New Hope
Prax was smiling wide and blushing at the same time out of joy and hope.... ....which almost made up for what he was going back home to. * * * from the author: \>,.\< thank you again for reading!
Of Fire and Desire
Stoning was the kindest fate she could hope for. "my betrothed will never know," taraneh snapped back. "he is no more interested in me than i am in him." at that, peryton cackled, causing taraneh's dark eyes to narrow.
With These Broken Wings: Chapter 16
And, hopefully, a new grasp of his heritage.
I Had To Hope
I had to hope so.
Last Hope of Day
I hope then that another's might." kana heard someone step forward and bow. he finally turned towards isei and saw an aura he had not detected before, an aura that was close to his own.
Forest of dispair and hope
Forest of disaster Her voice pierced his ears like steel-arrows, making him cringe and take a few steps backwards. -John, for dearest god, what do you think you're doing!? He shook his head and turned around, raising his hand to flip her...
Seeing Hope ("E" AS)
More than a hope indeed. those hopes were dashed however as he turned the corner and found an empty alley, no otter, no anthro, just loneliness. the tiger laughed at himself and shook his head, feeling the littlest bit silly.
Enjoying a Hellhole
Of sheer hopelessness sometimes i look around my bedroom trying to spot something i can end my life with but i have those few, almost sacred loved ones that i know could not go on without my presence these loved ones of mine are my biggest hope
Hope
hopefully, none of the water lines were severed during the combat.
Are Dreams Worth the Pain?
I don't want to give up hope. though, sometimes, i feel at the end of my rope. are clear skies worth the rain? are the dreams worth the pain?
Never lose hope
#1 of never lose hope story hi all! here's part 1 of my new story called never lose hope. i tried my best to avoid mistakes, but i guess you'll find a lot in it (mainly with the verbs).
Fence Hoping [PWYW]
Julan wiped the back of a slightly sticky paw across his forehead, unsure if that was sweat or bovine drool trickling down the side of his muzzle and also not really caring. The skunk breathed a slow, steady sigh out into the blistering summer heat,...