I Applied for a Delivery Job and Got Turned Into a Flying Reindeer?! Chapter Six
Lena spat. "and you, quit your kicking and screaming! you call yourself a flying reindeer?" "no, actually i don't!" justin yelled back.
I Applied for a Delivery Job and Got Turned Into a Flying Reindeer?! Chapter Five
"duh," collin spat. "everyone knows that! but why are you _here,_ giving an early present to _me?"_ krakkers spread his arms. "because santa knew you would need it. didn't you just say that you hated christmas?
Chapter 17
Luna spat weakly "i knew divina quite well in fact. i knew divina i fought divina. you are nothing like her.
ASHES - Chapter Two
There was a flash of anger; she flattened her ears to her head, felt her hackles rise up at his ignorance to her and she spat at him angrily. "you're such a jerk!"
group therapy Part 11
Hyde spat on the ground. "the fuck is this, a classroom? you got a question, boy?" "i did it." ryan said softly. the cigarette dropped out from the hyena's mouth and he hadn't even the chance to light it. "well... damn." mr.
MLP: Pyrotechnic Misdemeanour
The powder infused ropes sparked then spat a shower of white sparks with a hiss as snails, as quickly as he could manage, spat out the matches and dove back into the cart.
Dangerous Solutions (Archeons, book 3) ch 1
The volcano spat a few chunks that splattered on norh's underside. "is that all you got? as long as i'm here, you won't hurt these people!" the lava pool bubbled and spat at him. norh snorted and let himself drop in, submerging all the way.
Halloween Fun
Rj spat venomously as desmond walked up the driveway. "good evening sir, i am glad you returned." sergeant quartermane extented his paw. "officer desmond hawthorne." desmond shook the bears paw and presented his badge. "sergeant alan b quartermane.
Hero, Chapter 4 - By the Flowing River
She poured the sap from her makeshift container onto a flat rock and then spat the chewed bark inside.
Friends and Enemies
Edwin, who was sitting on vanamee's other side, spat. "we'll see." vanamee sighed, looking off into the growing darkness.
How Many?
Had the words spat at you with hatred and violence? you're ugly. fat. worthless. no one likes you. you'll never have any friends. no one would miss you. you don't belong here. how many times have we told ourselves it wasn't true?
Ovoid: Notes from the Jaiyan Scroll III
Vaskorian spat, his triplicate pupils spinning as he filled with a mix of rage and fear.