Novus Ad Astra Chapter One
“and cheap.” “yeah,” nevins said, “and cheap.” the console flicked open star charts, with ada systematically going through and marking off potential sites for repairs and their proximity to their current location.
Clean
"cheap price! you like!" he reiterated, tugging as hard as his paws would let him. through a small maze of alleyways, the kobold dragged brand, stopping once they stood in front of an imposing door.
Dare You to Drink
Lexa stared at the neon-pink mess in her cup, the sickly-sweet stench of cheap booze and something chemical burning her nose. she hadn't even meant to bring it.
Back Lines
The stallion shifted through his desk, stopping to tap his fingers on the cheap wood. he pulled out a piece of paper and held it out for inspection.
The Kobold's Dream 1
"fun for you, but cheap. cheap as can be." "putting your dick in a kobold? dunno about that," the drunk one muttered. "heard the little monsters can rip it right off." "ain't nothing tighter than a kobold ass, though." "mmmph..."
In Over Your Head
This guy was soaked in naiveté and run on cheap alcohol.
Thrust Vectoring
The curb outside the corridor was slick with runoff, but scarlet had spent most of her adult life in cheap heels and could balance on anything.
Winter's Gambit - Chapter One -
Winter didn't mind, many of the males who had shared his affections were kind, gentle and loving - caring for and enjoying the affections winter bestowed on them - but winter had heard the stories, he was getting to be known as a cheap lay - and one cruel
Hypocrite
He got the boy to lie down on the edge of the cheap bed, then got him to hold his legs backwards to allow him the most access to his exposed little star.
The Hive of Debauchery 1
Just opening the door and taking in the air made it clear that it was not the sort of place that you came to for the atmosphere, not unless your idea of a good time involved cheap hookers and cheaper alcohol.
Poem: The End of a Lonely Night
The setting: a rundown cheap motel in a twelve-by-twelve room, empty even with me in it. the time: dark enough to see the city from these outskirts and without a decent cup of coffee.
Reach to the Heights, Light Overcomes
Can't recover without a hand helping but will lift again self-assured and fight for soul dying and the being living, recovering from strikes thrown by the sin; mentality lost and spirit sold cheap.