Identity: Chapter Thirty-Six
He suddenly jumped up, walked around the coffee table, sat on the edge of ned's chair. "but let me tell you what else the money that i've earned from my place in the triad has bought." he held up a paw, counting off on the fingers.
The Interview
For once benedict had succumbed to the combination of boredom and nervousness that was sitting in a waiting room and had picked up one of the long out of date magazines from the coffee table which stood in the centre of the ring of fortunately very comfortable
Tales From The Bellhunterverse Ch3
Plotting out various mini-figures and set pieces alongside vernon’s sketches on the coffee table.
How to Seer, Part 7
Talapus was seated across the living room in a recliner had his feet up on the coffee table; he seemed to favor it instead of going to the trouble of using the flip-out foot rest.
Just Another Gay High School Romance chapter 5
There was a glass coffee table with a bunch of old newspapers scattered across the top. "hello sweetie!" a sweet and calming voice called out.
Playing With Magic- Ch2- Dreams
Two slices of buttered toast later and he had set breakfast up on the little coffee table. the sound of nails clicking on wood drew his gaze over to the hallway, where a sleepy looking vye stood, giving him a tired smile.
Love Is... Chapter 7
Stumbling backwards past the coffee table as emma shoved him aside, martin ducked and scooped up the book, the hobbit, which he'd been reading in his spare time over the last few days.
A Life Never Lived - Chapter 1 - Section 1
“bah, you are no fun," nyeusi said as he set his phone down on the coffee table and grabbed his mug of coffee. “come on, let's go get ready."
Wolfie Steel, Assassin/Bodyguard for hire, Part 34
I head down to the kitchen and begin the task of cooking our breakfast, suddenly my phone which is on the coffee table in the living room begins to ring, so i head out from the kitchen to answer it, i see from the display that it is senior doberman calling
Chapter 1: Capture
I squeezed my eyes closed, waiting for my brains to be splattered all over my coffee-table. then all hell broke loose.
Truth
The wolf replied, setting his empty cup back on the coffee table, very carefully not looking at her. there was something in his demeanor when he said that, that made her really look at him, seeking something out of place.
It's My Life
\>sarah set her plate down on the coffee table, and instead of sitting down, headed over to the tv. \>"we'll watch a movie while we eat, okay? there's nothing really good on tv right now, trust me. anything you had in mind to watch?"