Single Lion Dom looking...
ain looked over the classified-ad several times; it had to be too good to be true. after all, what were the odds of something like that to fall right in his lap? he read it another time.
The Soulflower Festival - Part Three
His parents had retreated to their rooms and his aunt had excused herself for the night, leaving the boys and aine to their own devices in the living room.
The Beginning of a New Race: Chapter Four
"ain' notin' you can do bout that now son, not at all." one of the shorter animals spoke. he had curly brown fur with small blotches of black on his head. his ears were long, and they flopped down below his eye level. "he's right.
Going Against the Demons
She layed down ain the soft moss, rubbing along it andstretched. "this is where i hope to bear my young one day.", she said. derrin sat on the edge of the moss, feeling it.
Tinsel's time
"well, ain' yu a cute un'." he starts running his other hand over the scales of my arm slowly, feeling over my seafoam green scales. "thank you, sir."
All Things Quiet And Sweet 9 - Are You Worth Saving?
"ain' nobody gonna tell me to move." "right, fair enough." "this town may have gone down in recent years but there's still a lotta people out there who like it. i ain' givin' up on this place."
Downsizing
"glad you ain' blind ya wee shyster...you better beg fer this if you wannit that much ya ."
Midline Shift 28 - Rail-Line Shootout
"_you ain' gettin' off this easy james! not when ah can still catch you!_" "the fuck is this shit?!"
Midline Shift 16 - The Meeting
"cuz thuh next time ah see him...he ain' never gonna know whut hit him. ahll make sure of that."
My Sword, My Clan 21 - My Nemesis
"nah nah ah ain' talkin' about that! ah mean...ah need to get a specific item, and uh...ahm not in a position to barter for it."
And With His Many Jagged Teeth 12 - He Stayed Five Nights
"n-nah nah, there ain' nuthin' wrong around here!"
Lonely Oak Chapter 93 - The Artist
"ain' none-a ya'." by now, panda was hesitating to stand up. "really?" the rabbit crossed her sun-lit white arms, the drawing pinched in the fingers of her left hand.