Broken Pieces. Chapter Thirty-Five.

The bed they slept in and the clothes reese would steal away, taking a piece with him to the office on the second floor of the dog house to sniff and hold onto. wanting a piece of him, his smell, with him. always. “always together.”

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Broken Pieces. Epilogue Two: Logan.

Broken pieces epilogue two: logan by roofles it all changed that morning. before logan was even at the wedding, things were going on in his life. for the past year, logan had been in recovery after that night.

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Twenty-Four.

The chair broke from the force and pieces flew in the air. ernie wasn’t the only one surprised by the act as pb’s jaw dropped staring at the sight.

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Twenty-Two.

Marrow said with a mouthful of food, pieces of it and spittle flying in the air as she laughed. “we all have someone worth killing for.” and she grinned. “i’ll say my piece so we can get the hell out of here.”

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Twenty-Three.

As if the two were the missing pieces in their lives for one another.

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Twenty-Eight.

Broken pieces chapter twenty-eight by roofles the first thing barrett woke to was the pain. even with his eyes closed, he felt it.

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Just A Piece Of Candy

They were reese's pieces, one of his favorite candies as he wiggled the plastic pumpkin and found quite a few inside.

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Lost Pieces

So i was listening to epik high's "pieces of you" when writing lost pieces. please be beware that lost pieces probably contains spoilers from come to dust and burn down the tower.

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Twenty-Five

One thing logan knew about the noble hares was that they weren’t lacking pieces to use, in this game. in chess, you had a certain amount of pieces that you had on the board. you needed to be careful, wisely choosing each and every move you make.

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Twenty-Seven.

Hard to piece things together when you’re tweaked out of your right mind,” he fumbled with his large hands as if trying to put tiny pieces of a puzzle together. “they just kept talking about some exhibit that they needed to hurry up for.

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Chapter 7 Piece of Ass

#7 of journey to heaven piece of ass chapter 7 artesda was lost. it was hard for him to admit it, but he didn't have a clue where they were.

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