She who sought Revenge
I was not ready for that level of sour," ~ sorry... ~ the fire type squeaked.
Sing In Me, Holy One, and Through Me
sour pete corbiss bellowed out in the street, "you send that damned conjure-man or what-the-hell-ever sonuvabitch he's sposed to be out here right the hell now!" a chorus of angry murmurs supported him.
A Composer's Lament - Thursday Prompt Story [#10, 09/3/23]
This exponentially growing plane of existence has nothing to lose if you give it one sour tale or a million..."
035 - Proxime Pt.03
Butters replies, their mood considerably more sour. like even just then i know your name is tyard, like you didn't introduce yourself to me, i hate this.
meeting Godot
A little growl escaped my mouth as i looked away from him "looks like i'm going to need more coffee" i said what a growl as i poured myself some more coffee "but you didn't finish your first cup" " it doesn't matter it turns sour
A Visit by a Dire Wolf: Day 1
Just like some sort of sour jolly rancher candy, was strong but the alcohol wasn't overpowering. "there you go!" eric patted me on the back.
Gap Year: The Dating Scene
She pulled me by the front of my shirt and pressed our faces together with her sour lips. we lay there in the booth for what could have been hours. she moaned with every touch and would claw at my back when i nipped at her neck.
Executive decisions Chapter 2
Information was vital at this moment in time; if he strolled into the devil's presence without it, things could go very sour very quickly. especially if his son was involved in all this drama.
NM #4 ~ Trying
Niv sat, feeling sour from botching his attempt at care giving. he turned on the tv and started surfing channels for something to watch. "have you eaten?" mela called. after a pause she called again. "hon?"
Nala's Venture: Heresy
This soured nala's tongue as she went past them one by one. _'is this some sort of history?'_ nala thought and wondered how true or mythical the details must be.
Lonely Oak Chapter 34 - Vitamin C
Hupp said, class finally seated, "i guess those of you with sour faces lost and those of you with sweet faces won, huh?" her observation was met with corresponding gruffs, huffs and puffs or smiles, giggles and little jigs of victory.
Lonely Oak Chapter 64
"i just..." he looked away again, his voice turning sour. "it's probably too late to change your mind about it anyway." "hey."