The King's Contest
The three had heard the royal decree of the great king of parthia- he was a lion without an heir, long since a widower, very old and unable to produce a son, and about to pass away.
War Paint
"vixen's glow" would amplify the red in her fur, "black widow" would make her nose more ebony than the darkest night, a "venus' sword" razor for the white ear fur- everything so painstakingly and meticulously organized (though not as meticulously researched
Fate or fiction?
After that i never felt any pain, remorse, or pity that i leave my mate a widow. but a feeling cold enough to numb the pain, and warm enough to amplify the vitality i have left.
Red Barchetta
But the eccentric old coyote, who seemed to dote over daniel as though he were an adopted son (he himself was childless and widowed), had summoned his cousin for some reason, presumably to look at what he had been guarding.
That Gay Goth Dog
I begged "enough to step aside and weep like a widow" i got angry; "stop!" i growled, my claws un-sheathing themselves.
Rise to Ambition
However more males followed with ill intentions, as was the fate of widows. that night, calvin watched in horror as the males used and bred his mother before his eyes by the order of the panther. he hated how they treated his family.
His brother's rifle
He couldn't answer his mind filled with thoughts of the wolf, his friend, the woman he had widowed and their now fatherless children.
The Dragon Librarian of Winter Hallows
Macdougal and the widow addair a chance, at last, to roll free and breathe again. he watched as the pair gasped and struggled to roll to their hands and knees.
The Stages - A 22 weeks companion novella
If i hadn't moved when i did, you'd be reading this posthumously, maybe as a eulogy at your funeral, or a letter to shadi along with a message from the ministry, regretfully informing her that she was a widow and her son was fatherless.
Murder & Gin
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Past Sins
Taking advantage of a grieving father and widower to further one's own political standing was just as disgusting. "so, figment, are you done torturing me?" demrin asked, his voice had lost its usual sarcastic luster. it now sounded tired and weak.
A Glass Of Water
She had already an offer for a new job, a very well paid position, after all she was now the widow of a sort of a national hero. again she had a look on the paycheck she held in her hands.