Enraptured
Indira shirazi. the history books never used her name. she'd always been simply the assassin, there one day and then another simply gone, presumed dead.
The Malevolent Mall
"shirazi ..." her name was already on his tongue. he whined it out in a subservient voice, slumping against her while she fingered him.
I Woke Up Near the Sea
"her name was caroline shirazi, actually. caroline rose shirazi. she was...wonderful. i can't help but miss her." "losing someone is never easy," ty consoled.
The Big One
His tone didn't immediately betray just how aroused she was making him by her mere presence, "shirazi," she seemed to almost hiss, flicking a black tongue and its forked tip at him like a snake. "remember my name."
The Failure Notice, part 1
Lunch was middle eastern: lentil soup, shirazi salad, babaganouj, chicken shawarma, lamb koobideh, and pita bread, and baklava for dessert. **wednesday afternoon** after lunch, josie went back to the lounge and sat, thinking, her eyes unfocused.
Hell Hotel
Yet when shirazi touched him, when she forcibly snuggled him down flat into the bed, he felt contentment unlike any he ever had before.
Call of the Manor: Chapters I and II (Corruption)
"shirazi?" that sent her into a fit of yipping and laughing. she shook and writhed upon her throne a while , clutching at her own head before she finally calmed. her voice was like a serpent's hiss. "yesssss. you know my name.
Dance of The Demons: Chapter 8
At least shirazi wasn’t going to get him that evening. the hyena - mazzy’s [i]other[/i] mom, or maybe her dad - was otherwise engaged, so he’d been told. he still wasn’t sure what he was going to think of mahiri. all he knew was a name.