A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:10
With each diplomatic misfire, the redclaws were painting a clear picture that they didn't care for outsiders, nor would they stand to have them anywhere near them.
Deadtropolis Episode 02
It clicks, misfiring. “nice try. drop it.” cameron warns, cocking the hammer of his bulldog. the man complies.
Puzzle Pieces (Chapter10, Act1, Book3)
It misfired. everything i knew before answering a payphone the day of the shooting... every detail of my life... it all disappeared. now i have to figure out who i am and i'm not even sure what i'm capable of. okay?
Spice of Life
It wasn't yet primed so there was no chance of misfiring on herself. "how was your day?" i.q asked the squirrel. "same stuff, different day. how about you?" sonny asked in order to seem at least semi-sociable. "i can't complain.
Chapter 13- Combat Drills . . .
And that's assuming that it's not just a misfire. after a few times of that happening, most crew only keep less advanced weaponry on board now.
Project: Phoenix (Neon City Book 3), Chapter 13
"like i said on the way here, it could be a side effect of the pain meds, or maybe drinking massive amounts of caffeine while taking the meds is causing something in my brain to misfire. i dunno.
Preview - A Beacon of Change
My brain was misfiring. she gently let her balls down. "yes, i'm a hermaphrodite or herm for short. best of both worlds and all that." "do you like being a...herm?" she turned the knobs on the shower to get it started.
Lykos 2-12 - Revelation
It jammed, it misfired, it broke. if it had worked like it was supposed to, it would have been even more lethal."
The Red Maiden
She held the remote out in front of her and her black clawed thumb over the gray safety cover that protected the button from misfire "objective achieved..." she said as she broke the cover and pressed the button.
Rhino Meat
He seized and squirmed a bit under bokamoso’s grip, his ability to move limited and mostly reflexive, brain misfiring a bit as it tried to process anything other than the intensity and the conflict between pleasure and fear.
Chapter III – Quis Custodiet Ipsos Custodes?
A second later the weapon gave a wet click in misfire. with a whimper, kelvin closed his pink eyes in blind terror.
Sand Ratz; Tankers of the lost brigade
Guns fire, and smoke drifts over our area from burning vehicles of both sides, me and a few from my platoon take shelter under the burning husk of a disabled and aflame apc, as tracers fly through the air and glass is sprayed all about; created by tank misfires