Nightworld 07: Lady of the House
Jaro heard scratching and biting, and his stomach turned as the rotting fish smell met his nose. "flares, frankie-fuck, flares!" he said, backing up as the dingo cracked one.
Synthetic Unlife
She wanders the town, finding a depot of military vehicles, the tires having long since dry rotted, the tracks rusted, and some lack either.
Die Welt des goldenen Mondes - Kapitel 20: Neues Städtchen. Verliebte Mädchen.
Jedoch blieben der rothaarigen dame die worte im hals stecken, als sie reiga sah und wurde kurz daraufhin etwas rot im gesicht.
Our Goddess - Chapter 1 - The Shrine
But given its age and how long it had been abandoned, akari expected the shrine to be barely more than rotted wood and dirt, with only the hardier stone statues remaining as evidence of its original intent.
Armourbound
The small valley stank of burnt flesh, leather and fur, the disturbingly sweet stench of rotting blood and flesh on the turn. roe stared like a wide eyed child his mouth open as his mind went blank.
Through the Looking Glass: Pennance: Prologue
With his skill, he defeated the notorious criminal tai lung, who had lusted after the legendary dragon scroll for 20 years of rotting in prison. however, this came with a price; tai lung had a great blow dealt to his ego.
Reality Check - by Nathan Iverson
Not rotting on a piece of furniture in front of some electrical device infected by the media but instead by personally experiencing it, having the chance to touch it if you so desired.
None So Vile 29: Wild Hunt
“the rot, i mean to say. if it is dead as you say, can we not simply cut it out and be done with it?" “i can remove the rot," alabaster explained.
The Coffin: Part 1
Pulling nimbus back to his side, he thrust his torch into a gaping mouth of a zombie, lighting the rotted flesh on fire. excellent. now he had a separate light source and an incapacitated foe. more swings of rotted clubs, more minor bruises.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 90
He could feel the warmth of its breath on his neck, smell the fetid stench of blood and rot invading his nostrils. ander spun around and came face to face with the horror of his blackest dreams, a horror he had hoped to never see again.
Ch 4. By Dawn We Meet Again
Immediately shattered, scattered memories drowned his vision, remembering dreams of waking up in those arms, only to turn around and find nothingness, or to find him but then wake up alone, or to find him rotting and dead, or to find him alive, but angry or
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 27: When the Curtain Rises
“rot,” zaelith replied. “dressed in silver and sentiment.” the silence hung. not comfortable. measured. “you’re worried.” cassian said at last. “i am _bored_,” zaelith corrected.