Commisson - The Right Kind of Cold by Jeeves
Sure it was warmer in the lodge, but only by scotland's wintery standards.
The Feral Lust
"came in from scotland a week ago." "how's the weather in scotland?" she raised her eyebrows. "nae bad, the one day of summer was nice. sheep." her gaze travelled past him as if she was looking at green hills. "sheep?" michael blinked. "oh, right.
Oceans Apart No More: Chapter 1
It was a one-way plane ticket to aberdeen; far away in deepest darkest europe, in the rainy land of scotland. this thin piece of paper seemed so fragile to her.
Prologue+Chapters 1 and 2
For some reason my aunt, which disappeared (and hopefully died) back then, had left me with her wooden house in the middle of scotland, and my mom didn't hesitated and sent me there, where i currently live.
IT’S KINDA LIKE THE PROLOGUE (Of Graduations and Life's New Chapters)
We got to fly out to new york in two weeks for the us open, then have 3 weeks off til we fly off again scotland for the open championship.
Half-Blood Chapter LI
He had come over to hang out with the brothers while his parents went off with ian's mom to return to scotland.
Chapter 4: The Labors of Lily Marks—Part 3 (WIP)
"i never got to the new world, but i went all over ireland and parts of scotland, working." his face darkened and his ears drooped. "at least i did that for half my life. the second half of my life was only half a life."
Eli, Eli. . .
The town was merely like most other market towns in scotland. semi-serene, perhaps quaint and only a few buildings of historic interest. one such building, and the main setting of this story, is the house at number 5 muir road.
Journal Entry 5
We had gone to scotland to retrieve someone on the strength tier. his name is magnus, and without haven to help me collect myself and remember what i could do, that meeting could have been very different.
What's me necklace?
My mom got it for me way back when i was in early high school (or maybe even middle school, i can't quite remember) on a business trip she had in scotland.
Only now, does it snow...
My first yiffy story. <3 Yey, I has no talent. c; Re-write of <Insert title here>, constructive criticism is a must! --- The clock of St. Nick's kirk banged and chimmed for three in the afternoon, the long, rusted notes of the church bells echoeing...
In Service to Lord Herne - Chapter One -
"the problem with scotland - is there's there's too many red deer... their kind are a pox upon the land! savage, pagan worshipping, uncivilised... even barbarians are more enlightened than they!"