Order of Pengu #8
#8 of order of pengu we have a look at just how the order of pengu gets their monetary backing. well, at least how they do it some times. hard to say if they do this all the time. at least zzyzx doesn't seem to know what aohd does.
Taming the Werewolf - 8
#8 of taming the werewolf amanda's co-workers didn't really notice that anything was really different since she had been attacked by the werewolf all those months ago. at least, they didn't show it on their faces.
Discount - Chapter 8
"discount" (c)2016 sinclair diavante chapter 8. chris was a little worried that colin was awake on a wednesday morning.
wander ~ Chapter 8
#8 of wander [patreon novel] i really wanna start stepping things up in this story. :) matt and tony head out to the mall to hang out for a bit.
Belonging Chapter 8
**chapter 8** **meelo** **day 5** seq and i held hands while we walked through the woods that night.
Foundations, Ch. 8
Foundations, chapter 8 by kenneth beltan blake, quentin, and nieve are all copyrighted and are owned by nievelion. i have had permission to use them for this story.
Sampson and Devilah #8
| Ubergard was standing over her when Kitty's eyes opened the next morning. "Yes? What is it Uber?" "You have a visitor." "This early?" "It's Mrs. FarSeer. She seems to have something urgent to tell you." "Shabhira? I haven't seen her...
Chapter 8- The Raccoon
1 Kayde couldn't believe his eyes. Emma has markings just like him. He didn't know how to feel; excited to see someone else who has then or mad because she would hide it from them. Don appears to be the same way. They quickly open the door. "Emma!"...
10KLY2: Chapter 8
#8 of ten thousand lightyears: book two am setting the font size at 16. let me know how that works.
Sonic.EX3: Chapter 8
#8 of fanfictions after explaining, the game shows them their enemies current predicament. who is the one behind them, and what figure appears later that ends up surprising our heroes? suggested reading in 'cozy mode' chapter 9 due next wednesday.
Tribe Chapter 8
Io's sleep addled brain tried to make sense of the information it was receiving, gave up then then tumbled back into slumber. A fresh rush of sensation tried to wake him yet again. It was pain. His eyes fluttered awake as yet another sting of pain sang...
August 8: Sleepover
Rummaging inside each and every single dusty old box in the attic, I found an old photo album with my name on it. Judging by the scribble-like characters, it was most likely my handwriting from before I entered grade school. Nothing could be more...