Raven Wolf - Book 05 - Chapter 20
Maigan and eleven look to one another, maigan lets out a grunt and he puts his weapon back into place. "at least he'll be out of the village." eleven looks back to achak. "should either of us accompany him?" achak shakes his head no.
Wasteland Survivor – Building skills - ch28
It seemed we would be doing it for the whole day but at eleven hundred were were told that we would have an hours run.
Kas' Kock is Kut
"well..." the huskyboy began hesitantly, "i'd say about eleven inches. well, nearer eleven and a half, i guess, but i don't like to brag..." "you filthy liar,"jackie grinned, tugging playfully on that thick shaft. kas yowped and giggled.
Raven Wolf - Book 03 - Chapter 11
"twenty six... the super solider that looks like eleven?"
Raven Wolf - Book 02 - Chapter 08
Kitchi sits crouched at the fire eleven, tahki and hasson all sat at as he spoke. "in six months they're going to hold the trials to find iuana a suitor." eleven looks back to him. "are you sure...
Regir Chronol's Journal
eleven. now? five.""that's incredible.""one would think...""oh, come on! what could possibly be bad about this?""i think that, as a side effect, i can't ever be toilet trained.
WIP Haunting Movie (M/M, Cub)
He often initiated the activities because while lyle was the confident cougar, kileona was the far more timid and shy caracal at the age of eleven. kileona found that he was only becoming more timid around the far more popular cougar.
Teaser: Pup Tent
#5 of teasers oversized toddler dalia never realized she'd be "erecting a tent" for her eleven-year-old baby-sitter, but can jared resist temptation?
Samantha and the Goblins (Part 1)
The contract said eleven!" the captain shrugged, acting as if it was all very clear. "contract said you pay later. it's been few hours. it's later." he stated firmly, "paper said eleven. fox needs her eyes checked.
Camping Trip
We expect to see the lights out by eleven, okay?" she knew while she was saying that that the boys would stay up past that time, anyway, but she didn't mind, and neither did her husband.
Going Feral
With a half-hearted wag of his tail, the eleven-year-old ran to join the club leader, a twenty-five year old whippet nicknamed "big joe".
Call Center
"eleven," i said. enlightenment struck. "eleven?" the samoyed repeated. "one plus three plus two plus...five!" i remembered. "uh, so 1325 north westwood circle?" "y-yeah, sorry." the samoyed showed me the directions on the gps app on his phone.