Her second chance Chapter 2
As i arrived at the local winco, i saw a familiar face, the scent growing heavier, thicker, and even more sour and intense as i traveled through the aisles.
Track and Field: Part 22 - Hey Now
She'd returned with a sour expression, tail flicking aggravatingly like sasha's tended to do. "uhm, i'm sorry, and i hate to sound like an ass--especially right now--but, you're going to have to go to the waiting room."
A Lion's Tail and a Bear's Hug: Chapter 9
Bjorn went plain and had crispy shredded duck while lejon got himself sweet and sour chicken. "i don't understand how you can be so boring with your tastes" lejon said as some sweet and sour sauce fell onto the fur on his chest. "aww crap.
Aiming down the sights
He grasped a strip when ennica slapped his hand, giving him a sour look. "get your hands off of that!" he withdrew his hand meekly and suffered with the growing hunger in his belly. he cracked another couple of eggs into the pan.
Undertow : Prologue -- Chapter 5 - Christmas
"why do you get together every year if it always ends up sour?" khole asked. "it doesn't -always- end up sour. at least, not in the end.
Babysitter Sniffer: Chapter 1
Their apparent high-mileage soon made itself known to josh: a thick, sour stench of sweat and unwashed feet was soon bombarding his nostrils.
Waking Is a Bitch (CANCELLED!)
His stomach turned sour. he tried to pull an arm down. now he figured what that sound was. metal against metal. he moved his legs. metal against metal.
Lions in the Metal Jungel part 2
" what is this thing. " zira said sourly, poking with a claw . " it pig, it part of the warthog family. " i explained to her. zira sniffed it seeing if it was poison before biting intro meat ripping out a huge chuck ,like it as nothing to her.
Black wings of death
We can only hope that we survive long enough.”_ allen could feel his own mood sour, providing a feedback loop for their emotions that just combined into an all-around sour tone between them.
Gap Year: The Dating Scene
She pulled me by the front of my shirt and pressed our faces together with her sour lips. we lay there in the booth for what could have been hours. she moaned with every touch and would claw at my back when i nipped at her neck.
Practice Makes Perfect
Now was the time for just him and his brother, and he wouldn't let these moments turn sour. "c'mon little bud, just one more and we'll head for home."
Sing In Me, Holy One, and Through Me
sour pete corbiss bellowed out in the street, "you send that damned conjure-man or what-the-hell-ever sonuvabitch he's sposed to be out here right the hell now!" a chorus of angry murmurs supported him.