Dragon in the Dishwater, Ch 4
"i hatched in wales."
Back to Wales - Final Part
#4 of back to wales okay, here is the final part to this flashback story.
Seperated by fate.
Dante had gotten over the loss of his parents, he lived his life in their memory. his father was a black fox from russia, and his mom was a red fox from wales. they had met when they lived in the same apartment building in vancouver city.
Reunion: Chapter 1
It was a small, run down house near the edge of little wales, essentially the slums of the place. he knocked on the door that had seen better days, it probably scavenged from a local dump since every building here had been built by the occupants.
Orchid Chapter 10 - Chosen Consequences
Below, waling-waling rested on the dragon who so succeeded to enchant him. pathetic. ironic. humiliating. that was what their love was.
Shelter from the Storm: Stallion Sensuality (erotic eBook teaser)
#796 of erotic ebooks, teasers and tasters jack was a student studying at university but he's been fortunate enough to stay in his rented cottage in wales after finishing his studies.
A living hell ch.1
,'' i wale ''it's already been done,kid,'' the judge says. 12:02p.m.
Nightmare on Jefferson ch.3
Dane wrote down the address and how to get there from wales. the movers finished loading up the things and drove away. "william, what really happened to that book?" "i told you it's gone, forever." "will, please don't lie.
Where Hope May Fly (Bleach)
For those tuning in for the first time i am a lucid dreamer, with a messed up head, i moved to canada when i was a kid from wales, and i was born in norway.
The World Games Convention - Chapter 2: A letter to Dewi
But yes, i look forward to hearing back from you and can't wait for my letter to reach wales.
Living as a Skunk: chapter five
I eventually got a job at the local store, wale-shop, where i worked in customer service. it was a decent job, i got to meet a lot of new people, and i worked off the debt until i had enough to go to anthrocon. "mom! where's my tail brush?!"
Memorys of the Sword...
Die night after night in the hell of are mind watching he wither and cry for us behind glass red with blood from are fists as we pounded trying to get to her tears streaming down my face and i colaps as the room goes quite as her heart beats its last and i wale