Sunshine Days - Chapter 29
Better yet, vince's grandfather, bartholomew mitchell, was among his deacons. it would feel so good to finally stick it to that old coprolite and humiliate him before the entire church.
Ch. 13: The Peacekeeper
"it's not magic, bartholomew," arion said, answering the question in bart's mind.
Ch. 20 - Clashing Ideals
"it's okay, dear brother," bartholomew said to him. the beast loomed over him, easily standing several feet taller than him. why was he so imposing?
Kingdom Come: Pudding Panic
He was modest in his responses, acknowledging that bartholomew the botanist handled most of the cultivation process, he only applied it in his baking.
HATSSSSS Chapter Fifty-four
Like, no way she wouldn’t name the butterfly “bartholomew” right? it was the perfect b name. the forest. no, no. missy couldn’t hear a thing. oh! she looked to the clock displayed on the screen. 6 am. leo would be home soon, probably!
Vulpine Reformatory School: Chapter 2 - Miss Shirley
Wolf * * * _mister walter, mister bartholomew, miss autumn, miss arianwyn, miss eira, the dsciplinarian and this story are copyrighted 2016 by s.m. wolf.
Silent Night
Silence, bartholomew had never really appreciated it until it was gone. now, the absence of sound had become a sound of its own, thunderous and yet wondrous in equal measure.
Legion of Sytarel - Ch. 13: The First Strike
He regarded bartholomew one last time and asked, "are you okay?" after a moment, bart straightened himself out and spat on the ground. "ye said ye'd leave me alone if i answered your questions." "that i did. take care, bartholomew."
Come what may...part 2
"my findings have proven that bartholomew is in fact what i can safely call a lycanthrope.
Henry Rider and the NuYu Prescription: Chapter Two
"bartholomew pumpernickel's school of belly dancing for fun and profit?" _"what?"_ i spun around and saw a run down, one story building with large dusty windows.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 93
bartholomew shot by on the left, followed closely by his brother, who was carrying a rusted old pewter pot above his head for some reason. "muffin stuffin, bread an' butter, et cetera, et cetera!"
The Dating Game
I'd recommend bartholomew john's homebrew beer. it has only point-three fluid ounces of-" "i, uh, know what it is," taffy interrupted. this wouldn't be the first time she'd be drunk.