The Deception Ch.2 Awakening
Jonas looked to his side to see a smoldering hole in his armor and he looked up to see a wolf with sunglasses and cigar in its mouth. "sorry bub but you got in the way of my shot." the wolf said as he walked over to jonas.
Valium & Vodka: Chapter Nine
Within five minutes, two beers each had been consumed, and the ceiling was hung with a haze of cigar smoke.
Cheshire character intro
He dropped the cigar and looked around wildly for the voice. it laughed at his discomfort.
A Giant Problem VI
"go ahead, jason, don't let us stop you," grant said, turning to light a cigar. "oh, by the way, have you see dr stevenson lately? no one back at camp seems to know where he is.
Meeting the Emperor
He held a cigar in one hand, and a report sheet in the other. his feet were not completely bare, of course, but he wasn't so much wearing anything on his feet.
Hunting Grounds pt.1
Muttering curses under his breath, he shoved his hands on the other pocket, digging for his cigar pack. her father looked around the room, scowling. the recent call with his lawyer hadn't helped his already choleric humor.
A Perfect Bomb: Chapter 0 (Intro)
Shifting back to human form, hexus strolled over nonchallantly to the unconscious werewolf, flipping a slim cigar into his mouth and leaning over the rapidly-regenerating body of the cop to light a match on his helmet.
Rise of the Mega Horse
His chubby lips chewed on the butt end of a lit cigar for several seconds before he drew in a deep breath.
The Traveller
"you can say that again," said a broad shouldered policeman as he tossed his cigar into the river. "let's see... one count of murder, one count of criminal damage, aggravated assault, breaking and entering and grand theft auto."
My Immortal (By Avoozl)
He had a handlebar mustache and puffed on a foul-smelling cigar. the other man was a tall, muscled fellow, clean-shaven, wearing a flat cap, and with his sleeves rolled up.
Halo: First Contact, Chapter 7: Training Days, Part Two
Five minutes of jogging and directions later, he found the commander, he was propped on one of the four treads of a scorpion, smoking a cigar and talking to a group of marines.
Half-Blood Chapter II
"close but no cigar. i'm scottish, born in perth." "that's neat. my father's from ireland. dublin i think. and my mom is from toronto." he muttered looking down. "really? do you have any cousins? what about your grandparents?"