Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 145
Dorin grabbed him by the shoulders and heaved him up into a sitting position. his fur was slick and slippery in some places, but tacky in others, and his head kept lolling like a dead weasel's, ready for the spit.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 107
Mateo and bartholomew, leaning against each other, supporting each other, trying not to pant and heave with every limping step, but panting and heaving anyway. and nicholas, deathly quiet, perhaps wrestling with similar thoughts.
The Making of a Minotaur
He grunted and heaved, unable to break the hold of the magic despite his renewed strength, unable to stop himself from revelling in it even as his spine spot out, pushing obnoxiously from the base to form...a tail?
The rings of fire, part one
heaving a second sigh, he wondered once again what could have possibly happened to make them so distant.
Revaramek The Resplendent: Chapter Fifteen
She squeezed the safety straps, and when her lungs burned, she heaved a great sigh. “i’m sorry, revaramek, and please don’t cut me off.” the dragon swiveled his ears, but did not reply.
Your Love Is Enough, Chapter 1: Knives in the Dark
I heave a great big sigh as i hear thundering steps coming up the stairs. my door bangs in. "colton! what were you thinking, sleeping in so much! the bus is almost here!"
Chapter 26 Haunted
Charles stood with chest heaving, glaring at her. "uncle!" jonathan cried. "go upstairs," duke richard hissed. his eyes were fixed intently on corene. "and change. _now_." "the nerve!" someone whispered.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Sixty One
“i…how can you…” the dragon heaved a deep sigh. “what do you want? vakaal offered what he hoped was a comforting smile. he’d never felt so little before. without his shaping the dragon could just about squash him like a tiny bug.
Chapter 1: The Many Daughters of Summer
Rayen's breasts heaved and her brown eyes darted a glare at tala. tala knew what she was thinking: rayen was merely an appeasement.
The Moretti Boy Pt. 1
After a few minutes of heaving and crying and got up and ran to the bathroom across the hall, lifted the toilet seat and vomited.
One Man Becomes a Mount
I knew even then what was happening but i just didn't want to acknowledge it as i heaved for breath, eyes wide and straining with a prickle of tears that i would never again shed or admit to. move, move, move...
Dante's Awakening. Chapter 1
A young farmer, looked to be a goat, was perched precariously upon a well fed, if exhausted stallion...the horse's flanks were heaving with effort as it rested in an attempt to regain its wind, sweat streaks marring the smooth chestnut hair as billows