Luck of the draw CH3.
Everything goes quite until Vixen pipes up again, "if you like e'm so much why'd he hit ch'ya?," "he said he doesn't take to kindly to "us"," I say. "What'd you mean us?," Donner asks. "y'a know gays," I mumble. "What?," they ask. "GAYS! alright...
Xvmon's Gut Punching Beat Down
Here's my first beat down story. xvmon attempts to rescue daisuke from a dungeon, somewhere in the digital world. but powerful enemies are always afoot.... enjoy! please remember to comment, and thanks for reading!
Meeting Love - Chapter 3
As the weather seemed to clear and the mild sun beat down on the car, i was probably a little too chatty while driving, but what the hell, we had a lot of catching up to do!
Inferno Match: Draco vs Crash McCloud
We'll be back with more beat down!"
An ass-whoop'in to remember CH4.
The rock beats down owen with the wwf title and walks back down the ramp and is given a close line by austin who pins him for the win the grabbs a microphone "ya see rock i just whooped your ass," "and come fully loaded your ass is mine,"
An ass-whoop'in to remember CH3.
Triple h beat down the rock "i think this is mine," triple h howls taking the wwf title from the rock, owen hart walks down the ramp and steps into the ring triple h follows he gives owen a left hand and pedigrees him on the canvas then pins him "1...2..
The Daemon
._ _as they halt behind there is no pain or shine_ _in this silence wings beat down the earth,_ _the cold is gone replaced by warmth._
Summertime Boredom
This is a story that i wrote some time ago a blistering sun beat down on the wolven femme, making her light ash brown fur to feel aflame.
Just pull the plug...(intro)
Marshal was getting beat down by 3 wolves...marshal was a tiger he was usually pretty tough but tonight he was drunk...other wise he could have taken them he was a strong and had white hair to match his fur he does not know his real parents however......a
The Month's Numbers (Otherwise Untitled)
With the lack of clear beam of sunlight beating down on him from above, the business casual suit seemed to fit him just a bit worse than usual though to the outside observer the tightness around the shoulders and ankles would be unlikely noticed.
Lament's Depression
Distances away shined a bright beam of light it's rays were beating down upon this civilization, every time i've tried to run there on two or four legs, it seemed pointless as the island continued to get farther and farther from my reach.
The feel of his embrace
The air so clean and dry, the sun beating down and yet not melting you, just keeping your fur warm. my parents were setting up the picnic and i was wandering around like the grumpy teen i was.