The Search for Ka'Le (2/15)
"chestnut," alkali quickly answered. "can we just go already?" draggor interrupted. "the clock is now ticking and the longer we stay here, the closer we are to where our stories of why we left are slowly becoming unraveled.
Hunting the Hunter
Suddenly, a man riding a chestnut horse tore through the bushes and headed straight for the running young man. raising a bow, the lord took aim at the frightened lad.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 30: The Road to Thornwell
The sun caught the sheen of his coat, chestnut fur dusted with copper light, and his shirt pulled tight across his chest when he reached for a waterskin. axton meant to thank him for the ride. he really did.
The Outlander 1 3
Wateru's carp was the centrepiece, garnished with bamboo chutes, water chestnuts, peppers, bean sprouts and drizzled lightly in a sweet sauce made from honey, coriander leaves and lemon juice.
Teaser 1
Her hair came down in long chestnut locks, framing a delicate face and bright blue eyes. a simple cloth top tied around her chest preserved her modesty, and her figure beneath the water was hidden from view.
Expiration Date, Part 1
I asked him for some more time, and we went to sit at another picnic table, this one under a great spreading chestnut tree (where, no doubt, longfellow's village smithy would stand, were he still in existence).
A tasteful Easter
They both shook their heads and looked at geoffrey's father, who was lifting his son up so that he could see into one of the nests in the chestnut tree. “there aren't any here either, dad...”
Senior Year Ch. 1: History
Bruce barns, an impossibly tall, chestnut horse, took it upon himself to call me out that day. we were all sprawled across a stretch of beach, enjoying the cool breeze on an otherwise hot day. april and i were on towels, laying in the sun.
Shades of Grey
The chestnut mare set her jaw and threw a buck, head between her forelegs. the black stallion over the electric fence tape snickered and curled his upper lip back from his teeth.
Roommates - "These Are My Reflections" Chapter 1
One particular chickadee, a chestnut-colored raccoon in volleyball player attire, even had the gall to slip a piece of paper into his back-pocket (also giving her a nice feel of his posterior), which contained her cell number.
Preying on the Past - Ch. 1 Bridging Two Worlds
Her chestnut fur glistened in the dewy morn as she groaned in her sleep, her incisors working at my ear, a habit that, while different, i wasn't complaining about.
Dawn of Chaos pt 6
I took a moment as i walked behind her to admire her body, her hair was chestnut brown but coated in dirt, she was lean but not emaciated and her ass filled her pants nicely.