Bloodline - Excript
_ --------------------------------------- jason opened the door, half expecting his father to be standing at the front with his foot rapping against the floor in silent frustration, but there was nothing.
(poem) Let’s Hear It for the Fox
Foxes get a bad rap sometimes.
A Kaotic coronation
rap looked puzzled; “we’re invited to a sandwich party?” anar groaned; “rap, you’re thinking of a carnation, and no, we’re not going out to a sandwich party. there might be sandwiches in the buffet though if we’re lucky.
Executive decisions Chapter 18 END
"come on," he slapped the desk and stood up, "i'll show you around, you can meet rap and rave again. they'd love to meet _you_, monty.
Amber Silverblood: Chapter Twenty
Chapter twenty i awoke to a sharp rapping on my door. i wasn't in the bed, and i had to blink a couple of times before i realized why that was.
U.O.P.I Chapter 2 Page 6
He asked, rapping his arms round me and nuzzled my ear.
Little fox Vs. Tentacles
When she woke, a tentacle about as big around as two of her fingers had her hands tied behind her back and a slightly bigger one holding the rap to the tree and one of the ones as big around as her arm was holding her skirt out of the way and gently rubbed
Perfect Perfection
A knock broke my thoughts, a gentle rapping at my door. in walked my personal servent. we were born on the same day, and we had grown up protecting each other, we were close friends. "master jake, theres a spider in my room" he began to cry.
Second Chances: Chapter 12
Total immersion in such a thing was dangerous for the concept of time and perception of the things around you, especially noted when a loud rapping came from luke's window breaking us to apart and causing me to make a small yip of surprise.
Hell on Earth. Chapter 11
rap pulled his mammalian friend into a hug, "you're so brave! i've had near widdled myself if i saw a ghost out in that garden." anar scoffed, "don't be silly, rap, i just did what had to be done. i was a _bit_ brave, i suppose..."
Hell on Earth. Chapter 10
rap was going to have an absolute fit at his midnight adventures. sure, they'd been stranded in a ghostly fog, but knowing rap and rave, they'd probably not even noticed!
The Kitty (NOT by Edgar Allan Poe)
Oh that night i do recall, as seasons bid their last to fall having heard the night wind call, announcing winter soon in store having finished irately rapping with telemarketers in trapping my cat did leap, his hindclaws tapping, and knocked my drink