Kaiju ga Gotoku 4.8 - The Rage of Youth
The moth flapped his wings to sweep farther. "it's the fact we're on a tight budget, he's getting more and more stressed because we can't get more funding."
Kaiju ga Gotoku 2.1 - The Funeral
In a furious fit the turtle rushed with a violent swing, but the moth leapt aside and whipped out a long wiry rope from her fingers that latched round the top of his head.
The Bashful Bee
# The Bashful Bee ## By TheCrafters001 Featuring: Bronze the Synth Sythe the Synth I'm shaking, mostly out of nervousness... The worst thing about being in public is that I hate people bumping into me, only for them to run...
Terms of Service - Chapter 6
Laskas enthused, the small fur covered kobold flapping his moth wings as he moved his hands around miming the scene they had just seen, "it was fantastic, made my heart thump so hard i thought i was going to faint."
Kaiju ga Gotoku 8.3 - Rebirth
The moth spread her arms. "or the government, this is a war crime waiting to happen!"
A Quick Bout and Devious Plans
This one was flying and had a moth-like appearance: dustox. jaden again brought out his pokedex to get a scoop on his new opponent... "dustox: the moth pokemon. this pokemon is the evolved form of cascoon.
Zikita: chapter 2
The ship was not not moth bigger that an aircraft whit out it wings. the hight felt like i could be to floors of it. the only place it was a big different in since of ur aircraft or this was its whit.
To love a Succubus 6
.~ **\*** so this one is clean, i know 6 moths no posts and i come back with a clean emotional chapter, for shame kirsten, i promise number 7 will have some fun in it and it wil not take me 6 moths to finish **\*** **to love a succubus 6 (the great
KINGDOM OF FELIS: Prologue
"moth," bird called, motioning for his maid to come closer. she took a few cautious steps forward, stopping just short of him. "send word to the general. let him know about this development... and, make sure that news does not reach heather.
Allure
Allure (04/08/2018) left stunned by the form before my eyes, your exquisite effervescence draws me, like a moth to a flame i hover in awe, close enough to see your glory, but with distance to guard me from your burning rays, lest i be engulfed
too war
There on a blood darkened wall hang his comrade with flies and moths drinking the blood that oozed from the bruises and wounds that covered the length of his body.
Wishing Well
I remember that one late august night, watching the moths mob the lantern's amber light, the summer wind playing with the flame, your ebon hair, swaying, caressed your neck. i saw you swallow. i envied your spit.