Wait, Jerry
So yeah, for your reading fetish, here is a story. time stops for just a second. i feel my guts pulling back painfully, air being pressed out of my lungs as my organs heave backwards.
Chapter Two: Promise to the Stars
It reminded me of story time in kindergarten, with kat in the role of teacher. a chill suddenly ran down my spine at the thought. trying to gauge what she was saying, i glanced at the others, hoping it would give me an idea of how to proceed.
Friendship Trail
It's story time again my furry friends ^^ i worked on this story while i was on holiday (it was raining xd) i really enjoyed writing this one almost as much as the last one ^^ the characters were a spur of the moment thing my imagination poofed up when i thought
One Step Closer - FBA
Short story time from the world that is the furry basketball association. today we will feature jona vastenhout, one of the two players i have enlisted into the fba draft for this year.
Chapter 6: Althernate Dawn
It's story time my little cor cow." bianca teased to lyn, then she turned her attention to ian. "you people killed my father!" she yelled.
What Kind of Force
"mm ... story-time's over," tess muttered with a girlish grin. "yeah, before it even started," audrey added grumpily. the male desert mouse blinked, looking at the two squirrel femmes. and looking to aria (for help).
Good Enough Chapter 7
I think story time's over for now." he reached for his paper, but damien was quicker. he snatched the paper away, holding it just beyond thomas's reach.
Midnight Mischief (Journey Of Brothers Sequel)
story times not over!" "mmm i think it is. i need my rest. my breathing is still bad..." kaliq said softly. "nooo, dad," jaffar barked, wiggling against his brother vaddon and his sister xaria. "that was too long ago! you can't still be hurt!
Nestine Capabilities 2: Plastic Gazebo Of Horror
story time has arrived everyone & enjoy :) do you want an orignal storytell piece made by sparkle lemur, dm for details for me, however, establish an personal connection idea of being sandwiched between thee trash straitjacket pods of blacken blue plastic
Riftspace: First Contact
“i don’t _need_ story-time, i _need_ five minutes without your voice in my head!” “i understand.” another brief stutter, and he spoke in a tinny, canned, robotic voice. “sleep deprivation has many effects on health, including—” “god, stop! stop!”
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Three
Freed from his binds at last, vakaal continued his story. time wound forward once more. he snatched up a handful of his sand figurines, clutching them to his chest.
A life's worth
.** **and now...story time. hope you enjoy.** **\*\*\*** the sun bore down on his skin and the earth rumbled under his bottom. "how long, jean long?" "yong enough. just sit xier an enjoy xie ride." chris swallowed.