His First Chapter
He thought snow was poetic, too. it inspired him to write. there was a nearby lake, about a ten minute walk west of the cabin -a prime fishing spot. steven had always loved fishing. his dad had taught him how to bait and cast.
Just another High School Story (2)
It comes off more poetic, or something." alan shrugged. a squirrel behind him patted him on the back as the tomcat in front of him joked about how he needed to do his homework from now on.
All's Fair - Part 1
Now, if you're going to fight, the poetic thing to do is to hit him right where he wants you to get busy. i'm not much into poetry, and i'm a good, fast jumper. i went for the eyes.
To Be Somebody...Pt2
He could profess his love for her to anyone else in the most poetic way, but addressing her personally...it was hard. it was as if his heart clenched shut and forbid him to speak of her like this lest it fail.
Paternal Intimacy (Intro)
The truth was though; i wasn't a "victim of suggestion" (as my therapist so poetically put it). my father didn't abuse his status of authority over me; he didn't twist my thoughts into thinking something true of a falsified situation.
A night to remember
"shut your poetic mouth and kiss me." with that final notion, the two pillaged the others maw with their tongues. they exchanged saliva, murring as their sheaths began to expand and their member now peeking out.
Journal of The One-Eyed Dragon Entry 8
Settling by one of the manors, i decided that spewing my spunk against the walls of a noble's house would be a sort of poetic justice.
The Lead Crown: Ch 6a, A World Apart (Pt 2)
How darkly poetic then that she had survived the powerful stroke from a headsman's axe only to be stabbed in the back by a man who was dedicated to preserving the temperate, benign cultures such as hers.
Sky Ocean Chapter 6
I spend most days reading ancient texts from earth that was, or contemplating philosophy and depositing many a poetic prose within the book of with." mrs.
Sky Ocean Chapter 2
As he finished his poetic prose he gestured to his own blood which pooled around him. looking angry, confused and slightly fearful, the cougar kicked him in the stomach once more. "just die already! you wierd piece of shit!"
“OH…MY…GOD!”
Edward spontaneously quoted in response to her wanting desire and she let out a deep passionate sigh after hearing his poetic outburst and wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her head right into his groin and lovingly whispered, "it has been my
A Great Number of Guests, A Number of Great Guests
People have come from all over the world to meet the pythonic producer and purveyor of powerful potions.. as well as the printer of partly poetic prose. he welcomes them into his home and has a nice little visit.