Cinder And Bone: Chapter One
The grass type, however, found the femme fatale not on her face, as he'd hoped, but instead hovering with the aid of her wings. she giggled. "well aren't you full of surprises."
A man with a stag's head (part 1/?)
One was a dark-skinned, tall, south american femme fatale with a ph.d. in biomedical science and the other was a lamb-faced postal worker with an ashy complexion and a surprisingly basso, sonorous voice.
Final Requiem: Chapter 2
Many thoughts ran through his mind, especially around the fact he was being haunted by this femme fatale...spirit thing.
Tainted Glory Chapter 13: The Battle Chateau
She had all the makings of those femme fatale secretaries in the movies. her clothes and hair were flawless, not a single wrinkle or hair out of place, marking her attention to detail and lack of tolerance for flaws.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book VI Chapter 6
Danox is simply the male counterpart of the femme fatale that ruled over our lands all that time ago. black is the color of despair and death, something that is far more empowered when black dragons reach adult age and become big.
Jecht's Story
"now that's a hot man" said the femme fatale. blushing as if she didn't realize what she said, she quickly retreated to the room.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book VI Chapter 10
From the femme fatale during her reign of terror and the scared and lost girl after the transformation back to her natural form.
Serpents and Supers
Frostfire quipped, pushing the blue and white femme fatale out the manhole. "it's been years since i got to blow shit up." she snapped. "i miss it so." the three soon reached the front lines.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book V Chapter 14
Amela cocked her head, it was a peculiar sight to see, despite the insults and the rough aura the dragoness constantly emanates, making her the popular, alluring femme fatale type, emphasis on the fatale, right now she was absolutely adorable.
A Change In The Wind (Act1, Book2, Chapter13)
You're like some sort of femme fatale superhero chick. i'd love to see you going all _le femme nikita_ on their asses, but i'd rather do it from far away." "me? pft! _hero_ my_ass_." karla rolled her eyes. "so what comes next?"
Eudaemon III: Rebirth / Act V, Part 6
Cherry heard a thick, sickening crushing sound... and the screams died away to the faintest of gurgles from the death-pit of machinery below, the femme fatale kissing the back of her hand and then tossing a two-fingered salute over the edge of the bridge,
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book X Chapter 39
Bloody red with black really stir that ominous feeling when looking at you and your markings together with the bracelets and choker perfectly tie the image of a mysterious femme fatal together.