Pokémon: Phazon Purple, II: Everything's Different
He was fourteen years old, lowering a knotted up set of bedsheets out his bedroom window on the second floor of his home in myrtle village.
Open Season Chapter 09: A Date With Destiny
# # not long afterwards, mike and cassy were walking down the pathway in myrtle-edwards park along the seattle waterfront, cassy on his arm--the two were just enjoying each others company. this gave mike time to think.
Solace: A Tale of Foxes (Part 2/4)
"myrtle," she whispered, "so that is what it feels like, mrytle. tell him...that i know now..." "i remember, tulip. i'll tell him that we both know." he choked, tears swelling. "he saw it coming. he sure did."
Leading a Horse to Water
Quickly pulling his work polo over his head, he swapped it out for an old, faded myrtle beach t-shirt, which, he noticed, was so frayed and worn he'd probably have to donate it after this trip.
Solace: A Tale of Foxes (Part 3/4)
"and once again mark the words of old myrtle, my final gift for you, stranger. i know the end of your journey. i know the end of your story. i know how it will end, and you'll know.
The Dogs: Not Exactly Night - Episode XVIII
"myrtle ain't got nothing on this."
Summoned. Chapter 1.
"i'm afraid not, myrtle, but you can simply have one if you've the gumption." wuf replied, sighing aggravated at her now dampened tail. "i've not a complaint."
Flying Mile High Chapter 17
He stepped back a bit, gripping a bat of gnarled myrtle from behind the bar. "lift your veil...i can tell a cop when i see one..."
Chapter eleven
"i remember when he gave the same lecture to myrtle," arthur remarked. "except aqua apologized," nicole added ...
The Sexual Adventures Of Lilo, Stitch and Denny
Not with myrtle though, as she never did get along with her. she sometimes played with sara though, as she thought everyone should get along. i was surfing, ahm, falling?
Morphtalk by the Blog Dog: Blogisode 5 Part 1
Back when, almost twenty years ago now, i used to be the pudgy, shy, nerdy girl who always hung out in the back of the class - mousy brown hair, thick glasses, you name it, that was me; sort of a chubby hermione granger, i guess you could say...or moaning myrtle
Scarlet Ruse: Chapter Eleven
Capped at both ends with varnished myrtle wood. the way it worked was that on the rings were carved into the likeness of a person or animal, and when you lined all three rings up, they'd lock into place and you'd turn into the figure depicted.