Hawtness – Volume 2 – Chapter 11
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Previous | Table of Contents | Next "What are we going to do?" I demanded as soon as the pair of them were gone from the ship. "They're turning around…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next I watched the giant screen in front of us as Earth continued to grow in size. It took me a while to see…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next "So, we're in space jail now." "That would appear to be the case," Ryan responded. "Soon, the entire planet will be invaded…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next Now, I was on my own. At least Andrew would be around somewhere. The greeter announced my presence, and I walked into the…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next "Did you bring the medicine?" Nearby sounds caused my eyes to open. "Yeah, but it took a while to get into the…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next "Presenting Princess Nefriti of the furry planet Magratea!" A loud voice echoed through the rather large hallways. I straightened the flowing light-green…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next “You are Ryan, correct?” Allan nodded to Ryan as I settled myself down into the largest seat. “Jane has suggested that you are…
Previous | Table of Contents | Next I woke up to bright white lights shining in my eyes. There was cold hard steel pressed against my back. Indistinct shapes hovered…
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