A Small Bounty - 5
"korvanalium, atomic elements numbers one-eighty-three, discovered about a hundred years ago in that very sector of space, actually." atimist tried to push his food to one side of his mouth.
Chapter Twenty Five - Secret Admirer
"one hundred and eighty three pounds..." "well it's possible, because here i am..." electra giggled. "this can't be though... it makes no sense... if i mark one hundred and eighty three down on the paper they'll call me crazy!"
In the End
If i weren't eighty i'd envy your boyfriend." michelle laughed and patted the butler on the shoulder as she passed. "thank you, alex." "i left your lunch in the kitchen."
Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 18 of 37
"_please_," becky looked behind her, towards me, dismissively, "it's barely eighty today. why do you think i'm dragging you around?" " 'cause you want somebody to pay for lunch!"
Hospital Visit
He rubbed his eyes, “the second time we analyzed his blood, it came back eighty-seven percent human, eight percent unidentifiable, and five percent something else.”
Distant Light ~ Prologue
Maybe eighty. it'll work! don't look at me like that..." jeine chuckled and looked back at the other wolf. "c'mon blaez, it's new technology to me! the techeorian's don't exactly 'share' this stuff willingly!"
Laws and Regulations Ch 3
Instead it was shiny silver, leading me to believe he was in his late fifties, early sixties instead of eighties and nineties. his posture was perfect, yet he still carried a cane, an inconsistency that honestly, baffled me to no end.
A meeting at the market
His record stood at three hundred and eighty pounds of rat, more than double his normal weight; he was shooting for five hundred. couatl watched with cool dispassion, his forked tongue flickering from time to time.
JUXTAPOSITION Chapter 5 - Transport Vehicles
The white shepherd was too heavy at first, weighing a good eighty pounds, but bolt soon found grip with his paws and managed to heave himself over the edge. "you've perfected the art of pulling me by my neck scruff".
On Time
I speed off, glancing in my rear view occasionally and trying to keep my speed below eighty. blessed green lights guide my way as i hurry the rest of the way home without further trouble.
Chuck Gets Bigger
eighty. a hundred feet tall. more. badger was like a flea on his finger, and from up here he could see so much further. home didn't look so far away with his giant strides.
(Contest Winner) The Alphaçade: Chapter 1 - Ride
“seven eighty-two east park ridge road," i replied, trying but failing to seem more nonchalant. he finished his message before slipping the phone back into his pocket, and the limo rolled forward.