Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Fourteen
Jam._ once he’d effectively emptied the food stalls, he settled down nearby to shove his muzzle into the buckets and devour everything he’d collected.
The Politics of Predators: A Praetorian Side Story
An additional fifth of a billionaire's income could be collected, yes, but we could always just not collect anything. if everyone got to keep the entirety of what they earn, would we have the need to re-allocate funds?
Rebirth ch5
The nurse walked back to her desk and collected a few other balls from some of the other trainers and went through a set of double doors behind her.
The Leaves of Fall Act 3: Something That Matters (Part 10)
He pauses, eyes flashing between your collective faces \>impatient, he turns to sam \>"sam? how does a virus kill someone?" \>"f-from the inside…?" \>"precisely!" alex explodes. “as they say in the art of war, 'know thy enemy.'"
self perception - poem
#1 of poetry collection poem no. 1 if only i could show you if only you could see if only you knew i want you to believe you are better than whatyou know what you think and see better than the self you perceive to be
pretty ribbons - poem
#5 of poetry collection poem no. 5 we weren't made of pretty ribbons we weren't a happy thing we were a tied up mess a relationship made of string loose buttons and badly sewn barley hanging by a thread though little had i known our relationship was
Chapter Six - Only In Dreams
You don't have a bounty to collect on them, do you?" he raised an eyebrow as he sipped his beer.
The Human Species Ch.2 - Serene Chaser Suicune
The trainer continued gleefully, "remember the name of your master as you become part of my collection!" "the only thing you'll be collecting once i'm done with you is your teeth!"
Baited and Stoned
"and speaking of collections, did you know that hauke collects things also?" kyroraz turned and looked hauke as he approached, the egg still in his hand. "what...what do you collect?"
my venom - poem
#6 of poetry collection poem no. 6 your lips taste of poison but your words sound so sweet you are my venom snake so sink me with your teeth tear into my flesh and let me feel you deep bite me hard and let me feel you drain into my blood and
perfume - poem
#7 of poetry collection poem no. 7 oh what have we become you and me were together once so happy and young have you ever lost something so precious that could never be replaced but only to be found years later, when its value has gone to waste now all
Sonny gets Mad Scienced
From the gloating seat, he could see the henchmen working diligently to place his anime collection for optimum feng shui.