After Midnight
mmf! i just cannot seem to recall how to fix those... maybe if i finish this garden. i'm really sorry, dears, i know waiting must be frustrating." \>"it's fine, really." \>"now, let me think... spectres i've met.
No somos esclavos
"mmf no ponen a mi asiento no quiero oler a perro". dijo mirando por encima de mí. tratando de ser tan agradable como sea posible que sentarme "yo soy el señor.
Slaves we are not.
"mmf don't lay back into my seat i don't want it smelling like dog." he said looking over at me. trying to be as nice as possible i sit up "i'm sorry sir.
On Defence
"i might not be as big and... mmf, as wonderfully huge as you, but i _can_and_will_protect you too." then came a delicate smooch, sucking the pain right out of me. "it's not all on you. don't you go forgetting that."
Chapter Three - Hope's Spring
mmf! grimmie, honestly, you're like a tree somebody planted there! mist runner, is that you?" "hello, foxfire, yes it's me," i said smiling. "here, grimmie, hold this."
Hustling Through the Dark - the full novel
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