A Silent Soul- Chapter 23
#26 of a silent soul chapter 23! :3 **hi hi hi hi hi! i'm back! again! and i have coffee hi! :d \*giggles madly\* it's time for the next chapter of silent soul! today we're introducing a new character!
A Silent Soul- Chapter 22
#25 of a silent soul chapter 22! ^~^ **yaaaay i'm back!
As Usual, I Was Silent. --1. Mansion--
I just stayed silent, staring at him with my soulless eyes. "do you ever speak?" "not really." he looked at me again strangely, then shrugged. "as you see fit.
All Things Quiet And Sweet 3 - The Second Time
#3 of chronicles of finalgamer 15 - silent the worst part of this...is that this is the start of his journey through silent hill. it won't get any better than this.
A Silent Kind of Beauty [Request]
Life still exists in this silent emptiness: the soanth, steel sojourner under my command - the fleet admiral of the gizian army, ra'zim - glides effortlessly on through the void.
As Usual, I Was Silent. --5. Dad--
As usual i was silent, though i couldn't refrain from the biggest smile i'd ever had in my life up to that point.
What I Was Made For Chapter 4
A man enters silent hill, but what happens when a man becomes more monstrous than the monsters? this is the story of a man's slow decent into madness, but with a twist. not only will he fight to survive, but he will learn to enjoy his new hell.
The Silent Assassin
I am too big a fan of your work to do that, silent assassin. where you are is my home, a large estate on the outskirts of the city. i brought you here the night of your mishap.
As Usual, I Was Silent. --6. Dance--
As usual, i was silent, and reveled in this wonderful new life of mine that was growing in leaps and bounds almost daily.
Listen to your Toy: A College Story
silent mutters, “of course.” as the rubber gripped around silents head, holding it firmly yet sensually.
Silent Spirits
We are silent spirits, roaming through the night. leaving now and then, a trail of fear behind our flight. 'cross the vales and blackened plains, swift of paw we run. escaping from the dawn, the taste of blood upon our tongue.
Silent Hunter
While his paws slid cross the forest his shape mold into every tree not the slightest sound of nature like a shadow you cannot see Glowing eyes his head straight low he prowles and seaches for his prey listening in for any rustle for a poor...