Anachronism
Their words a muted cry of pain and pleasure as only the wretched scent of sex hung in the air._ "hey, how's it goin' jen?" the young girl's ears perked up as she turned around with a melancholy smile.
The Raptor - A Halloween Poem
I shrieked, upstarting-- "get thee back into the tempest, you filth-spawned, wretched whore! leave no fine plume as a token of that tripe thy soul hath spoken! leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the poster 'bove the door!
Chapter 38: Estesi's Island
"oh," moaned aliona wretchedly. zaldon took the girl by her waist and helped her to stand. he could see the brightness in her face, as if she knew exactly who had come for her.
The World We Live In: Chapter 38
"as soon as i pack and leave this wretched place." "wretched? i know this place is full of petty thieves and bullies, but wretched?
Condemned
No matter how much he wrestled with that grimy anus, it kept a firm hug around his nose as her bowels continued to force an olympic pool amount of wretched female fart through him.
The Fox General: Chilled Poultry
I was deprived of my medicine...a pitiful wretch lying in my own refuse. an assassin, perhaps?
A beautiful world, prologue part 1/2
So one day he had been thinking of a thought, a splendid thought indeed, he would use transmutative powers of equivalent trade he thought, and he would trade this wretched world for a more beautiful one.
Rising Anew -Chapter 16 The Glory of War-
The wretches struck with awe at the monster they called leader. marcerous chuckled. the fear he could smell around him amused him. nothing could compare to this feeling, nothing.
Logs from TeMC-672-23
Again, again in this wretched mess. mental health. get medication. don't die. why? fucking why? for the fucking corporation? or it is just too fucking uncomfortable to live with? nice words, there are always nice words.
Journey Through Darkness: The Gluttons
It's three heads devised of fiends known great throughout the world: crow, crocodile, and man all feasted upon the fleeing wretches whom did not receive the blow.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 4)
Desmond didn't want to become a paranoid wretch, eternally looking over his shoulder. he knows he has to be strong, so that something like this would never happen again. sheep may be weak, but they have horns.
Forgotten Worlds 3 - A Great Offence
_dear diary, it appears that wretched fool gnorris has tried to usurp me again! can you imagine the utter audacity to stand up before me?!