The Accidental Artist
ross?" "do you have a piece of paper and a pencil? i just want to draw something." "you want to -- what? oh, sure." after receiving a pad of paper and a pencil, vince started drawing.
The Murdered Sun
ross." a chirrup. and his voice. "yeah? aria?" "yes. i ... how busy are you?" she asked. ross was cooking, arranging meals around the clock, seemingly, feeding the refugees ... giving them warm food. trying to boost their morale.
From The Desk of Daniel Ross: Romance
About a tiger and a leopard from the desk of daniel ross, friday, february 7, 2014 romance romance isn't always something kindled in a whirlwind of passion.
losing hope
ross down to the nurse,'' mr. day asked ''yeah,'' amy replied unknowingly ''so, did it hurt when alex hit you?
From The Desk of Daniel Ross: Sleepless Nights
Yet another fic of daniel and thomas daniel ross sleepless nights in psychology, angst is described as "an unmotivated and non-directional fear".
All Good Things, Chapter 1
All Good Things by Kwasi Mounsou A story of love, hate, greed, passion, and joy. This story is an original work, written and copyrighted by me, Kwasi Mounsou. Do not copy, share, link, or otherwise export this...
The Songs I'm Singing
"_ **crystal ross:** _smile_ _"girl power, yeeeeeah! ain't gonna be stomped on by anyone no more."_ **dr.
Identity: Chapter Twenty-Two
"mike ross" he introduced himself, following joey over to the other doctor. "a friend of joey's from college. sorry if i'm keeping him." the african canine shook his head, flicking his big rounded ears.
And Into the Fire...
From what she could tell him, his name was kevin ross, he was single with no living relatives, and he was former military turned security guard at one of the pantex nuclear power plants.
Riparian
ross's head, at a tilt ... ... and hers, pressed to his. muzzle-to-muzzle. lips-to-lips. in their quarters.
Alcatraz Ch X~Dissonant Attraction
Fresh on his promotion to corporal along with ross, their fireteams had once been their equals, but they gave the orders now.
Roswell 1947 - Chapter One
Piper ross smiled as she leaned back against the windshield stretching in a signature feline fashion while she considered her agenda.