Sibling Rivalry: A weirdly depressing few days in the life of...
You look like roadkill." her mother said, reaching over to give samantha's shoulder a rub. "gee, thanks mom. i feel so much better." "where's your brother? wouldn't that mean he's spending the week with you?" "he took tiffany out.
Dog Star
The un served up kibble for me, again; fortunately for my sanity the pancakes rebecca had been provisioned with looked more like roadkill, and i didn't find myself tempted.
Wild Rose Country - Chapter 19
"ever have one of those days when you're pretty sure that you're roadkill in the ditch along the highway of sanity?" sharra just stared at him, not entirely sure what he was talking about and surprised at the sudden shift in his mood.
Filburt's Postmodern Wife
Earwax statue clean in half by striking it horizontally across the lower abdomen with his bat, prompting him and heffer to each take their very own respective half of the ridiculously hardened work of art and smash one of the last two remaining bugs into roadkill
Northward Star (Barking Mad Chapter 3 2024 rewrite)
It was better to focus on not becoming roadkill than worrying if she would wake up as a human in the forest someday. three blocks later, she noticed the lightboard for the business plaza across the street: it was now 2am.
Agni's Abyss
I laid like roadkill twitching on a jagged slate. in little time, my sturdy frame shifted grotesquely of its own accord, inevitably piecing itself back together in a series of sickening crunches.
The Wall
You look like roadkill, greg." "i guess i didn't realize how bad i was looking." he lied. he finished out the rest of the day telling her about the conference, but carefully omitting the part about it ending early.
New Responsibilities
He saw the librarian splayed across his husband like roadkill, breathing thinly. "you alive down there?" he asked. yroh answered as best he could. "_nnnnnnn..._" "heh. very good, very good."
So Shall He Consume Me 2 - In Subterranean Hell
Forcing his blades down into the jaws of the beast, he shoved them wide apart by wedging his scissors open inbetween before pulling himself out free, his entire lower region resembling roadkill in the most physical sense as his darkness began to regenerate
Venom: Beautiful Killers. Part 40
"you couldn't kill roadkill. and you're a hitman?" the laughter continues until the fox turns her back to him. "wait a minute. get back here." he grabs her arms and turns her around. "fine.
Race to the Top: A Pokemon Erotic Novella
. \* \* \* wilson felt like roadkill by the time he awoke. a glance at the clock told him he'd been out for at least four hours. it was now after ten at night.
Into the Void (Chapter 6)
I never really envisioned my death, but as i laid there, about to become roadkill, i felt at peace. it would be quick, and no one would mourn a fox in the road.