The Ancient World: All Alone
The beast was twice my size and would have killed me easily. there's a question i keep asking myself. why? why was this happening? why did they do this to us? my nerves are shot. i live in fear and this need for social interaction is driving me insane.
Until Sunrise
The angels exploded in flight like a startled murder of crows, falling back to earth in scatters across tucker's arms. the body stayed upright for a moment, hands twitching in search of something to steady themselves.
Killing Time
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The First Kill
The amazons then quietly snuck away while the beast ate off their kill when suddenly a twig snapped and the wyvern turned around, elicia had been spotted. "\*gasp!!!
Kill For Her
_"i was going to kill him!"_ he snarled when it all snapped, and he lunged towards the striped bastard who had put the ideas in his head.
Killing Time
It's not his fault the rest of the city wasn't watching where he was going :> **killing time** the heavy scent of axe cologne seemed to wash down the streets like some kind of
Killing Monsters
What, i should be killed just because of who i fuck? fuck that lion bastard and his fucking family."
Flare
She laid her head back down on ivan's legs, it felt nice to be close to something without that thing trying to kill her or do some kind of harm to her.
The First Kill
The first kill slade sat alone at his table in the "cats meow tavern" staring into his half filled cup of spirits. he wasn't sure if he was really ready for what he was planing to do later that night.
Dragon Heart 8
He shook his head, "a man wearing blue and white attack red and silver, killing red as the dragoness ate silver head!"
Valentine's First Kill
They had me, a kid, kill another kid!" he tears up slightly. "i...i did what i had to do. if i didn't kill the poor bastard, i'd be in the same situation he was, before they even bothered to clean up the blood.
Night is the Time for Killing
"they killed him, carter! gill killed him and took something out of his head." that night, irene placed the flask of bourbon in gill's office to prime him. it triggered a guilt-ridden memory from his drunken days and made him open to irene's suggestions.