Failed Containment- Chapter 15: The Tarantula Project
Zeig had said uncomfortably, fully realizing that her eyes only matched the letter f on her chest because of the red f's etched onto the four points over her iris. he looked for her name, and only read s-075 across her nametag.
Magical Mayhem Sorcerous Familiar Chapter Eight
Said kiara, concern was etched into her avian features. "i'm alright." he gave her a smile he didn't feel. "just some. bad memories." he could feel the familiar nightmares reaching out to him.
Playing with Fire
Sitting atop the old oaken piece of furniture, trapped in the middle of a complex scrawl of arcane script etched into the wood within a bread-loaf sized cylinder of glass was an imp.
Starlight: Chapter 6
She watched as the etching shimmered. the eyes on the tattoo, once closed, opened and emitted a soft red glow. her head snapped back as the snake began to stir and shift.
Chapter 43: Making up for lost time
The names "sly and chaz" were etched into the wood, a gift from salim. he was nervous ,, more nervous than his first time with chaz on pirate island.
Ambrosia and Nectar (preview)
Mutual smirks suddenly etched across our muzzles, alcaeus and i.
Framed part 5
I prefer things like my chain golems which have the spells etched into a small steel ball attached to the chains.
Saloon Knight
Niagara gifts phelan with a rune etched steel tomahawk when he goes to leave as well as a kiss.
Memoirs of Dragora Ch. 15
"i'll give it a try if we have the time after this, the armor i made was etched for nobles, and with the right tools i'm sure i could etch tyralthium as well." zerion retorted, peeking through the heavy door to see everything frozen in time.
The Wolf's Requiem (re-uploaded) Chapter 2 Part 2.5
In one of the fur's paws was a medium sized void black ball, orange lines etched themselves through the ball's surface. the fur was pressed down playfully by an over exited canine beast, four bright orange eyes shone through its coal black fur.
Phase Two - Ribbons Bound Bow - The Pretty Package
Fatigue etched into her muzzle, and with a whimper the tiger slumped._ _the overload of pleasure and need had capped the feline. she shut down leaving her warden to watch the striped pelt move with the wind down.
Last stand part one-edited
My smile broadens when i see it the target, even as anger etched it way across her face. i roll the ticking hand bomb at her feet, knowing that i would not survive this. "which scientist made you?"