The Inescapable Us - Prologue
Tom glanced across the kebab shop and out the windows; the shop itself was almost empty but for a boar gazing blankly into nothingness; the streets were packed as they always were, especially at the hour.
Better Than Usual
They nibbled at the kebab and laughed at the people who were now playing some strange form of marco/polo in the pool. the wind began to pick up, but neither razor or sarah really payed it much mind.
Fondlings at the Cafe
Ilorek explained, before taking another bite of his kebab. another deep blush warmed vareoth's skin as he nervously took another bite.
My Guardian Demons - Part II
I passed the food court and remembered that i still had some unfinished business with a kebab. i double checked that the hand-painted sign read _kebab and coke, five euros_, like it was supposed to.
Pathfinding: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure, Twenty-Eighth Entry
Suddenly, the giant holding the end of the kabob gave a short grunt of surprise as the long kabob jerked in its hand.
Gortoz 'A Ran - ch 76- Never to be forsaken...
'what's the difference between adana kebab and doner kebab?' 'adana kebab is, uhm... grilled spicy meat in a rectangular form, usually beef or lamb. doner kebab is sliced pieces of meat, either chicken, turkey or veal.' 'ah. which is better?'
The Siren Experiment - Chapter 02 Clipper
He turned reluctantly to look further into the depths of the canopy and force his back to the savory kebabs behind him. this rental space was something that the madame clearly hadn't seen before.
By Royal Decree
At that point, the last person in line in front of them got his kebab and headed off, giving them a sidelong glance before leaving.
My Guardian Demons [The Complete Story]
The food court was nearby, tempting me with promises of spicy kebab and mugs of mead from draught.
To Catch a Thief
Snapping out of his daydreaming, dayson quickly took one last bite of his kabob, stood up and discarded the stick into the nearest trash pile.
Chapter 8: Getting To Know You
He did a motion with his kebab to simulate the tower collapsing with appropriate sound effects. moggy gulped his mouthful of kebab and looked at saraka. “oh…” “but lol i don’t give a shit. the emperor can go fuck himself.
My Guardian Demons, Part 3 of 4
"the kebab cook?" "boris sokurov, russian intelligence. he spiked your drink with sodium penthotal to knock you out." that would explain the kebab and blood i'd seen on the sign. "and the book vendor?" "léopold deniaud, french intelligence.