Hatchlings: Dehious' Death (Spinoff, Promise Me by Dead By April)
**promise me to think of us, as a time so wonderful, so wonderful promise me to think of us, still bright, still colorful, still colorful promise me to look back at us, as a time in your life, you enjoyed** **promise me to think of us, as a time
wander ~ Chapter 19
I didn't really think anything special of her, and i think there was another girl i liked at the time, but i don't remember.
Doodle Story: Nowhere to Shit
"okay...okay o'donnell...just ignore it...and don't think of piss." it's ironic really, when you tell yourself not to think about something, and suddenly that's _all_ you can think about.
Pledged in Blood - Part Two
“i think that's what he was really after. all these books you said were on nation-building, on historical alliances, and so on. i think…" nesh rubbed the back of his neck. “i think this alliance, he wanted, with my people or with shevar.
A Trainer's Tale - Chapter 8
I think that today is going to be a long day. a very long day.
My life as a dragon slave: Prologue
You think that this will make us fall for you so we can do all your hard work and make us work all crazy for you? well i don't think that this little trick of yours will work on us!"
Stories From Elton High | Chapter 26
I don't even have to think about it; i'm just scared of where he will take things next. "well, if you love him enough, you shouldn't even care what he thinks." he starts stacking books and clothes into an open suitcase on the floor.
Family Days 11
I mean, the first year i didn't even think about dating--didn't even think about my sexuality.
Forest Keep 1
Wide-eyed daughter "i knew a little about that mama", cill replied, thinking of the human's penis.
Part 1--Sense Of Fashion
"w-what do you think?" alika shrugs. "don't get me wrong. i think you're a pervert, but i also think you're not just a pervert. if excitement was all you wanted, wearing panties in private would be enough." she poked me in the shoulder.
The Life of Another - Chapter 25
What were you thinking when you made that fake i.d. anyway? thirty-nine years old?! even a blind person can tell that's not your age! hell, you're lucky if people even think you're actually eighteen!" "shut up!" i snapped.
The Half-Moon Tribe
Now, don't think i hate my job. my name is slayn, head strider for the half moon wolf caern. it is nestled in what many of you would call modern day europe, somewhere near france, i think.