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Like gor we have kajira, This is filled with female slaves, learn a kajira position. We call then Weka. Next branding a Weka. See our kajira pic and our kajira training. |
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Be patient there are graphics on all three pages, wizards, dragons, warriors, Queens, Kings and more. |
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Dark Fiction Fantasy Books. Barbarian stories with art. Gor Conan Barbarians. |
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Barbarian Books, the character below, Britt, the king of new. His first duty, to master the female Parian, a kajira, just outside the land of the living volcanos. Barbarian stories with graphics... |
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Strange Comes The Emissary |
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| dark fiction book, call, 301-695-1707 talk to a live operator, use this ISBN# 1-4137-1145-6 |
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The lost window |
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The most powerful thing is the hardest to explain. It's that door. The door had opened once more. He saw... |
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Britt, rose up from a would be grave and told all. "This blow, for sure, cast me from my feet, they have failed. I'm not dead! A deadly stand will be fashioned. I shall strike with a fury like a black, screaming storm with thunder beating hell's drum. A hammer from the center of underworld will play the tune. Those who tried this will be... Females bow to his... |
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Father Michael, I felt the door's freezing air fill my lungs... |
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Sine, a general not only trusted but prized above all, it's his warrior ways. He told the great tribunal in his ancient tongue, �Sire and War Lords there be rumors the dark army tis pulling Forest-men from all the lands.� As he spoke, his cold steel eyes, set deep in a wrnkled face, eyes shrouded with dark wiry lashes, glared into my young gray ones. He added, �Aye Sire, they raise the dark man power ta fall upon us, as well as ta crush the city ta the far west. Aye, Great King, our allies, they too, fall prey. This dark horde intends ta cast our bones, ta the four winds� Sine paused for a mere breath, Balto my oldest general, another man who sits high in my eyes. Bigger than Sine, heavy with thick muscular power. Balto, cupped his right ear with his right hand, to form a cone as if to stretch his hearing. His years were adding up. It showed in his weathered face. As the meeting drug on, the bull horns began to blow. This a signal to all ears, the horde... |
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| These tales are BIZARRE. With BARBARIANS and mythical dragons. Strange Comes The Emissary Filled with goliath warriors, Kings, Queens, and yes, female slaves. |
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To order call 301-695-1707 use ISBN# 1-4137-1145-6 talk to a live operator |
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Parian, the female |
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Staring out the open window, searching for that one firey red star, longing to see it swim, as if bathing in a strange sky. Lost in her own mind, Parian searched for the message. She feared the pain of living had become more than the pain of dying. These thoughts, deep in her mind. Ideas, which surfaced in the hot hours of... |
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