Terms of Service - Chapter 5
Struggling to shift boon grunted as his fedora slipped, the moment eye contact was lost boon's body jerked back to life. quickly he pulled off his hat and held it out before him, blocking out sight of the creatures eyes.
Dewie Doesn't Do!
The greyhound said lifting up his fedora to show his eyes. they were strong and threatening. if he had to make a guess, this dog looked like a hit-man. dewie eyes turned scared as he realized this could be the last minutes of his life.
Objects in Grimoire Are Closer than They Appear
He let her wrists go, adjusting his fedora with a dark grin, and then gave her another sharp, rough thrust -- she felt him sink deeper, the pointed tip pressing insistently against her from the inside.
Can't Take My Eyes Off You Ch. 15
I heard a knock at the door and my ears shot up, kicking my fedora to the ground. i picked it up and made my way to the door where mr. wolfe was waiting, the door already open. "it's show time. you ready?"
The Drifter (ch.1)
The boy must have been thinking back to all those talks he'd heard, sitting cross-legged on the gymnasium floor with his schoolmates, nodding off as some disinterested desk jockey from the local precinct droned on about sketchy characters in dark fedoras and
Evil book part 3
A girl with sand yellow hair steps into the barn building, she is dressed in skinny jeans, and an orange knotted blouse, she has a fedora cast out of rawhide and matching high-topped boots, the lanyard around her neck has her photo and name, a.j.
Kevin (Prologue)
He was a tiger who stood close to six feet, tall wore a black coat and a black fedora. "are you the seller?" he queried, with a rough voice that sent a chill down kevin's spine. "y..yes!"
Fuck Me Ragged
He must have been thinking back to all those talks he'd heard, sitting cross-legged on the gymnasium floor with his schoolmates, nodding off as some disinterested desk jockey from the local precinct droned on about sketchy characters in dark fedoras and trenchcoats
Free Bird
His hat, a fedora, a bit too big for his head, slides off his head slightly, and adjusts it occasionally. his posture is slack against the wooden bench. waiting. just waiting for the train.
Armageddon: Prologue Rewrite (Teaser)
The droplets of rain that fell dispersed into a fine mist as they made contact with the tan fedora atop the figure's head. a tattered trench coat covered most of the individual's body.
The Creation Of Xrohne Chapter #1
Caused any inconvenience as james (some 20 years of age.) who looked like something you might see from the movie the watchmen, with his black fedora
Character for Shadowrun Story: Michael "Mike" Clarke
He typically wears a black fedora, with a dark blue shirt, dark blue pleated slacks, a red neck tie, and dark blue dress shoes.