Counter Earth Chronicles Fallen Empire Chapter 121: Our Lives As We Have Lived It
. **_09:30 pm rooftop terrace...._** "what a day, i didn't think big cutie was going to survive it." shakara said, sitting down next to me to look at the night sky.
Colorful Vacation
Instead, the din of people chattering was low all around them, and domed lamps, surrounded by flitting moths, lit the terrace from the edges for a soft, but functional glow.
Getting Back; Prologue and Chapter 1
Beaming, glad that he had turned a lonely walk of shame into a righteous quest through the supreme skill of lying, rick took a moment to look at the delapidated terrace of houses.
Duke & Alex part 5~the Ending.
"they have him on the terrace..." she said. alex raced from the kitchen, and towards the ballroom. he burst through the doors, running down the steps, concealing the gun under the second layer of the dress.
A Night That Changed Everything: Part 2
She and marius were on a large, stone terrace outside the bedroom that overlooked a large, rolling back garden and meadows leading up to a dense forest beyond. noting her curiosity, marius smiled.
The Scavenger
It tapered to a point, though several ridges formed a sort of terraced step shape as the broad base worked its way down to the dangerous tip.
Furry High School: Spring Romance: Chapter Twenty
Kimi spoke first with a smile "as long as miss terrace doesn't mind." "i'll call her right after dinner to check and see!" t.k. smiled brightly as kaipo started to eat his food with gusto, robert chuckling softly beside him.
The Mook Maker, Chapter 47: In the Cat’s Eyes
The 'displacers' dropped us on what seemed a stone terrace of sorts overseeing the mountainous village, into what seemed to be either a quarry or the mine entrance.
The Absence of the Dove: Chapter 2 Leaving
Instead of a dirty small brick terrace house, it was a charcoal black pile of rubble. his bed frame lay under brick and roof tiles. i turned my head and forcefully closed my eyes as i couldn't bare the thought any longer.
Chapter 3
She was confused as why ifrit wanted to leave the log pile at the terrace facing the forest. based on her own heightened scent, ifrit was walking into the forest.
Wedding Bells (Commishion story by Amethyst Mare)
The manor house had never been as beautiful as it was that spring, the gardens bursting into fresh bloom, although she had not ventured far in recent days, not beyond the terrace via which she could, at least, take in the view.
Wedding Bells
The manor house had never been as beautiful as it was that spring, the gardens bursting into fresh bloom, although she had not ventured far in recent days, not beyond the terrace via which she could, at least, take in the view.