The Carnal Curse
Velar scoffed and narrowed his eyes at the panther before walking under his helpless flailing body and back out into the busy market.
Harsh Beginings
So i am sending you to the market. yes, the market. i hope you go to another master as cold and cruel as i am. it was so much fun torturing you over the years... reggie, get him out of here.
Dirty Laundry. Chapter Nineteen.
The black market, or just the market, was a neutral ground for all the gangs and criminal underbelly of the city.
A Blurb on Burb: Burb Dogs Talking About Burb Dogs, Ch 2
For me, being a burb dog is more than just a label, and, certainly, i am more than just a stereotype, as certain aspects of our market research reinforces.
Full-Service Spank Banking
"i acquire product for a black market sperm bank." "black market, what?" waylon bleated. "like illegal stuff, boss-lady?" "well, i _suppose_ it's illegal in some way," megogo shrugged.
Kioga: A Malicious Prank
The marketing aide then clapped a paw on kioga's shoulder and looked him dead in the eye. "you're being a pain in the ass. i'll get you three. it's no problem."
LSH 4: Cushions, Confrontation and Comfort food
“markets? isn't that a busy day for you?" “fuck the markets." reevian said flatly and smiled at her daughter's shocked expression. “you are more important." reeva's heart warmed, knowing how much her mother's stall meant to her.
The Produce Aisle
He raised a paw and pointed further away from the busy market center they'd just come from. "i suppose. can you see it from here?" he asked, turning around to look.
A Souvenir From Aghadi City
The cobra naga in the back seat of the limo could see why the train station was now home to the kalo market.
I1 - Are Gene Modifications Going Too Far?
As with products like muscular enhancement, or other cosmetic modification, non-medical genenetic modifications are almost totally unregulated is most markets.
The Runaway Cat-Girl Chapter 1 (of 3?)
Wanting to distract her, he said, "delphina, the child looks famished after her trip to the market. do you think you could check and see how erasmus is doing with lunch?
Sons of Winter chapter 2: The battle joined
There, in the shattered market, nestled a few dozen wing beats away from the fallen chimaera, stood nightwing, drenched in a puddle of his own blood.