Juryokine: Chapter Twenty One
"since you can't fly, you'll have to run and jump on the walls to catch it. i'll fly around the opening to make sure it doesn't get away." "can't i just anchor myself to it?" toke asked. "that would bring it right to me."
Kickaha Flies a Kite
The kite was flying. his paws were holding the handle. the fact that he was less flying the kite and now the kite was more flying him was irrelevant. there was no rule that said that the kite flyer had to be touching the ground.
Juryokine: Chapter Sixteen
Those men died with the hope that, at any minute, their salvation would fly in on glowing wings and end the battle. to those that survived, i was a liar." navras stood up, and toke had to look away when their eyes met.
Fly Away
I am ready to be on my own now i promise it will be ok mommy your baby bird has grown now let go of my hand its time for me to fly.
Juryokine: Chapter Twelve
Stone, gravel, and wood were all flung in different directions, as if they were caught in their own personal tornadoes, and zashiel was thrown backwards just as forcefully as she'd come flying at the spearman until she hit a flying chunk of cement.
Gone Batty
The flying fox growled softly, "nah, that was just the sneak preview, mary. here comes your feature presentation!" she giggled from his word play then was quickly muffled when he kissed her again.
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Seven
The chakram yanked itself out of the wall, flying towards toke, and... klevon screamed when the blade struck him, burying itself in his leg.
Sixes Wild: Hare Trigger
He finishes unfastening my belt, unfixing the buttons of my fly, and untying the leg straps of my holsters. his wings tighten on my shoulders as his toes grip the top of my pants and push them down.
Juryokine: Chapter Thirty Four
Reaching past navras, he anchored himself to the first axe and pulled it back towards him, sending it flying at navras' back.
When Books Fly
She lay there on the bed, waiting as she read her book of choice. It was late, and she had already bid good night to her assistant, having seen him to bed in his own room about an hour ago. She'd read this book dozens upon dozens of times before, but...
Flying Circus
The art of flight is in its infancy, yet war pushes these new flying machines to the edge of their capabilities, as emyr will discover.
Juryokine: Chapter Fourteen
He weakened gravity again, and the force sent him flying at zashiel. he extended his other leg, intending to kick her in the stomach, but the sorakine's speed caught him off guard.