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?"
Ragnarok - XIX
Barbara is the patron saint of cannoneers and those in danger of a sudden death, due to th circumstances of her matyrdom: her father beheaded her and then was killed by being struck by lightning.
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.
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.
A Breaking of Brothers
What was more amazing were his wooden carvings; the saints he had crafted in miniature through rosewood had been even added to the mantelpiece of the refractory.
Through a Screen
My thumb traced its way to sault sainte marie. fuck distance. five days past, much more slowly this time. my sleep was disrupted, partly because of finals and partly because of anxiety. call it a flaw, but i took my friends' issues as my own.
A Soldier's Memory
Like the desert fox unit, they held saint de foux bridge against an entire wolfen battalion. their courage raised morale for all other units in the city.