Lion King III: The Pridelands Reborn: Chapter XIV
**brasta's pov:** i could feel it; the spectre of death was in the air. it was in front of us, behind us, above us, amongst us. everyone of us were on edge, waiting, praying.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 26
She couldn't afford to let her resolve slip now, so she closed her ears against his cries and continued on her way, easily slipping past the screaming wolves like a spectre, slowly moving closer and closer to where hezzi lay, where the crowd was bulging in
Bunkhouse Stories
I blinked, and that specter tried to make itself known again. it was smaller than i remembered, not as close to me now. it was a more strange, less frightening form, like a lost child, if demons ever lost their children.
Wolves' Legacy 3: Chapter 8
"specter blades are far sharper than conjured weapons, and your design has a lot of open weakness." without warning, though, artios swung his arm and some blades came out of it.
Many Tiny Sparks: Chapter 9
The spectre didn't know how he felt about it just yet; so he just mutely flew straight towards the rampaging mega-houndoom.
In the Shadows of Kryckwood - Ch. 3 (MHO)
He replied quietly while the specter was distracted. "i d-don't have anything to c-calm her if she loses it when she s-sees it," the sereva pointed out anxioiusly. "r-right," lykou said, watching the ghost irritably search around.
Many Tiny Sparks: Chapter 15
However this time the spectre was accompanied by a few special guest. special guest that were currently ballgagged.
An Epilogue
In the face of such a grim spectre atop his pale horse, active terrorism groups either quietly disperse, or learn firsthand the terrible fury of a god of death.
Lone Flag
He's that lonely spectre you can see through the eerie mist of the marshes near the village of albion-supra-cauda, preparing a long refectory table in the bottom of the valley where so many lost their lives.
Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 15
Commander mishaxhi of akavir stood before them as a spectre. he was dressed in the rivuletted armour of his people, katana sheathed by his side, an impressive figure even in death. karme stepped forward but nusha shot out her arm.
No Last Chances-Chapter 4
"spectre." it said sharply. it was a code; one of our codes. i sat dazed for a moment, trying to remember the countersign. "erm.....phoenix!" i blurted out. the shape remained still.
The Coronation
"a spectre. clever." trumpets sounded outside. it was time. ...............................