Born Bad - Part 7
"on bronson street, south side of town," answered sean, finally calming down after he realized they weren't going to be killed. "we'll get you better housing than that place," said sergei, curling his nose. "you'll see.
Symptoms of a bad father
bronson dies, sydney is stuck with his demons. the day was mostly a blurr to sydney. it was as though his senses were failing him, and he couldn't trust what he saw. he returned home late in the evening. "where's your father?"
Gamer Tea: Part 4
“have the bronsons forgiven you for what you did to their mare? poor thing bolts now at the sight of wings.”
The Island of Freedom and Submission 7
[/b]” “cora, anthromorph, estate manager, authorized by master derek bronson.” “[b]acknowledged.[/b]” the door opened.
Gamer Tea 2: Part 9
“maybe it would be better if i walked into town, or maybe see if the bronsons could pick me up or something." “you didn't like flying?" teeba asked, and when luke shook his head, she rolled her eyes. “it's no big deal.
Through the Cracks - All The Easy Speeches that Comfort Cruel Men
Deputy bronson and the gunman had both drawn their sidearms. but none moved.'
Different Kinds of Drink For Him
The only deputy here now was bronson, who had let murdoch in, but that made sense. he was the only deputy who was, strictly speaking, official. “well, you don’t usually have your own business worth coming on,” will scratched at this whiskers.
Predation. Chapter Six.
"oh, that was bronson, wasn't it?" liam said, thinking of the leopard. "every monday, wednesday, and friday. alternating sundays. for me." "and i had tuesdays, thursdays, saturdays." alicia nodded.
Core’s Opportunity—Chapter 1
Rudy bronson, a fat cigar-smoking ferret. the most raunchy being in the universe. "i'll be right there, sir." he was hoping that rudy would never get back from his errand, but that would be too fortunate.
Fertile Ground - Chapter 7
Ray sprinted from the diner, narrowly avoiding customers and pedestrians on the sidewalk, and navigated the winding streets of bronson city back to the school grounds.
Not Quite the Olympics
Sydney dropped a water bottle over his head. The noon sun was a menace, but it was worth it. So worth it. "On your marks" a jacked rabbit said, "One, two, three!" Shots were fired, and TJ joined the others in the race. The lynx was in top shape;...
The Island of Freedom and Submission 5
He was probably sending reports back to the bronson house as often as possible, back to derek’s uncle to ensure that the big man knew what his nephew was doing at all times.