Hunting shadows P:2
The beautiful black leather on the steering wheel was singed, his pawprints indented where he'd begun to accidently burn the wheel. "so, who are these guys, and what do they want?"
Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 23 of 37
She steered me to becky's room with an arm around my shoulder. dad was waiting inside, seated on one of the small, metal chairs that lined her room.
Big Brothers to Little Sisters
The little bunny pressed the power button on her powered trike and steered it to the left, allowing friendly and timothy to ride past on their bikes. "thank you." friendly said to her softly as he rode past.
The Protector and the Peacemaker: Chapter Ten
The group was steered through several winding tunnels, up, down, left, and right, until porter had lost all sense of direction.
What Is Left? Part 5
"head butting the steering wheel might work in back to the future, but in real life i'm afraid it just hurts your head, let me go ask makeria for his keys and we can take his pick-up" i sigh and nod a little, i'm hoping that i can cut a few corners with getting
Eternal Blue 7: Consecration
"we should be able to weather it if i steer the ship from below decks." vicks stared at quint. "you can do that?" tireal grinned at the lion.
HUNTED C4
Using only his good hand he steered the duo towards the road once more for the last time.
Anima: The Broken Wing Chapter 9
She immediately gave the steering wheel a slight hit with her closed hand. upon her hand hitting, she grunted and started the car. the drive was quiet for the first few miles. noticing the silence, alex turned on the radio.
Romantic Purrsuits #2
She thumbed the button on the steering wheel and changed to the next station, taking her to the middle of it's my life. a little bit better. when mrs.
Emotional Support Wolf
Carl tightened his grip on the steering wheel and stared straight ahead. "they're going to hold this against me for years." "good." carl turned and looked back at the man sitting in his passenger seat. "oh, now you want to talk?"
Ex Marks the Spot
He smashed into the steering wheel. he wasn't missing teeth, but he was bleeding from his snout. both his eyes would be blackened. his watch face was cracked. leather creaked as the motorcyclist dropped into the seat next to him.
Glimpses of You
He steered his clients to roles into films that to his instinct would payoff. nick made sure that the part offered was within the client's ability and could catch his client's interest.