Thieves Chapter 4 - Secrets
It was cold. he sighed and went over to jack to crawl under the blanket to him.
The Interpol Files: Ice-Cold Betrayal
Somewhere in north-eastern Siberia, 9:00 PM Local Time. 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. In the days leading up to this trek, the gang...
Cold City Cuddles
Thinking of how those 3 men bravely embraced the coldness, they must've been acquainted with it.
Project X | Chapter XI: Illusive
"it's too cold and your son needs sleep," i finished for him, not so much as a question but more as a statement i could discern. the dragon chuckled. "astute, and yes. so don't play coy with me, alex." his tone grew a little cold.
Star Wars: Cold Vengeance: Prologue
Star wars: cold vengeance prologue lieutenant forzo rolled his shoulders, loosening up and getting ready for the coming battle. he checked the power cartridge on his standard issue e-11 blaster.
Cold Trailing: A Man Not to Annoy
# chapter 6: a man not to annoy the next morning came cold and dark, or at least that was how it felt to will.
Sexist Windows
_Sexist Windows_ "I have the sneaking suspicion this window is sexist." My friend looked at the window of the university cafeteria we were sitting near as streams of rain ran down it. Currents moved within the streams, appearing as moving scales...
Cold Blooded(prolouge)
Prologue early august, 2439, a cold siberian summer, low 20's, heavy north wind.korskova east passage, two barreling mountains north and south, after the worst possible solution for peace, i'm all thats left
Jonathan
I needed to get the body into cold storage and call the morgue as soon as possible. i had a key to the cellars beneath the local pub, the duck and the crown. despite what its owner might prefer.
Cold Days - Chapter 4
#4 of cold days _holy crap, an update :d. i'm back in the writing mood, so here comes a wave of uploads (i hope). enjoy!_ august 8th, 2013.
Another Cold Day
_even if it's cold, i live for this shit. but hey, revenge is a dish best served cold as they say. in space, nobody can hear you get goosed._
One Cold December Moon
One cold december moon by brandon hall a.k.a. denied\_existence (see the backstory on my account in the journals) -- one cold december moon, apon the winter solstice.