First Impressions
_ felicia desperately wanted to use a bad word, at least in her internal monologue. it took far more effort than earning a doctorate had required for her to stop at carefully setting the plate down and not becoming violently ill.
Day 11
They must have picked up on my internal monologue, "of course, of course! we are still working trying to isolate and shut down the virus, but doctor willins seems to -" despite his first words, one of the doctors tried to continue.
Not So Retired Any More XXVII
The mouse completely missed the hypocrisy of her own internal monologue. there, laid out on a concrete bench, was the fur they'd come to pick up.
Hollin's Bad Day: A Hollin Arensen Story
The jaguar's internal monologue was interrupted as he snapped out of it and looked up. to his surprise, he found cavan in the cell, with his muzzle so close that hollin could feel the dog's warm breath on his face. the glowing barrier had disappeared.
Love Lost, Chapter 11a: Excesses.
"my wife would take offense to that sentiment, human velasquez," carlos felt echo in his mind so loud that it obliterated any other internal monologues that might be vying for conscious contemplation.
The Railroad - Journey - 4.7
“if i…” 74258 hesitated, halting my internal monologue. “if i were female, would you have accepted me just now?” he spoke so slowly that his words seemed to echo in my mind. “yes.”
Torpedo Run Chapter 26
She sat forward, reassured by his agreement with what her internal monologue had been shouting at her despite her misgivings and the risks. "all stations, begin in thirty seconds." "aye, captain!" echoed across the bridge.
Not So Retired Any More VII
The black tiger shouldered his rifle, far too busy to recall the irony of his previous internal monologue as he sighted through the acog's magnification and put two rounds into the head of a scruffy-looking fur dressed in rags who'd popped over the
Star Fox: Ascension #07 OBLIVION
Once through her ears and once in her head, every word a clone of itself as she read his mind, with his internal monologue was faster and drenched in detail.
Could Make a Good Faux-Classical Tragedy
I don't know what i did during my internal monologue, because i was for some reason still in trace's arms and he was looking at me like he had done something wrong and he was in physical pain because of it, or something. it made me feel kind of bad, too.
Exit Strategy
"i can't give you any proof that will make you automatically trust me," was her honest response, interrupting his internal monologue.
Black Sheep Wall
And unknowingly breaking up his wife's internal monologue. assumpta gave no response to his cheery words. there was no point, in her mind. she simply continued telling of her day. "later, i was working the cash register.