Shattered Freedom, Chapter Seven
stoker tried feverishly to interrupt the conversation, only to fall short. whipping the radio to the ground, he tail-whipped it out of sight.
Shattered Freedom, Chapter Four
Hell, modo wouldn't have lost his arm, karbunkle wouldn't have harmed stoker. damnit! i was the one who brought mace into the freedom fighters to start with!" "throttle, it wasn't your fault, it never could have been."
The Society, CH 20
First off, drinking blood has been outlawed by the society ever since the stoker family went nuts over it." "stoker? as in bram stoker? the guy who wrote dracula?"
The Wall
However, each time that vinnie succeeded, schoolmaster stoker always intercepted and gave vinnie some, in his mind, undeserved lashes with the cane. vinnie couldn't help it.
Decisions and Sacrfice Fifteen
stoker would celebrate. charley would be sad. but then she doesn't know it was me. me who took modo's arm, me who allowed karbunkle to rip the flesh from vinnie's face...... me.... who didn't do anything as stoker's tail was removed.
Decisions and Sacrfice Ten
stoker paused by the door hearing carbine's voice. sticking his head in, he glanced the general and communications technician "that sand raider mission, who's on it?"
Is There Anybody Out There?
._ _to stoker; the father i wish i'd had my whole life:_ _i have failed you. i'm terribly sorry, but whatever will be, will be._ _to carbine:_ _you astoundingly vile fuck. i hope you burn in the bowels of hell.
Taboo Preview: The Rising of the Moon Over the Atlantic
I am just a humble stoker." he sighed. "would you please come inside and stop making a scene." i walked in with a chuckle, tail swaggering back and forth. "it isn't appropriate..."
A Bowl That Satisfies
Clover swallowed a mouthful of drool... somehow, it had gone from merely the scent of a few ingredients boiling to an unctuous appetite-stoker in a few short minutes.
Should vampires be so...?
"blood of the person who can decide wether or not vampires are set back in the time of stoker and feared, killed withought mercy, or setting us into a new found age of love and reverment."
An individual?
We cannot go back to the old ways, we barely survied after the last darklord, braham stoker, how will we survive in a era where they have perfected the art of killing..."
Sasha's Cloak
"i wonder if bram stoker is watching?" she spoke with a nervous chuckle trying to break the eerie silence that seemed determined to swallow up her courage.