His Rise, Terra IV: Forgotten Evil "Glimmering Dawn"
By marta's grace i swear if looks could kill... the canines looked at each other and back at the brooding bard. "do you know why he's being a creep?" irina had asked. the boy shook his head.
Those Who Forgot to Die - Part 3
"marta, stop this already. you are just passing through, you don't live here so let me make the decision to take whom i want in." "alright william, but don't blame me if something happens."
Expedition 1910
Miss marta home. warmnaaw slep. day one, 1910 it has been some time now since my last entry. that i can see. i have no idea what the date is, however i am much better now it seems.
Shifting Consequences--Chapter 22: Cher's Discovery
Just as zack starts to feel bad about how manuipulative this situation is, he remembers how happy marta was when she transformed. this doesn't seem to be simple sex, there's some wish fulfillment going on.
On the balcony (Bartleby the badger/half-orc)
And marta. that was her name, he remembered. in whatever afterlife she'd ended up, she would know what happened to her body. the door handle rattled and he looked up as alma appeared, a bundle of furs under her arm. she threw them onto the balcony.
Alcatraz-Character Bios V2
Personality: natural leader ethnicity: colombian birthplace: santa marta, colombia bio: her parents selling her into underground slavery when she was only an infant, records show she switched hands across
Gabriel & Damien
marta pulled them out then gasped seeing their wings. sam walked out and pulled her by the skirt, "see i told you there were an angel and a demon." martha picked them up and put them in the car. sam asked, "what are you doing?"
To fill the frittered minutes of a day
marta somebody?" i sighed. "maria." vasily and wells were decent friends -- since before i'd joined the renaissance project, actually, i think; wells had started the year before me. "maria!
Willow's Eve
marta's graveyard was his own tombstone, was a thought vic just couldn't escape from. he also couldn't escape from the eyes of others; the eyes of family members whose loved ones died on that ship. they were incredulous, jealous, envious.
Bounty Hunter Uncle (Patreon story)
"marta kept ignoring me since i told her i liked her, and...and i thought kendra would be a good rebound, but it backfired." he lowered his muzzle to stare at the pick-up's carpet. "now my life is over. it's dead...now i'm just a criminal."
Spring Heat: Cachondo Style
"marta don' care 'an dad's dead. 'sides, it's good money, lotta money, you know."
Dark Memoirs (complete)
I chose to defy marta. givin’ her husband the staff. i knew it was a bad idea, the damn thing wasn’t meant to be wielded. it requires a catalyst. it’s meant to channel power not wield it! the stupid codger didn’t understand that!”