Through the Looking Glass: Penance: Chapter 1-B

"you definitely don't sound like your average runaway, that's for sure," commented tigress across from where the praying mantis sat as she rapped her fingers lightly against the table.

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Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 8

Just pretend like nothing happened, just like your mo-_ sarah rapped her knuckles smartly against the door, almost hard enough to draw blood. she waited. and she waited.

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Tales From the Black -- Stardust (Chapter 1)

Zion stood at the door to the bridge, cautiously optimistic regarding the coming conversation, he gave a rap on the door, and reached over to the intercom, "permission to

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 6

She picked up the hammer (with the stubby arrow still sticking out of the top) and gave it a smart rap against the table. "notion to expel the wolves: _denied_.

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Amber Silverblood: Chapter Thirty Four

The rap music, i noted, was actually turned off. this should have made me happy, but all it did was drive home how serious the situation was. "those creeps have messed with me for the last time," d.k. said when we were in there.

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Early breakfast (VORE WARNING)

But when he reached the point where he was closer to the dragon's den than he was to the comforts of his own home, there was no sense in turning back, and the hybrid only let out an aggravated huff before approaching his close friend's home and rap-tap-tapping

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A Shamus' Shame

The typical low mechanical whirr of my lazily turning ceiling fan, the standard source of sound in my office was punctuated by a rapping on the door that caused my tan furred paw to halt in its trek to bring the smoke back to my dark muzzle.

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Torn Prelude Part 1

The tendrils rapped themselves around my spine and then my heart, all this hurt more than anything i had ever felt before. i couldn't even make a sound it hurt so bad. i was left there unable to move, all i could do was stare at the old clock. ?

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Moving in (pt. 1)

This story does not contain sex or anything remotely sexual, but still contains some language not suitable for some people, like catholics, jewish mothers, and anti-rap people. =^\_^= i'm only kidding about the jewish mother part. enjoy!

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What Was Broken [4]

The judge rapped his gavel smartly to restore order. "so, after he ordered you to perform fellatio, he climaxed?" "no, i probably would've puked." anthony lowered his hand and shrugged, still smiling that strange little smile.

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Amber Silverblood: Chapter Thirty Two

The door squeaked on its hinges as i stepped inside, but i'm sure they couldn't have heard it over the ever-present rap music blasting from the living room.

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Amber Silverblood: Chapter Twelve

Chapter twelve the clock on my nightstand told me it was two minutes past midnight when a sharp rap came at my door. it didn't wake me, since i had been far too worried to sleep.

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