Werewulf short story preview
All the crickets in the world could not chirp enough to undo the bruises and cuts left by fists and the rings upon them, nor could the rabbits in the bushes, as numerous as they were, stop the belt from being swung, or the feeling of total defeat.
Johns Adventures in Forest Survival
At last as he was about to pass out from weariness, the forest around him grew silent, no crickets, no birds, no wind. he sniffed the air, smelled nothing, and then collapsed. before he passed out however he saw a dark silhouette approaching.
Kauto and MW Part 1
Kauto' 'i'm maiden wolf but people generally call me mw' 'maiden wolf that's an interesting name, hope you don't mind me asking were maiden's from' 'no not at all, it's a nickname really, that i got from my younger days of playing cricket
After Work
He curled under the sheets, the darkness and the chirp of crickets to keep him company as he fell asleep. **e n d**
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 20
Or a cricket. some kind of bug, anyway, scratching at her nose, tickling her nostrils. maybe it was a bee. her eyes flew open, but what she saw was not a bee. if only.
Conjuring Comfort
Beneath those sounds were crickets chirping and other nighttime noises, as well as occasional soft murmurs or embers crackling from other nearby campsites.
Senses
Wood hallway began. the doorframe and then the hard metal of the knob. a twist then the click and the waft of air as the door opened. from wood to smooth carpet, the stick clicking along the edge of the dresser. the window was partway open and i heard the crickets
Deep inside the magic forest
Here you could hear the water, the crickets in the dry grass - and chatter. "i'm still wet all over! we can not go now, it's cold in the shade!" "oh akasch, please, we've been here long enough.
God's Kitchen (Live Cooking/Vore)
The sound of crickets carried through the house from outdoors. a delicate yellow light above the stovetop warmed the setting for typha final performance; his ode to god.
Flesh and Fur (Preview)
crickets chirped outside the cells window, and the tension was slowly building to a boiling point. the woman was the first to finally back down, her eyes closing, taking in a deep breath before she exhaled.
I Hate Titles
crickets everywhere chirped out a steady music, hidden away amidst the surrounding trees. a vast field of stars filled every inch of the sky. how foolish, to look at the stars.
Born Bad - Part 2
The sound of the two wolves feet stepping on the lush grass of the park mixed in with the nocturnal sounds of crickets, leaves rustling and distant cars.