The Old Red Hen and the Big Bad Fox Chapter 2: Help yourself

Though the fox was still quite thin he was no longer the sickly beast who so rudely forced entry into the land of milk and honey.

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The Calling Cards Of The Scarlet Hell

As she notices her husband's broken and bleeding knuckles and in a shrilled almost squeaking voice says "honey your hand?!

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Faux Gold

He undressed and eased himself into the warm water, the air being filled with the pleasant smell of roses and honey.

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Life by the Page 9

"honey" leon was relieved when she finally spoke. her voice was still sweet as ever, it had lost the professional tone that it had since she last spoke with him.

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Forgotten past: another story

-her voice rang like honey in his ears and mind, piercing him but he did not let up, lunging till his fangs were right in her face, she was 5 6 and he was only a tiny bit bigger, 7 feet and 2 inches big, and as long as three transport carts put together.

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A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:9

"me too honey lamb." vernon sighed. "me too." "and just what are ya'll up to down here?" the familiar voice caused the pair to jump.

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Chronicles of the Tetrad Chaper 6: The Solitary Hive

A hatch opened in the back, and plenty of honey-soaked odds and ends tumbled out. \

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The Axe Cuts Both Ways - Chapter 4

The honey badger nodded. "she received a dose of tranquilizer intended for someone twice her body mass.

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What Will Happen To The Innocent?

She thought the plates to the kitchen table, then went back to grabbed the plate with the bacon on it, along with the jar of honey. mimi loved honey and had a habit of putting it on a lot of things she ate.

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Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 25

Mixed with some honey? that should fix you right up." "oh dear gods."

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Chapter Five

"oh come on," i pleaded, then i looked down in my hand and realized that i forgot to put the honey bunches of oats on the table. i started shaking the box and teased, "i have honey bunches of oats."

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Murciél's Madrigal

It seems to run into your ears and coat your thoughts like sticky, warm honey. though only idle small talk, you find yourself more and more attentive to the bat's tale. "but..." murciél continues.

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