Working Title (Ch. 1.)
Jesus jumping christ on a pink bicycle, give me a good thick greasy cheeseburger and fries from that place in quincy market, chased with a coke any day- that nobby food ain't for me.
An Air of Remembrance
A faint into a right-legged over-body bicycle kick impossible for me despite how badly i yearned for that option again, but my opponent didn't know that.
Preface
I got onto my bicycle and placed the dirty notepad in the basket at the front. it hung with a page hanging in the air in perfect equilibrium, the wind stopping it from falling over. it was as if it was staring at me mockingly.
Inner Struggle-Chapter 15- Rest and Reprisal
I grabbed a baseball bat and took off on my bicycle. i don't know where the gang's headquarters are located, but i know where to find their leader. i biked my way into the worsened side of town and made my way in his house.
Wolf E. - Chapter 3
He meandered over to where his bicycle was parked and started to walk it out of the parking lot, all the while scanning the crowd for her face. he spotted her walking off campus and hurried toward her to walk his bike alongside her. "hey, little red.
Big Dude Wrestling #1
The back pain started to disappear for the time being as i ran into the ropes, bounced off, and came back with a big bicycle kick. i aimed right for his head but the highest i could get was his muscled chest. rico hit the canvas hard again.
Jacks Tail: Chapter-14 Rest Stop
I originally planned to have the semi flow breaking scene of the cobbled together motorized bicycle escapee removed. i'll leave it in instead. maybe i can use his character a bit later in the story's second book per say.
College life: Chapter 1
Suddenly he heard the sound of a bicycle bell as he saw diego speeding up the road past him. the tiger was pedalling furiously but let himself relax as he passed out the wolf. the stripey feline was still going fast as he reached the lecture hall.
My New Best Friend Chapter 2: The Theater fight
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Put Me in the Trash
Just fixing bicycles all day in the back, not associating with customers, seemed like the ideal job to clyde. maybe it wasn't envy, really, because of how clyde took to wally, even though they scarcely interacted.
Rukhgert Stern, the griffin. (Prologue)
The first bicycle ride and the first dug out garden bed. a stoked stove and overnight in a wooden house, the first radish, sorrel, and dill. behind them - honeysuckle berry, strawberry, apple, plum.
Put Me in the Trash
Just fixing bicycles all day in the back, not associating with customers, seemed like the ideal job to clyde. maybe it wasn't envy, really, because of how clyde took to wally, even though they scarcely interacted.