Chapter 3- The Letter
ian poked his head in and laughed, "your right."
Chapter Eleven
ian p.o.v hell. that's what i've been experiencing ever since this damn break started. all i've come to know is pain, and pain is all that i will ever know.
Calming the War
Tall, most noble fighter ian great bear of power unmatched derion bat skillful in mind all leaders of a rebellion doomed to die escape from anthrexion their home world they did. khan the fox managed this across the stars the anthrexian's sailed.
Eternal Mortality: Burling Burning
But perhaps, ian is not the best furson to turn to for these kinds of needs... the people of the border town, the people of burling. hail ian as "the key to the return of the gods" and riot against their oppressors.
Sleep Well, My Sweet
I still hadn't gone to meet ian; i wanted to be ready before i went to see him. poor ian, i hadn't told him i'd moved. as far as he knew, i was still in the states, chatting with him from hundreds of miles away.
Chapter 1- Forget
ian sounded a little mad from larsons answer. before they went to bed larson examined ian, who was a lot taller then him and much bigger, ian was pretty much one and a half larson's aside from the height.
Family History - Ch3
"ian? i'm here love.. excuse me if i don't get up, your son is using my liver as a punchbag" he found her, laid his head on her swollen belly and she felt tears falling on her sensitive skin. "ian? are you ok?" "mags.. they killed my mom.
Ferretville P.D. Ep. 04 - Passion's White Heat
A wide-eyed ian watches. “if that was true, if you really liked me before, then you wouldn’t have gotten it up for nina.” she says with an aggressively sensual growl. “look, we talked about that, okay?
Chapter 2: The Beginning
I looked to ian's bed; we sleep in the same room. he wasn't there. "ian?" i called softly. no response. that's odd: ian always sleeps in. why is he awake now, and where is he? i looked to my bed.
The Railroad - Routine - 1.1 - 1.2
I raised an eyebrow at ian, but the retriever decided to pretend he hadn't noticed my skepticism. well, it seems i'm not the only one who noticed.
Eternal Mortality: From Ronald To Ian
Under ian: freedom of speech strained. freedom of religion restored. "i really don't care what people believe. just pay your damn taxes." - ian fastolf the gray watch becomes a far more sinister arm of the government.
Taste of Fire: Line Them Up
Your name's ian isn't it?" ian smiled. "yes it is, sorry i didn't introduce myself. my mind is a bit preoccupied." he apologized, scratching the back of his head. "it's alright.