A Discreet Meeting
**a discreet meeting** it's cold; i can feel it in my bones but i can't complain, for i know in the next few minutes i'll be warmed beyond my imagination.
Meet the Shepsisters
How lucky we all were to meet this night._
First Meeting
"nice to meet you. now, tell me how those idiots got the best of you?" he eyed dystin's cut body from very close, "you look like you can take pretty good care of yourself." shadow spit out a hunk of the rope as it fell to the floor.
Second Meeting
#3 of movix and kyra the third installment in the series, and horribly named, this chapter has movix and kyra meeting up once more. along with...complications.
Meeting of the leagues
#1 of meeting of the leagues warning this is a long story. it was twelve pages long and contains unplanned abortions, and so many things i am uncomfortable writing, but it did break my writers block.
Meeting the Neibhors
Besides, if we're going to be neighbors i might as well meet the real you."
A Chance Meeting
You want to hear a story? How does a story filled with action, adventure, danger, and even a little romance sound? Good? Okay then, let me begin. My name is Steven, and this is my story: the story of how I found a loophole in the laws of my life, and...
First Meeting
It'd be fun to meet them." "father died before i was born and my mother a month after she gave birth. i've lived with a foster family my whole life." "oh. so how do you know so much about them? did you ask the adoption agency or do some research?"
A Chance Meeting
Damn it, a fight. Patrol was calm until now. No big deal, not enough people in this desolate city to merit thoroughness. Empty streets, empty buildings. Until now. I pick up traces of an argument from a boarded up shop-- two guys yelling at each...
Sanctuary: The Meeting
"i don't remember anything except for meeting you here." crest was appalled at the state of this fox. she was injured, and her memory of anything prior was nonexistant.
Meet Silo
Short Story/Later coming chapter of Winter Break 'Another day...'thought Dukie lying in his bed staring up at the ceiling, 'I hate Monday's.' The alarm next to his bed blared, scaring him to his feet, the fur on his back sticking up. "Damnit! I hate...
kurt: meeting
The elder asked "oh nothing just when will we meet him?"