Making Your Own Omega
Lykanos threw himself forward and wrapped his fangs around the ankle of the sleeping beast, and aaron, not wanting to miss his chance to influence the change, clenched his own teeth around nbowa's wrist, locking his fangs in with such a tight grip that even
Return of the Dragon Knight
"fang?"
Broken Pieces. Chapter Thirty-Five.
Bosch wasn’t even worth that as reese simply tossed the nails aside the fang he’d pulled out. plucking the feline like they used to do to prisoners. ripping out their fangs and pulling their nails out.
Broken Pieces. Chapter Thirty-Three.
It looked like a fang and the jaguar's smile spread across his face, baring his own fangs at the human. logan favored his left side as he weakly held the knife. just as how he had taught logan, the second the human failed at taking him down with judo?
Tales of the Lost Chapter 2: The Vanguard's coming
He use his other sword and spun around and his other sword hit the ground again and said "double daemon fang!"
A Biography of a Human: prologue
Glistening in the low, moon light were his obsidian claws and ivory fangs. i couldn't move.
Pho-bably hypnotized
_my fangs are not supposed to do that_. well... how could he know? he'd never tried before. maybe tigers could drink blood too, who was to tell? he touched his own fangs with his claws, tentatively.
Show Me Your Teeth: No One's Perfect
The teams were fang and adobe versus nike and me. nike chose to be shy guy, i was paratroopa, fang picked bowser, and adobe selected boo.
Kyle Sparks, Chapter 6
More than half our acting members and most of the more powerful fangs and thralls in the vault belong to him. even to this day those changed by him are changing others and making more thralls and fangs.
Beyond the League: Chapter 13 (Arc 1 Finale)
“fang, torment!" mark called.
Broken Pieces. Chapter Twenty-Eight.
With long nails, sharp fangs and a body built for fighting, reese was born a killer. it wasn't that, though, that scared barrett. he had seen plenty of predators and hunters in his day.
Kobold Krafts (in the wind)
Light butter graced the bottom bun like the dashing of a winter's first snowfall, fresh and welcoming, promising more to come as fangs dug furrows through perfectly grilled beef.