Life in Yiggow Chapter 3
Nikoli pozilane a well tempered rabbit who had a russian heritage made him enjoyable to be around. nikoli was one for having an edge at science which was very odd for a rabbit, especially a russian rabbit.
Paws Of Snow Chapter 3
Two of them side by side separated by a thin wall of sandbags rounded out the defensive wall and ensure that any russian soldier that busted through any of the windows that lined the outermost wall of the cafeteria.
The Transformation Chapter 2
Other scientists have tried to recreate and even steal his hard work and the amazing scientist ended up dying from an attack from 2 russian officials july 20, 2002." that's all i wanted to read and all i needed to know.
One of my poems
Please forgive that in english it sounds not rhyme, i wrote my poems in russian and its difficult translate them on english, because my english is bad, then, if i learn english more better, i can try write my poems and stories in english ^^ i am a wolf in
Revolt of 64
(note: i'll be looking to translate this poem into french, spanish, and russian in the future.)
Day of rebirth Chapter 2
I can speak french and russian (remember this sentence will be followed by his story of making trouble in russian and french) david (kangaroo): i'm the first in my class. i'm a kangaroo, don't laugh at me.
A Dragon's Tale-The Star's Journey-Chapter 9-The Second Morning
"what if the radio tower belongs to an active vc camp,or russian fob?" "no",hudson said looking to the ground,"i never considered that shit." "so what do we do?"
Chapter 6
russians leaving nasty surprises?_ "ma'am, are you sure?" master sergeant tucker took the talkie from staff sergeant bates, "i mean, it's raining pretty hard right now."
The Interpol Files: Ice-Cold Betrayal
Murray struggled to drive the van through the snowy wastes of the russian wilderness. there were no offical roads that lead to where they were going.
Land of Death: Lotus Flower: Prologue
# land of death: the lotus flower my name is alexander petroske, formor russian sniper. i was but nine when we burned our world, turning cities and their inhabitants to dust.
A song I wrote.
It follows the song the russians by sting. and all across america, there's a growing feeling of hysteria conditioned to respond to all the threats of the rhetorical speeches of the republicans mr.
Cats and Dogs
He was a cat, a crossbreed of a russian blue and shorthair; giving him the silvery fur color of the russian, with the exception of a white cap on his tail, and the stocky build of the shorthair.