Scars Ch. 13
Behind the fennec stands a cheetah, sparring two daggers in each hand, the tips of the blades coated in venom, the foul odor itself a dead giveaway. behind me are three large bulls, brothers most likely, each one carrying large spiked axes.
Hypnovember 2023 - Chime, Tone
There was something behind the sound, a clue or a giveaway of some sort. even if bastien still didn't know what he was looking for, he could keep trying. he was sure he was close.
The Stall
The club took the proceeds and used them for giveaways.
Vera and Blue
So when her friends had called her up one evening after she had slipped out from the shower to scream at her that she had won the giveaway vera had honestly been quite confused.
Minds of Their Own
But a split-second before those same words left both their muzzles, rudy and bram alike realised that offer in itself might be too much of a giveaway. why would two normal guys be embarrassed to shower together at the gym?
1. The White Hart
I snagged this prime seat early in the afternoon, and my lack of company was a dead giveaway to anyone making an order. give me what i need, get what you want. i need to forget him, to have one night to myself.
Predator becomes Prey - Conference call
The only rabbit she really recognized was the president, if only because his greying muzzle was a dead giveaway he was far older than the rest of the group gathered for the meeting.
The World at her Feet: Chapter 1
The bedsheets lifted into a round dome around her lower body, a dead giveaway that someone else was in there- and judging by her moans, that someone was going down on her. "oohh, fuck... k-keep doing that, babe...!"
Winning While Losing
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August 1: The Party - First Part
His large chest was also one dead giveaway, if i could say so myself. in contrast, kyouji-san's build was leaner, but some musculature could be noticed.
Werewolf Tale II - Chapter 18 - The Cards On The Table
Another minute passed with neither him nor shane speaking; with 3:00 thirty-five minutes out, the idea of waiting until then before going back inside felt more like a giveaway than a good idea; shane's parents hadn't stopped him the last time he answered the
Happy Golden Days
"the consistency of the crackle is a _total_ giveaway." "heh! you don't know what you're talking about." fib laughed. "besides," meadow insisted, "it's _totally_oak."