Sunwolves. (Prospective title) (Not by me)
One of the men in the lead mercenary group spoke, in what was a sure mockery of the very same central accent. there were a few snickers. "you may have your discretion of postings, gentlemen."
Wylde Fyre - Chapter Three
But the accent on the radio sounded like it _could_ have been saudi, but the accent was clipped, gruff, and short. he paused, his thumb hovering over the button.
Mercurius Express — Prologue
His tone carried the slight guttural, arlemanian accent. richard introduced himself as well before he picked up the menu card and looked through the list of food that was offered that night.
Beasts of Barlow Road 1
She asked with a very perky irish accent. sasha lifted her head and frowned at her then looked towards her brother who stared at the cart intensely.
Episode 2: The Brawl of Forthac Cross.
The final black clad goon laughed with an accent. "that stupid bitch wouldn't let me connect."
A Tail of Two Peoples - Onwards
He said again, with his falskin accent in place. he entered into the room to find it surprisingly quiet.
Nightworld 02: The Prey Dynamic
She spoke in english, with a thick russian accent clinging to her words. "but few are prepared for their first encounter with the vampire." jaro only stared at her. "how long..." he cleared his throat, trying to get everything warmed up.
Twilight Part 1
Her tone all bubbly with her russian accent as she leaps out of bed. the canines grins a little "kyra, i was wondering if the alarm would wake you up." her voice baring an australian accent.
Mistaken Identity (chpt 3)
"cut the accent, i know its face." he gave a sly smile. "you caught me."
OSOD- The Begining
The mouse slammed the door in his usual, puffed fashion and snapped harshly in his hispanic accent, "w'ere have you been?" "on break." "breaks like dat cause one to become careless. see the file i left you?"
Working Title (Ch. 1.)
He seems decent, even though his accent is thicker than chowder.
Lackadaisy: Missing Linkage - Excerpt
Viktor's unrelenting slavic accent and horrific grammar threatened to send a shudder through mordecai's lanky frame; to distract himself he turned to look at a lamp, idly brushing fingers across the shade, frowning as a thin layer of dust cascaded to the floor