To the Rhythm of My Tambourine
Seduced, jameson grabbed his girlfriend's dance and led the dance after she picked up the tambourine. "it's not too often that we have time for ourselves," he said. julia nodded as her tambourine's rhythm kept on continuing.
The Prince's Favorite Breakfast
He had slept well, woken up to the cheerful playing of a musical trio he had ordered to perform for him, the soulful lute, the playful flute and the tambourine setting his heart into a sweet mood right upon opening his eyes, and the bath where he had soaked
Death Kitten
"when you've bungled all your bangles and your love ones have been mangled, listen to the jingle jangle of my gypsey tambourine.
Commission: Spirit of the Socks
A glassy tambourine joined in with a kicking drum and a lazy bass. puck grabbed crisp and pulled him into a little two-step dance, kicking clothes and books around the floor. "you keep sayin' you got something for me.
Thorns & Lightning
"i'll play my tambourine too."
Loyalty And Love
Altman's too worn out from keeping us in line today; you couldn't wake her up with a tambourine. as for the others, they're all too tired from yapping and bouncing on the bus." timothy thought for a moment.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 22: Whetstone and Will
A kobold shook a tambourine like he’d been handed a pot lid and told to believe in himself. the minotaur backup singer hummed a deep, tuneless drone. they were, without question, a musical disaster.
Passion in the Desert
His tail was the swish, swish of the tambourine. his twining paws and flexing, clawed fingers were the fire of the violins. the curve of his neck was the plaintive cry of the flute.
Fateful Adventures Chapter 2: Another Day in Goldenleaf
The tamborine started clapping, the flute began its jaunty mythical trilling, and helena’s fingers started flying. round round, ere we go, down to the maypole yo-hee-ho!
Dragon Filth
Mostly he panted, thumping his tail on the floor, and the armor plates rattled like tambourines.
Beatrice Santello (Ch 4) - Mediocre
"tambourine?" bea shrugged, "okay. got one?" "no," angus stated flatly. "you could dance or something. you know, be our hot chick," casey suggested. "i would rather die." "okay, maybe not." "well, you'll think of something," angus assured her.
My best friend's dad and the custard cream
Chester would not approve, but once more i justified this to myself because he was off banging darleen like an enthusiastic nun bangs a tambourine.