Wolves' Legacy 2: Chapter 2
Just then, he realized that this hellhound didn't feel right, and compelled to ask, he said, "(just what are you doing desecrating a grave, huh? i am dead already!)"
Legend of Spyro: A Retelling Book 1: Two Purple Dragons? Chapter 3
Even though he had just learned what those were, he felt as if something special had been desecrated. the anger from earlier was returning as well as the memories of the slain apes.
The fire dragons
"i was drawn by the legends born in the wake of your desecration, that tell of your loathsome heart, of your cunning and merciless mind, of your thundering roar which fills hearts with quaking terror for miles in all directions.
Undisclosed Desires Chapter 5: Decay
He had given into a disgusting fantasy, desecrated his mother, and soiled the name of his family forever because something like this would never go away.
The Red Hunter
Surely the prey would desist its wandering of this desecrated place. as our hunter, the town's hero, ventured on to pursue prey elsewhere, he heard but a smidgen of noise from among the brush.
The Legend of Spyro: Origins_Chapter 1
He will spend quite a while having fun trying to do so" "i don't know... it's like if we are desecrating this place"
New Found Fossils
Tiffany kicked the keyboard aside, she had desecrated it enough. the damned thing was coated with her sexual juices, the thick, clear fluid dripped downward between the keys, adding to the growing puddle on the floor.
A Hero's Anguish
As the minutes passed, the sounds that fell out of the hylian's mouth became more and more deplorable as conversely, the pitch of the lizalfos's unearthly shrieks increased in tandem with the pace of its appalling desecration of the boy's innocence which drew
Leon's Diapered Date
Their diapers were extremely full, but there was still room for one final desecration. it was irresistable, and they were both nearing an inevitable sticky finish.
Notches on the Headboard - Part 2
Covering her desecrated corpse with earth, the tiger got back in his suv and drove home. at his apartment, he thew his clothes in the laundry hamper, hopped in the shower, got out, dried off and went to bed. he slept like a baby that night.
Warming To The Shift
“and why might a human like you be desecrating my shrine?" “wh-wait! hang on! i haven't done anything, i was just looking around!" “your very presence is an affront. this is a shrine to me, not to you."
Stuff'a Night Mare
Her tones stilled chittering insects and hooting birds who dared not desecrate such perfect tones with their cacophony. kahnso's heart quickened and his sheath bulged. he followed his ears like a dog. when her song grew clearer he called out, "i'm here!