We Are Alone - A Short Story
He placed a paw to his head, riffling it back through his hair, between his ears. a movement he had done in what seemed like a past life whenever he was nervous or agitated. just what was going on, and what had happened?
Chapter Five - Do You See the Moon?
Another drove of guards appeared but outfitted in all black and carrying small black riffles. "shadow drones, it's time for the good stuff." jacob said as he holstered his handguns.
One Clean Cop, Chapter I
Sean's eyebrows went way up, as he made the mental note, and also noticed her breath smelled of tooth paste when it riffled through his whiskers. "you got it, raven. uh. mind letting go of my collar?"
Bar Jocks: Story Two, Part 1
He started to riffle through the pages. "i had no idea joe would be working over there," he said as he scribbled in it. frankie smiled. "i wouldn't be surprised if he didn't expect it either," he said. "he did say that the boss hired him on the spot."
Adoption
He slipped his jacket off and tossed it over the back of his couch before moving to the fridge, throwing it open before riffling around, a frown coming across his face. "there isn't any beer..."
The Singing Desert
He riffled through some of the pouches before he grinned, plucking out a metallic egg tht seemed to be protecting a glowing amber interior. “we came to bring the king this, the apocalypse egg." rival said.
The Story Teller Edge of the world Chapter 2
. \*\*\* the long bout lands, armies of usagi dressed in green blouses and matching bottoms jump out, all perfectly uniformed right down to a long thin straight blade tucked into the back of their trousers and a powder keg and riffle slung down their backs
Arein: Dress ups?
As she riffled through the cloths and pulled out a white tank top that let his belly button show and pressed his ?cleavage?
Claws of Anosmia
After a quick check up of all the rooms i quickly began riffling through the drawers, and shelves, and anywhere else likely to house a pocket watch. i ripped everything apart and even looted a few shiny goodies for myself.
jon
He straightened his jacket and walked down the road, the breeze ruffling his thick red mane and riffling his jet-black hide. as he passed an alley, he heard a jingling sound and a curse. "damn." he perked his ears and looked into the alley.
Project Noah 3
"our truck is bullet proof, but so are theirs...take the wheel" without giving the horse time to reply, noah released the wheel and took an assault riffle, he skillfully switched places with the horse and as soon as vincent took the wheel with unsteady hands
HATSSSSS Chapter Twenty-four
In moments all the packages were open, allowing missy to riffle through them. the first shirt she pulled out was the alf one, of course. “cata—” “don’t.” “can i put it on now?” “don’t you want to clean it first? you don’t know where that’s been.”