A Dreamed-Of Peace - Prologue
Near the front of the congregation rode the red stallion of the mokri, robert, and behind him, his wife, amari.
Gutter Giggles. By Archangel Vulpine.
Gutter giggles: amari is a business woman, sensible and professional. there's just one problem... she has a very dirty mind. [https://www.furaffinity.net/view/43865686/](https://www.furaffinity.net/view/43865686/)
First Snow
His mother agreeing, amaris turned his eyes back to the darkening sky and watched the snow like an old friend was telling him stories. in a way it was a friend, and the only one he still had after being outed as the prince.
Who needs a Bunny?
. \* the next morning amaris woke up with a groan and looked around groggily. where was he? why was he covered in.. oh, he'd killed a mountain cat. the blood made sense now. he went to stand and heard something roll away.
To Nanna's House or Bust (part 1 of 2)
"hey amari." i looked up, so much for hiding. it was ryan, and i smiled. ryan was one of the kids who were nice to me and we were friends. "hi rye" i said and we shared a small laugh.
Wear and Tear
He had really suspected amaris was "the one," the mythical "the one" that he had waited for all his life.
Chapter Sixteen
"midshipman abbas amari, m-ma'am" replied the rather nervous looking security officer, his accent confirming that he was near the hot and dry country of fesalis.
Snowy vs Octavious
Octavious and got the pages of the husky history manual talking about my arabian ancestor, amari husky. she was born as a princess of arabia was the one that created the sandstorm kick, to wipe out enemies from a distance.
A Dreamed-Of Peace 2
The proper exchanges were made, absolving debt - though with a pained look on amari's face when she said such - and offering pleasantries for when they met again.
Havana or Hell, part two
He wore badge that read chief inspector amari quinn, oakfort police, pinned to his civilian clothes. they looked like designer brands to me. but then again, any price range above walmart is pretty much out of my league.
Spotted Love
"anyway, amari is carrying a low baby." she held her hands out along her tummy. "my mother told me that she carried me up high." she moved her hands higher above her tummy. "i wonder if i will carry my child up high or low."
Blood and Milk and Honey
It stretched the entirety of the furthest most wall, perfect, as amari had said, for exhibition. to the left stood a silken, king sized bed, a mahogany desk, nightstands, and a vanity.