Into the Night - a Were-Hunter fan fic...

Slipping her phone in her back pocket she headed out of the building towards the small café between classes for her java fix.

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Strange Attractions

"you wake up in the morning, grab your java and go to work thinking 'today i'm going to perpetuate the illusion of freedom and safety, conduct illegal and possibly breach-of-peace activities against a larger and more powerful entity, then maybe go out for

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Invitation to the Blues (Woman -> Were-Tiger)

His plan to draw the waitress back into his life by pounding watered down java had backfired on him like everything else always seemed to.

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The Changing Tides

Finally he came across the 'bear's paw', coincidentally isaac's favourite java den ever since he had started college. the door opened with a gentle ring, as isaac entered, the bell atop it giving the bar a friendly warning that a newcomer had entered.

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Remember the Oath 13 - Corck's Proposition

"this is uh...kinda tastes like java." "hoenn brand actually." "oh...so, why did you wanna meet up here?" "it's a nice place to relax," said corck. "far from the madding crowd down below, the breeze across our faces."

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Prey for Me - The Hollow Silence, part 6

Her sense of smell picked apart the fruity notes of kenyan beans, heavy-bodied java and cheap robusta, with the precision of a microscope.

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Chapter 1: Overture

A young dalmatian leaned on the register as a few furs sipped their morning java. dalton walked up to the counter while glancing at the menu board. he was hungry, but caffeine was more his, hah, forte this morning.

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In The Doghouse: Chapter Ten

Soto, and the heeler hadn't allowed himself enough time to stop off for a cup of gas station java, resulting in his nearly falling asleep on her couch a time or two. vance was sitting at one of the tables, glancing at baby pictures on his phone.

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Open Audition

"we got coffee and we'd parked in that garage that's like right between coast of java and the apartment. and i wound up going down on him in his car." deus' ears flicked a bit at that and he self-consciously glanced around.

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A Spare in the Trunk: Part V

java began to pour while he kept shaking his head, faking laughter. "sick..." he trailed off. jack ground his teeth together. a new anger welled up inside of him and he imagined hauling off and hitting the prick.

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