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Kapitel 4: Brechendes Eis Ausnahmsweise war Isabella schon früh aufgestanden, um sich wieder etwas um ihre Tochter Bijou zu kümmern. Die Katze war bei bester Laune, denn am Abend, bevor sie ins Bett ging, hatte sie ihren ersten echten Kuss...
Always Cry Wolf XI
PART XI Jenny stared at the red front door of Nisha's house and felt a warmth growing in her chest as footsteps sounded from within. "Hey girl, you're right on time." The lioness smiled and reached out to embrace the fox warmly. Jenny...
Capitulo 9: Cry for the moon
Capitulo 9: cry for the moon. (part 1) la vida... unos la aman, otros la desprecian, hay quienes tratan de adivinar sus secretos, intentan descubrir que hay mas allá de esta, lo cierto es que solo hay dos cosas seguras en la vida de uno.
And I cry for everything but the music
And once i got home and lied down on my cold bed, only then did i cry. i cried for almost everything. i cried for lust, i cried for being left like i had been the night before. but i never cried for the music.
Far Cry From Home
What he saw was something that made him want to cry. stacy, she'd gotten out, and she'd whacked the possum over the head with a rather sturdy branch.
Cries to the Moon: Sins of the Father
#4 of cttm **cries to the moon** **sins of the father** the move was awkwardly silent. for a pack of wolves this move was too quiet as they bounded through the forest towards ruby's destination.
Don't cry wolf 2
#2 of don't cry wolf this is the 2nd part to my first one that i uploaded earlier, hope it's as good as the other one.
The Cry of Sodom: Book One
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Cry Of Fear: A New Start
"are you ok you look like your crying" she asked with a bit of concern in her voice.
Poem #7: Destruction Cries
Because destruction cries, "hope has been lying." because destruction cries "the world is dying." ~bhscorch [!
Cry For Your Mother (OLD)
Maybe _after_ the fact she'd acknowledge it, once he'd suffered and cried, but not before, and on that, desmond was absolutely right.
Crying My Eyes Out
I'm crying my eyes out, screaming at the top of my lungs, at the top of the rungs, singing songs that were already sung before the war that killed my want for more love, more power, more of this, more of that.