harsh reality
_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ the soft padded floor rose up to meet aedan as he fell to the ground from a smack aross the face by a guard "hello again my dear guest of honor" jerimahia purred his tail swishing "i bring news of your dear
Clown Mare 7
"so, this is what canterlot looks like, my dear friends." shayde evilian spoke and looked at the gala. they walked into town and hoped to meet rane shackleton. they walked to a cheap hotel when shayde opened the door with his left hoof.
Kiba Okami and Sajin Komamura ( Remake )
" komamura asked gently, hoping that his dear friend would tell. kiba let a shaky sigh, and looked at him.
Offering Comfort
As nick lay down behind him though, as he curled his body around the fennec and tenderly spooned his dear friend, he could just make out the only sound escaping finnick in that moment.
A Chance Encounter?
Soon they each had their old, dear friend's number. they stood before one another just looking at the numbers, grinning, blushing with joy and wonder, then they looked up again.
Death To Nightmare Chapter 5
Anyway a dear friend of mine wants to meet you and i've okayed it with the princess for another trip outside." selene looked pointedly at rarity. "no dresses?" "as lovely as you would look in one it is not required for this meeting."
A New Adventure
"dear friend, it is good to see you, and i don't want you go. i was wondering, would you like to come and live with me?" "with your tribe?" "yes, i'm chief now and i wish a concubine."
The Book of Warlock 24. Until we meet again.
Anar leapt over crystal shards, kneeling beside his dear friend as hemlock gulped for air and rubbed at his chest. the scales there were dark purple, a bruise to show his magical wound.
Petrograd Nights
Klara had always counted kolya as a dear friend, so when he came to her in the early hours of the morning, it was impossible to turn him away.
Betrayal at it's Finest
Then using the pads of my fingers i close my dear friend eyes for the last time brushing the back of my hand across her soft cheek as i pulled it away. feeling something wet side down my own cheek i realize i'm starting to cry.
Pride
Beaten, stabbed, shot at, disowned by family, out casted by all, and even lost a dear friend. what more do you want from me? do you want me to give up and be like you?
Mystery Midnight
The next morning you wake up alone with a note left on the lingerie: 'dear friend, last night was wonderful and i hope it was special, please keep these clothes as a token of my gratitude, they may come in handy later \<3.