit, alway the same fucking thing I can't, my work schedule won't let me, i have plans, maybe some other time, lets just be friends......
Posted by on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 04:28:00 GMT |
Moor's tales Chapter 3 |
3
Three hours had passed since they left Gadgetzan, and Moor was beginning to sober up. His head felt heavy. But that didn't stop him at all; he walked to...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Dec 2006 23:00:00 GMT |
Moor's tales Chapter 3 |
3
Three hours had passed since they left Gadgetzan, and Moor was beginning to sober up. His head felt heavy. But that didn't stop him at all; he walked to...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Dec 2006 23:00:00 GMT |
Moor's Tales |
The Tales of the Great Moorliam
By John Kougl
He whispered a blessing under his breath. And he felt the power of the l...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Dec 2006 04:42:00 GMT |
