Sarina's Hectic Shift 3
She watched him as he ran ahead, always a half-step faster than andreu’s gangsters as he ducked, punched, and slid around those in their way.
A Problem Solved (By VeronicaFox)
The young man's brows scrunched, and the gangster decreased the massage, vibrations, and thrusting to nearly nothing, letting ash gather his thoughts undistracted.
Invasion of the 4th Dimension (Part 3)
But when lira took the axe grenko had used to kill the gangster dogs before this situation became quite hairy again. lira climbed on the table ready to throw the axe on the odious black she-wolf. "no!"
I Love You Like...
I love you like a gangster loves his chain, like wild cacti love the sandy dune; like rich men who were born with silver spoon love to sip dom perignon champagne.
New Places and New Faces, Chapter 2
What you do'in' here," i could tell it was one of those "gangsters" that liked to try and mark out territory like they owned the world. i really hate people like that.
My Test for whats wrong with the color pallet???.
Tall wolf kid (and cute as a button) that'll blew up to be part of a man population of handsome giants and still have an ongoing growth a little bit more, i had decent life when i was a kid staying out off trouble from kid raper's, avoiding small group of gangsters
'Fair' play
He reached the edge of his suv, and popped his hand out, aiming through the chaos... he fired three times, and one dart found it's mark, leaving the gangster spinning and remaining up.
The Champion, Chapter 4 - AMBUSH!
Jake, however, remained unperturbed, not giving even an inch as he matched the older gangster's gaze; the old lion continuing to stare him down.
Suncrest - The Final Chapter
He groaned at the thought of finding yet another group of gangsters waiting in the next city they came to. in fact, there was still one group in seladon that wanted their heads.
The legend of a warrior; chapter 12 - The darkest hour of Kesteven - Old wounds
He answered with a predatory grin down at her as he pushed roughly the gangster down towards his cock, squeezing his thick fingers on her head.
Heart Of A Gunslinger
#20 of poetry originally started as a poem about myself and my own personal failings, but as i don't like to write about me, it morphed into a little story about a gunfighter/gangster/insert-violent-criminal-here as they describe their life and warn the reader
Star Blind
There was still far to go yet however, and more than one bright eyed gangster fell prey to their own enthusiasm.