G.R.R. Chapter 16: Wargames
This has to end in poetic justice because if i can't do it here then i will never get to do it. i start to growl. his punches are still hitting me in the face, but i don't care. we have spit each other across the building and are still standing.
A Bard's Tale - Chapter One.
The song was about the fabled eagle, which i wrote after hulek told me of the tavern's namesake, i think i did it poetic justice.
Gile's Guardian Angel: Despair
It seemed like something in this world favored the village and since it was attacked, something came to its aid in feeling of almost poetic justice. the creature walked closer as steps rocked closer as it stood in the center.
Everwinter Ch37: Pit of Despair
Some would call it poetic justice that coyotes now face the same fate, but i only see a perpetual cycle of suffering." "your point?" i asked. aeternus focused on me, "magic has always divided us in a way that other differences cannot.
Life in the Apocalypse: Chapter 23
I don't know if that would be poetic justice or not, and frankly, i don't care. what i do know is that he's hundreds of feet below us and protected from all sides.
Twilight Part 4
The wolfess in a way thinks it's poetic justice, she also thinks it was simply inevitable given recent events and that space isn't so dead after all, that of it wasn't going to be magnum it would be some other power there.
Life in the Apocalypse: Chapter 27
Call it a coincidence, call it poetic justice, call it whatever you want because that's not the point right now!" i grabbed his broken collar piece and pulled him closer, less than an inch away from my face.
Misha's College Calamity
Also got somethin' for you, poetic justice style." "really, i don't..." misha tried. "no, no, no. we're doin' this." big b insisted, "me and k.c. are gonna be directly responsible for you. tonight, _he_ is gonna be _your_ wingman. and me?
Vector's Memoirs; The Chaotix That Was (Part Two)
But his last sentence planted a seed, only sprouting three days later, while it all played out; poetic justice for the stakes i tapped slowly down through both of us. i took a moment to check my watch as i glided toward the exit.
Broken Pieces. Chapter Thirty-Five.
A poetic justice, as he saw it. but now…? there was a sniffing sound and the jaguar glanced upwards, towards the end of the hallway. it was so dark. he was growing so cold bosch couldn’t feel his toes. his vision was blurry, but he still saw it.
Downtime - Ch. 15 (MHO)
Bit of poetic justice there.” kuna snickered and shrugged. “honestly, i just want to forget about those assholes now. but by all means, have fun with it.”
The Kennel
I always was one for poetic justice. the toned muscles in my legs threw me more than two meters in the air, a clean arc through the high ceilinged room that was not intended to merely protect me from the attack.