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Chapter 21: It disappears as it appeared.

Previously                   A few minutes later       Luxia the succubus, the Black Seductress, the Black Succubus, the Witch Succubus. Had disappeared again as she appeared at first, after joining Dawnguard and helping to fight the vampires. With her bewitching charm, sexy body, calm and enchanting beauty had done damage in the ranks of Dawnguard. Seductive Celann who had fallen in love with her as

Last chapter: Answers!

In Riverwood           Thank you to all who followed, comment, like my blog on Agarmir until the end. I hope the blog will have more for you. This is how Agarmir’s blog ends. And again sorry for the loss of images from the old chapters. If I had known, I would have gone through an image hosting provider like imgbb or other than on the outdated and moldy system of Loverslab.

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hana120 in New Horizon: End

Frozen to Forsaken - Chapter 1: The First Lesson

Vault 111 loomed in silence beneath the scorched earth, a grim monument to humanity's desperation and hubris. Marketed as a sanctuary from nuclear annihilation, it concealed a far darker truth: this was no refuge, but a laboratory. The men, women, and children who had sought safety within its steel walls were nothing more than unwitting test subjects in an experiment that valued data over human lives. What had been promised as a second chance was, in reality, a sterile tomb.   Above, t

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Berlynor in Frozen to Forsaken

What do you love most

What do you like the most?   Atanea, the heroine of An Unusual Destiny   Luxia the succubus   Princess Ayrana       Atanéa, future resident and High Priestess: Inhabitant of the future, named High Priestess and goddess. As sultry as fearsome.  Can make someone disappear from the universe. An Unusual Destiny heroine. Most beautiful woman in Skyrim.     Luxia the succubus. As beautiful as dangerous. Fearsome

Sloan's Story part 35 - A Generous Offer, All Strings Attached

“Hey, girl! Stop!”   Sloan stopped as a burly guard stepped toward her, then put forth her best innocent face.   “Me?” She squeaked her voice on the word.   “Yes, you.” The guard stopped, towering above her. “What are you doing with that dagger?” He cast a dismissive eye over her. “If you have a license, I’m the Jarl of Solitude.”   Sloan didn’t have to feign her surprise or ignorance on this one. “License?”   “Aye. You know women can’t carry wea

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jfraser in Sloan's story

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