Iros; Day 3
"my, my, my, such a stormy temper that's not good for a future hero." she said a second later. of course my angry come back to her baiting comment was very predictable. the voice didn't even bother to reply, it wisely left that question unanswered.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 38
They were together for only the briefest time on that stormy night when the fates cruelly ripped them apart, and now the exact same thing was about to happen again. she didn't know if she could go through this. she couldn't lose him! not again!
Skylands: Hypoxia and Edema
A shadow, darker than the night of the stormy skies, passed overhead. she glanced up, despite the fear that screamed for her to look away. the base of the creature's neck, long and serpentine, was still passing.
Endless Struggle: Chapter 2
It was a stormy night. rain pounded against the roof of her room, sounding like an army was marching over her head. soon, she hears an urgent tapping at her window. as she approaches, she sees white ears poking up from the window sill.
Dark Mood
It was truly going to be a dark and stormy night... it was truly going to be perfect, sean thought with a slow smile as he watched his buddy's van pull up.
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 38
They were together for only the briefest time on that stormy night when the fates cruelly ripped them apart, and now the exact same thing was about to happen again. she didn't know if she could go through this. she couldn't lose him! not again!
Thrown Back: Chapter 13
He was a sleek warrior with fur the color of a stormy sky and black edging on his ears that was considered quite handsome. he was the envy of his village because he was able to navigate the mountains of their territory with ease.
To Love the High Mage
The sky rumbled with a terrible thunder that had nothing to do with stormy weather, and the clouds above flickered blood red with flashes of white and yellow and blue. she knew what was happening.
Brothers of Vash: Chapter 1 - First Heroic Act
#1 of brothers of vash **chapter 1 : first heroic act** ** ** it was a stormy night. a black van was parked at the locked entrance of the bank. it was half pass twelve.
My Nightmare
As i slowly drifted off though, images came at me like gusts of wind on a stormy day. things we had done, things we planned on doing, all came flowing in one stream-line series of events.
Juryokine: Exile of Heroes, Chapter Forty Five
"i'm here," she answered, her glowing wings marking her in the stormy darkness as she ran back up onto the deck. she stopped when she saw kuerlo lying on the ground. "why haven't you--" "because we might still need him. where's shen?"
A House is Not a Home
Teran kept a constant stream going in the face of the stormy siege from the sink. both ended up soaked to the bone._ the microwave beeped, signaling that teran's meal was ready.