Goldenmane Chapter IV: Performance Management
This wasn't even roger moore standard. "no...no...not that..." "yes, when we have finished our briefing, you will need to go and see q branch to be fitted with...your new protective equipment." "please! for the love of god, not that!"
Shifting Desires
I spent most of my time outside, hiking through the woods and moors." her eyes widened in interest. "really? scotland? you've got no trace of a scottish accent, how _do_ you do it?
Predator & Prey
For the beast of the moor had wandered into the forest a long time ago, a black panther with sleek, gleaming fur and a profile that was often kept low to the ground.
Being White - Prologue
So here's the prologue/introductory chapter to what i've tentatively called being white, a story following a 14-year-old wolf named daniel moores as he comes to terms with himself.
Murder at the Speed of Life. (Part 1) My Name is "Friend"
She had discovered him in a spokane back alley during the promotion tour for_bride of the moor,_and mr. morris was now her flatmate, her sole companion and her closest next of kin. "you would know how to spell my name?"
Pim Chapter One and Two -revised
The great military craft swung over and nosed towards a mooring tower. a couple other dirigibles moored there already.
Adipose City: Sustenance and Solace
As jennifer moore mentally registered the kill, she switched on the ahab's motorized winch and reeled her kill back to her with a high-tensile strength tether.
Dreamcatchers chapter 1
I look up as i come to a stop in front of 425 moore street, a building, that while not exactly new, is still obviously well kept, a fresh white paint job recently just finished.
A Furry Night Before Christmas
A furry night before christmas by: cimmaron spirit (original by: clement clarke moore) this christmas season, i had the urge (as well as encouragement and goading) to rewrite this story, the classic of any holiday posting, and so i present to
The Chronicles of Jason Vann: The Case of the Melted Fox
"bringing you moore and more." as the otter spat out another globule of yellow acid, jason finished, "and even more." mindy grabbed hold of jason's arm and pulled him away. "come on, jase, let him be.
Teaching the Ropes
With that said, he raised his hand towards the deck, a teal glow emanating from his digits as the mooring lines came alive, untying themselves from the mooring anchors on the wharf, pulling themselves up back onto the vessel.
Curse of the Baskervilles
_may 20, 1945_ in my parents' absence, a band of romanichal has made their home upon the moors. their fires were burning through the night, and an occasional drunken shout or shriek pierced through the air.