Collared - Chapter 14 - Daydream
Everett stormed out of the room, there was nothing useful for him there. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "totally psycho crazy."
Not So Retired Any More XXII
"too unreliable for the psycho. too hard to control." the tiger frowned, and weighed the options. even with his flash suppressor on, the shot would be heard if he took the mouse out.
Born This Way: Chapter 5
He was probably scared i was some sort of psycho given the way i'd reacted to him. we ran four laps, the last at top speed, and every lap i tried to stay close to ollie, watching him as he put his all into running.
Coming Up With A Plan
What kind of psycho is that man?" "only the best kind. notoriously hard to kill too. saved my life over ten years ago. hell, i think he's saved everybody's life at one point or another.
Tage im Juni - LEHRMEISTER (1) - Ger
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Lonely Oak Chapter 37
He was probably using his secret psycho powers on her. and it was working. she raised her head, took in a deep breath and said, "i guess...i just got tired of it." "'it'?" he questioned. "what's 'it'?"
MY HUSBAND'S A BUTCHER
He stared at me with that psycho look. drool dripped in between my eyeballs. everything is real. it must be. my husband is a killer. he pulled out a meat cleaver and pressed it into my shoulder. my muffled screams sounded through his paw.
The Perfect Murder for the Perfect Murderer
"read that, then you'll know everything that psycho knew," said the cop as he walked off. time passed and everyone departed. furs went back into their homes and the cops and perimedics had left kevin all alone on the stoop.
All's Fair In Love And Cinnamon War
"are you some kinds of psycho?" "what? i'm thinking about what's good for us.
Mojave Redemption - Part 12
The raiders had to be on jet or psycho or something similar to run even faster than them after a protracted firefight, and for this long.
Be Careful Where You Take A Rest
psycho's would have already slit her throat and then decorated the shack with her blood and flesh. so these thugs were probably either slavers, hunting on a lonely trail instead of on a well travelled road, or some pack of green amateurs.
The Yulpa Circuit
"eyes on the prize, ya psycho!" **"scraaaaawwwww!"** jack was right, it was time to get her head out of the proverbial clouds and focus!