Kiessu
Special training: slave trained for housework, he was intended for harem duty before he was collected by aikidu, this avenue was later trained to him personally by his second master. minor magics.
To be a Champion
- ned ashcroft, 15a rowan avenue. - your name's on the list. now, which starter pokémon you desire? ned once again found himself pondering.
Project: Eternity - Prologue
Many had seen the damage that research down that avenue could cause, and those who hadn't, had certainly heard the stories.
The City – Rat Days
In her pleasure-induced daze she found herself turning down the next avenue, no longer aware of where she was going. the new avenue was narrower and lacked many streetlights, casting everything with dingy gray shadows.
The Sleeping Foxes
The forest can be found in many avenues- behind mossy brick walls or inexplicable doors.
Final Curve
Left once more in the half darkness of the veiled moon, and once more alone on the avenue, i sighed, and pulled my poncho closer around myself, and began to walk again. curses weren't meant to be broken easily. and i knew mine wouldn't end tonight.
Husky's - Chapter 2
We drove further down pacific avenue and then turned onto another street. we came to a stop, got out of our cars, and walked onto the beach. there was brian's large white 2008 ford f150 with a large stereo system built into the bed.
Love in the West Forties
The situation is compounded by the fact that little miss hitch does a little cleaning at the hoffmann, which as you know is on park avenue, and she takes it into her head to write to her baby on stationery from that place.
Diplomatic Immunity
He spends a completely non-creepy hour or two pacing around the length of the avenue, waiting for what he's come to see.
Look Through My Window
Down keystone avenue. field watched. and closed his eyes as they came to a red light, and the brakes seemed to go ... churr-churr-churr ... as they ground the car to a stop. the front windows were rolled all the way down.
Uber (Commission for Giza)
\<\> \<\> \<\> loud screams echoed through the towering canyons of steel, stone and glass, as hundreds of people tried to flee down the the avenue lined with skyscrapers and luxury condos.
The Poetical Answer
Where the sidewalk began, and bay avenue turned from the harborfront up the hill, was the fisherman's memorial: an anchor, atop a block of weathered cement, with a plaque full of names facing towards the bay.