Chapter Four
A thick wooden rack grew up out of the infertile ground. even in the fading light of evening, the rack loomed its threat in the distance, the pockmarked wood testament of hard use.
Tangles - chapter3: Malls and Balls
Aaron said as he looked through a rack of hideous collard shirts. eric gave him a sideways glance. "ya... here, let me show you a store that might be a bit better for you."
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Twelve
Kulgan felt around the coat rack. he didn't need a coat, his poncho was enough, but despite his tough words there _was_ something he needed.
New Threads: Halloween pt. 1
She pulled it off the rack and gave it a once over, it was a short dress, looking to only reach just the top of the thighs, with long sleeves and a turtle neck.
Ice Soldier Chapter 1
He just looks at the chief, then turns and walks over to his barrack rack, and then climbs up onto it, being followed by the now very pissed chief. the chief demanded that he explain now, or that an officer of higher rank would become involved.
The Victor's Cup - Chapter 5: The Endgame (Mild Version)
The domino chain of racks was reaching them. the orange husky sprinted even faster and u-turned down the next row of racks. niall skidded to a stop and watched dusty disappear down the racks that were almost crashing down on him.
The Madness of Mrs. Frank
Or to grab a bottle of the red wine from the racks that lined the walls. with irritation, i reminded myself that i _must_have the oaken racks replaced with cherry wood, that it could properly match and not grate my nerves unnecessarily as i worked.
life with a dragon chapter three
I open the door and go to the far wall where the key rack is, and grab a lanyard with the keys to the most recent project on it. i then open the door closest to the key rack and walk over to the recently built camaro.
Blue
Robert's black hair floated in the slow breeze and he started to walk toward the bike rack. he noticed all the different bikes and found his blue bike leaning up against the rack, waiting patiently to be taken back home.
...and thou
The third stall wasn't selling fruit; it shaded an elderly wolf lady sitting on a _hali_, surrounded by racks of bottles. she sniffed the air as he approached. "come for juice, young wolf?" he smiled and sat down in front of her.
Merciless Ch. 4
"just that one" he said pointing to a hunting rifle over on a rack above his fireplace. i picked up an m4 with the works. "i am in fuckin heaven!!"
That Gay Goth Dog (part 6)
"sure, go get the rack of basketballs." she said giving me the keys. after she did i nodded and ran to the storage closet to get the rack. after i did i walked back with them seeing the others already running. "what i miss?" i asked.