[Story - French] Les enfants ne sont pas des jouets - chap 1
« allez za, donne lui quelque chose, c'est pas comme si ça allait nous ruiner. » le loup noir se tourna vers son compagnon en grognant assez bruyamment.
Ch. 2 Broken
** ( **a message from noir darkfaang: i'm really sorry guys i can't...i just can't. let's go to the next scene.** ) i look up at the clock on the wall to notice that it's dinner time.
La Lionne au bois dormant
Après qu'il se fut dissipé, une fée vêtue de noir sourit machiavéliquement aux souverains : -- vous ne m'avez pas invité, ricana-t-elle. mais je suis néanmoins venu.
A Gym Diet
"ark noir. obviously a sergal, if you need a species for it." i said, gesturing to myself as a whole. "oh no no, i think the name is quite sufficient..."
Keeping Track of Story Universes
Evolved alongside humans) \>i-77 (not on hathia but in the same universe), takes place \>spring fever \>duck tail \>a new king (premodern) \>pretty kitty missy \>deer story (provided i ever take it up, i didn't come up with the idea) \>haunting noire
Ch6 Andante
He though illinois or ill noir was "dark" in french. he'd really have to work on his languages. the guitar slipped into the case, then into the cloth case that dal had hefted from the antique hard shell case. rick sighed.
Consulting
"just a glass of your cheapest pinot noir please." i gave him my room number and turned, xander ordered a beer but was giving me a curious look.
La Renarde et les Sept Grenouilles
Vous la reconnaitrez grâce à sa voix douce comme de la soie et à ses pattes noires. ayant dit ces mots, mère grenouille enfila son châle, prit son panier, et se mit en route.
[Nihilophobia]:A Detective Story Noir, pt. 1
#1 of detective story noir _born from a bitch (and not in the canine sense) of a doberman mother and an alcoholic german sheppard as a father, a lone but well suited canine sits at a birchwood desk in a tight fit office somewhere in the tall skyscrapers of
Hunt for the Haunt
I fell in love with his dry humor, his handsome features, his obsession with film noir, and our love for mysteries.
Vector's Memoirs; The Chaotix That Was (Part Six)
VECTOR'S MEMOIRS: THE CHAOTIX THAT WAS (PART SIX) by Foxy Boy \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* The night had been a liberal slice of heaven, but one glimpse of our visitor ended it all. I was...
Hawk in VR (m/m) (scene)
"scanning for threats, mister wolf," came a voice that was so much a film noir damsel that hawk could smell the cigarette smoke. "no threats detected." the wolf walked out of the room and down the hallway to his cigar den.