Tales of Unova, Elemental Extremities

Eight minutes later martha was drinking 'cinnamon coffee surprise' from a blue, wavy mug. "i have to agree with you, it is pretty good." martha agreed. "take it then." "is that okay? florance might want it..." martha said. "no, take it.

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Gryphon Feathers.

I studied the menu, already debating between a cinnamon-sugar twist and a jalapeño-cheese pretzel. beside me, cole was fiddling with his phone, the light from the screen casting a faint glow on his face. "what's so interesting?" i asked.

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She who stubbed her Toe

“it’s not so surprising to me, with you wearing cinnamon for a perfume and my work in the pokecenter’s maternity ward…” “it’s starting to wear on us though,” vix cooed as she hugged her mate tighter.

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Rocky Mountain Times (Chapter 4)

Jen put down the letter and walked down stairs to find a warm cinnamon roll sitting in the oven. she made a cup of coffee and sat down to eat, enjoying the view through one of the large windows that looked out over the slopes.

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Between Worlds (Redux) - 13 - Champion’s Reprieve

It was earthy with the hint of cinnamon from the sticks. she preferred sweeter drinks. they sat in companionable silence for a few moments until the small lizard returned with a small linen bag.

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Rabbits Don't Tell

A young, black rabbit in loose fitting athletic gear sat across the aisle from the doors and looked the cinnamon doe over with his dark eyes while he chewed his gum.

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Closet Love Chapter 2 (Revised!)

Walking in the door, i'm overwhelmed with the smell of apple cinnamon pie. donna loved to cook, all the time. her food is amazing; it's like heaven laying on your tongue.

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Strangers After All: Part III

He smelled good, like spices and freshly baked bread, and his breath left a hint of cinnamon in the air. he must have been very close, a little to close for comfort. i yelped as he barked a shrill "aha!" "i knew it!" he said excitedly.

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Diverging Roads

The coyote had a cup of hot cocoa sitting in front of him, no doubt spiked with cinnamon and vanilla, a habit he'd picked up from zach in their first week of living together.

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Hot Shoppe

His cinnamon colored hand reached out to grab the shaggy hair of the cat whose face he had just pummeled into the table, roughly pulling him upright.

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Where am I? Part 1

Large dark roast coffee mixed with a quarter french vanilla cappuccino and a cinnamon bagel with cream cheese?" al laughed as his daughter crawled under the table to play with aaron's tail.

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