Right Where I Should Be.
I pushed, struggling to keep with this pace, when all i wanted to do was gore his guts to spew him all my hot love. his tight ring redefined the pleasures of maw and paw.
No Light To Be Seen Book 2: Chapter 8
Both rats practically foaming at the mouth in anticipation for just the tiniest insignificant taste of vengeance, blood, and gore.
At the Feet of the Dragon God
Davvin looked down with anguish in his eyes, anticipating the painful end he was most likely about to receive as well as the fate of his people and a tinge of guilt and self-hatred for his failure.
Antone's Dilemma II.txt
Im too stupid to see the fact the only one i hurt was myself with my lack of self control antone said aloud trying to come to some sort of reasoning with his conscious.
The Devil May Care 52
He could stop here, find some dignity, find some hint of self-respect and show that he could face his fate on his feet. _wrath does not bow to the inevitable!
Dran and Mist - Chapter Two - Stalight
.\* he picked up his scanner, tapping a few keys as a point of interest flashed up, dropping it onto his lap as he let it self search.
Seekers Tale Part 42
Her weapon has been embedded in the duplicates chest crushing its torso as it to fades away in smoke and black gore.
A Night Gone Wrong
"it'll be fine, the papers mentioned the place had a couple of guards, and his personal staff are trained in self-defense." "i'm not worried about him or his cadre... just us." "eh? you mean that one story they played on the news?"
Case 1: The Wolf
"self-surgery on a bullet wound?" tag hesitated. "ah... no." he took a deep breath, then just let it out in a sigh. "he... can heal quickly. he has... abilities. like i have my touch." she gave him a dubious look.
Beyond the Stars - Chapter Five
He pulled up the message with the self-executing protocol and checked the time it was sent; eight hours prior to the launch directors message. he still couldn't identify who sent it, and it was looking like he may never identify the culprit.
EndBringer - Verse One - Once Upon Atrocity
Before the otter's very eyes, the fox's injuries knit themselves shut, tendrils of blood and gore swirling tidily back into his body.
Child of the Wasteland - Chapter 1
Despite the apathy in the style of passive observation, there was a sense of self-assurance, knowledge that she was the fastest draw for several states, able to draw, shoot and reholster faster than most beings would blink. she feared not the nightmare.