Demonic Combustion (part 2)
Darc felt my wetness and was surprised at how quick i had gone from completely bleak to unbearably ravenous.
No Plateau Even for the Thirsty
It’s kind of bleak, pretty angry, political and attempting to tackle at least several issues at once.
Writing Tips vol. 2
_ by personifying the wind as a howling, lonely beast, i lend a rather bleak, sweeping look to this scene, setting up the following sequence. so, yes. be descriptive kids! show, don't tell.
A Change for the Better
The highway at three a.m. was a bleak sight, but it beats the inside of an unmarked government vehicle. "so where we headed?" i asked the agents. "we have a helicopter a few miles away that's going to take you to an airfield not far from there.
Part 2: Trouble
They entered a white and bleak hallway about 100 feet long. carlos took a single step in the floor of the hallway, and all the walls turned green. terry did the same, nothing changing. "why's everything...?" terry asked. carlos simply smiled.
A Boy’s Second and Third Pokémon
Things were bleak. the karate pokémon was barely standing and the three hounds were slowly encroaching on the teen and his partner. suddenly, the boy got a rush of courage, causing his body to stand on its own. he shouted, "deerling, use sand attack!
Gotta Catch 'Em All...? (Vore)
She stared, eyes bleak. all but your undergarments were off. i'm ready. she licked your cheek. you whispered, "steady girl. steady."
Epiphany
From her love, from her warmth, from the stupefying scent and taste and feel of her pussy that had plunged him into a bleak, colorless life.
Care Package
They were standing before a shelter window, a bleak landscape behind them. but not as bleak as it has once been. the sky was bluer, and there were clear lines of dirty-brown and greyish yellow on the ground outside.
Forever,You and I
Voice like velvet, soothing to the mind's touch the figure introduced itself; a young man of the artist's trade: familiar with many of life's experiences he smiled and began to spin a tale of many shades a childhood bleak
Cold death
If she brought me there, i would be saved, but for her, the chances were bleak. it had to be tried. "can you fly low?" "i can!" "can you hide?" "i can!" so we started.
The bleak life of a black rose part one
I never asked for love hell I never asked for a reason to live up to this point. You see I find myself to be quite worthless in fact I don't find a reason why anyone would care if I lived or died. My name is Rose I'm your worthless pile of filth...