Seas Be Ours - Chapter 2
Victor gave her a winning grin as if he were a saint. "i never do." 'if only that were true.' she thought in response. jessica had expect him to go right into whatever scheme or plan he wanted to involve her in.
Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 3
We'll meet at dusk, by the statue of the saint of sancre tor." nusha squinted at her, trying to figure out her game. the girl was probably just covering herself in the likely instance that she didn't receive the help she sought. "fine.
Anger Issues
"sir it's a medical condition we've been over this," she said with the patience of a saint. she thought of kittens and how they might enjoy a piece of string. "don't waste my time with that psychosomatic bollocks! just fix the problem at hand!"
Chapter 1
saint alan over alastair college, 20-19. =============== "oh, shit! oh shit, look at that jump!" "...holy crap. what a play. good thing that guy wasn't on me today."
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Sixteen
"excuse you, lass, but saint patrick didn't drive the snakes out of ireland for me to give up my seat tonight. there's a folding chair over there. good enough?" ethan went to get it without a word, and i glared at aesop. "what is your deal today?"
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 49
saint of the valley! line up your cripples, your sick and weary, your lost, crying children! there's no charity case too big or too small for this vixen!_ _shut up._ _because the more miserable you are, the merrier she'll be!
A Warrior's Heart, Chapter 26
"don't think i'm some kind of saint, wind blade," strong soul chided, "it isn't just me that's bearing it. the links help more than i ever knew.
Therian Intro (working title)
The saint bernard known as jack dropped richard only to pull him around and into another hug. "someone's happy to see me." "it's my phone." richard replied curtly. "how many times?" "until you return the hug." "not going to happen. your lunch break?"
Mercurius Express — Chapter 2
Also, i distinctly remembered that you still have a thing going on between you and one inspecteur hugo janvier from saint-verseaux.
Chapter 2 - Home and Hearth
"saint in living flesh he is." i headed over to the table, looking for the guy. sweeper stew, as we called it, is a rare meal for us. usually we have porridge of some kind, maybe soup now and then.
Red Moon Rises
Yet woe be it the drunken alchemist or the 'saintly' sisters to look upon a lowly shop maid with even basic respect. she flinched as strong winds howled through the ancient ruins, producing a dull, rusted knife intended for harvesting.
Playing For the Other Team
This cocky stallion rolled his eyes before saying, "ain't no way this little saint would ever have a girlfriend." "y-yeah, not a date," lucas agreed, sounding oddly relieved. i listened carefully to the sound of his voice. what was that tone?