The Winter Wasteland: Bl1zzard

grant asked. "no offense," he added to ron. "i agree with dr. pushy," lucas added, looking grant's way as if expecting a look of scorn from him, but to his apparent disappointment, grant barely gave her more than a sidelong glance.

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Gift From Heaven World Introduction

All power was granted by devil the same like in heaven from god. each gate had different hell magic.

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LiM Ch13 (FINAL!): Fission and Fusion.

grant followed his gaze and found nothing. knowing when his dad went into one of his odd daydreams, grant rolled his eyes and began walking back to the field.

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Prologue

grant said. jack nodded, walked to the register, and ordered a coffee. he waited for a minute, and picked up his coffee, and walked back to the table grant was sitting at. grant was taking off his scarf, and pulling something from his pocket.

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My Grand, Frozen Heart Part 2

"gotta lay off them cupcakes grant," i said, patting his jelly belly, "otherwise you'll be a cupcake." grant was a human, indigenous to the planet.

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Love

Unfortunately, for grant, he was with his boyfriend at the time...who dumped him a mere month later. it seemed instantly, grant and his mate, matthias, were together from that point. they helped each other so much, it seemed like it only fit.

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A Giant Problem XII

I fixed grant with my gaze. "how would you know this?" grant laughed. "i keep my ears to the ground, boy, and the good doctor here told me about what had happened.

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Infamy - Prologue

grant went back to the character creation menu, deleting the default blademaster and scrolling through the options. "holy crap! they have two new classes!" said grant. "psychic and assassin...they look like fish people."

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Black Glass

Will you grant me a new story? hello there, my love. will you grant me your heart? hello there, my love. will you grant me a new black glass? dedicated to a broken heart.

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A Giant Problem VI

Not picking up rocks and certainly not for someone like grant. "alright my dear boy, now we come to the actual heart of the operation, so to speak," grant said with barely constrained glee.

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Exactly As It Should Be

grant murmured, in a nearly silent whisper to himself.

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