University Story - Chapter 8 : Part 4
Keith hung up the phone and put it on alex's nightstand. he took a seat on his bed, and looked up to the door. he wondered if alex would come back, or if he should go after him.
Scales and Honor- Viridian Night: Chapter 12
_ he hung his head and let out a heavy sigh. he could even smell the fear from the humans lingering in the air. "we have to do _something_."
Dinner Visit
He quickly stood and hung his head. "nu-uh, we wasjus playin, papa. i didn do nofin bad." "you okay, tommy? he wasn't too rough on you was he?" he offered a paw to the panda.
Curse of the Mannequin
I immediately hung up, staring at the pants. i dialed him again, just in case i had imagined it. his phone started ringing. i hung up again. why didn't he bring his phone with him when he went out? that was even weirder still.
Chapter 8: Epilogue
Some of earth hung in view, a sliver of blue and white shining on the right side. to the far left was a frame of debris, leftover junk spinning around in orbit, the aftermath of the massive battle against the royal dominion.
Going Green: Sean and the City
He'd slept with a few friends in college and at the local mosque but nothing compared to the organ that hung over him now.
Grad-Bash Part 8
The flannel shirts were hung up on one side of the room, not in any particular order, with some cheap necklaces hanging to the right of them accompanied by brown leather belts. the jeans were lying on an oak table with the t-shirts.
UTOverse: Surrender (Part 4)
She kicked the punching bag, and the frame it hung from shook. her parents took everything away! they always did!
Population Control 7 - Opening Borders
His heart leapt up into his chest as he suddenly felt himself suspended in midair, the rope his only lifeline as he hung there in the vast expanse.
Discipline
He hung up the phone and i perked my ears, knowing it was time. “all right, pup, now that all that unpleasantness is behind us…how about we show you off around the station?"
What You Deserve
They could be dragged through the streets, hung up for a time, or just locked away somewhere.
An Apprehensive Introduction
My grandparents cared deeply for me proven by the portrait of myself from around that time naked in a bucket freshly bathed with a huge smile on my face hung on their living room wall to this day.