Spilling Over
Seeing the room brought up an entirely new unholy cocktail of guilt and stress. max dropped her bag on the bed, quickly sitting down as her legs crumbled beneath her. she was out of breath, a paw on her chest. she closed her eyes.
The Best Test
"this is a drug, a cocktail of primitive nanomachines that are honestly more prions than mechanics and special steroids coupled with super-dense nutrient formulas.
Horfie, the Selective Service Elf
Things would be especially busy for her afternoon-job, because there was a big need for cocktail wienies with the new year's eve festivities on the way. andrew slunk back indoors and collapsed on his bed, but it was too late to return to sleep.
Curse Part 3
All it takes is a few drunken words at a cocktail party or the petty mutterings of the petty and bored to give me just enough of a lead to make things happen.
2:20 Worth Fighting For
Even though she had been alright, alias could only think about what would have happened had that _not_ been simply a spilled cocktail. god, there had been blood everywhere... "i see you've met ethel." jenna nodded.
Dragons Fury Chapter 1-the Dragon Awakes pt. 1
Beautiful girls i had ever seen with blue eyes that burned with an inner fame and a coat that seemed to reflect light like water on a still lake, they were huddling behind a piece of air-conditioning duct that somehow became dislodged, throwing makeshift molotov cocktails
Terms of Service - Chapter 8
The witch sauntered over and grinned, "why yes dearie, i saw, be with you in just a moment," she handed a fizzy cocktail to trick.
To Touch The Sky Chapter 4: Homeward Journeys
._ _she snapped back to the playground and her children, letting the thoughts of palm trees float away on the breeze of a well prepared cocktail; that would come soon enough---if only it were sooner...her gaze drifted away from the energetic children and
Scalie's Dance Floor
Following the barkeep's gesture, he gazed down the bar and saw her, lifting a triangular cocktail-glass in greeting as she caught his eyes.
3--The Retreat
"i know how to make a molotov cocktail, though." "but do you have any liquor on you?" tris sighed, "'cuz i sure as hel don't." "no... markie would have, but i don't." leona shrugged.
Last Light For Los Angeles: Chapter 2 - Hollywood's Final Act, Part Two
Grenades and home made molotov cocktails detonated all around the police, who were defiantly not equipped for such a conflict. even the arrival of a swat team appeared to have made little difference as they too were gunned down or forced to hit the deck.
Like a Cauldron Burning [Chapter One]
The window was open, bringing the scents of exotic cooking and diesel exhaust up from the streets in a savory, decadent cocktail. there was something else in that smell, something closer, wafting in from the kitchen.