Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 22
That stung much worse than being called stupid. "no," she admitted. "but if you have any respect left for me, you'll stay quiet about this until i can tell them myself."
Prologue: Troubled Dreams
Sweat stung the pilots eyes, but the helmet wasn't removed, and the gloved hands griped the controls even tighter in determination.
The First Hard Steps
Some meant well, more so than other, but it all stung just the same. having to accept a secret that he had kept to himself for so long, bottled inside.
Nightmane-Chapter 1
My ankle stung with pain. "damn", i said to myself, "must have sprained it." it wasn't until this moment that i noticed that i had gone off the beaten path. "and i seemed to have gotten myself lost." i said.
A Life Worth Living - Chapter 6 - Silent Night
It stung my nose just ever so slightly, but more than enough to be noticeable. i turned around to see if whatever what emanating the smell was behind me. far in the distance i saw a black feline figure leaning against a tree.
Burden of Command
Tears stung my eyes as i limped towards the door. i felt the icy feeling in my chest turn into a burning pain. with each step i took towards that door, the burning became hotter.
Staying Human: Chapter Ten
Tears stung my eyes. if i left, i could save what little of my humanity i had left, but i'd lose bastion. if i stayed with bastion, i'd become an animal before the week was over. neither had good outcomes. "i need..." i stammered, "i need..."
What if it was Us? (Prelude)
I knew i couldn't have him though, and that knowledge stung. i wonder... did i even know what it was that made me start loving him? maybe i could move on if i did. i wouldn't let my love for him cause us both unnecessary pain.
Thorns of the Blood Rose - Installment 1
Within the sauna of her mask what little breath she could manage betrayed her, forming sweat that stung her eyes and tendrils of hot condensation which trickled down either side of her grey lupine muzzle.
Flesh and Fur (Preview)
His back stung with the welts and cuts from the whipping their leader had handed down. he felt ashamed to be sitting in a cell, nude. he had been starved and given little water over the past nights.
Ander - Part 1: Subchapter 9
A new pain suddenly stung the back of her head as she sat up, something she probably should have done slower. she reached back and felt the lump back there, easily as big as a robin's egg.
Surviving Solitude part 9
It stung. "fine. but know this: don't get yourself into something you can't get out of, for i won't be there for you anymore." with that said, everyone walked off, leaving me alone.