Lincoln's Dogs - Chapter 1
And i stayed, along with three others: nathaniel, a short, dark-skinned, primly clothed boy with windswept hair; lewis, a buzz-cut bear of a lad who contrasted nathan in his boorish clothing that could have him easily mistaken for the hundreds of chavs
My Mom is Dating a Werewolf 7
He's protected ye from charlie and his chavs. ah just had a feeling that he was more than human. ah was hoping it actually" she admitted. "you were?" gwen asked a little surprised. "ah um going to need something strong!"
February 2020 Mini-Fics [Compilation]
#2: weight gain, chav tf, downgrade "heiress sparks outcry!"
March 2020 Mini-Fics [Compilation]
#2: chav tf, downgrade, sequel "heiress goes dark!"
Final chaos
Vittorio was one of them extremely annoying chavs and had pretty much the dress code style, of white tracky bottoms stuffed in his socks, and a white t-shirt and a nike cap, he also has a rotten attitude and gets pretty aggressive and hurtful at pretty much
Alexander's Accounts - Part 22
Wait what do those chavs in london say? innit, right? yeah, shit’s going south, innit? i’m missing all my people. i miss tom’s tender touch, artemis’s all-assuring actions, biblia’s book-bearing brain, cubit’s careless counterarguments.
Story Time: Are You Being Attended?
Of course, one needn't be a complete chav to be a candi, but it helped. candi was also the name of a woman who might spend much time spinning around a well-greased pole, spilling glitter about her clients' laps.
Making Amends (Part 1)
Despite her royal status, she dressed more like a chav than anything else. a crimson red hoodie was pulled over her head and light blue jeans, which were two sizes two small for her, had been squeezed over her stripy orange and black hips.
Chapter 20
"i'm faker than a chav, right now, fox. beneath this cheeky exterior is a little girl standing atop a glass ladder of hopes and dreams, praying it doesn't crack ... wondering if i'll fall to my death should it crack.
The Nightrow (For Tokeki)
"boy, you crumbled like a chav when i quit dawdling." his head dips down; the scalp passes my chin, and he's next to my chest fuzz, dead-middle of my pec.
When is a murderer not a murderer?
He looked like a street chav ( **c** ouncil **h** oused **a** nd **v** iolent for those of you who don't know), and looking at his face i realised that i had actually bumped into him before now, although he wasn't aware of it.
Death's Blood Ch. Twenty-Seven: Infiltration
"you forget who to whom she taught the skills needed when coming of age, and the one she treated like a chav!" "she was still your mother, giffard." he snarls, "she was _no_ mother! rodica knew nothing about the love of a mother or how to raise cubs!