Westwood 4
Pearson pointed to a female fox in the back row, painting her nails. "you. what type of nail polish is that?" she smiled at him noticing. "its laurier blood red." she smiled, before mr. pearson smiled again.
Sleepyhead
Unintentionally, you press into him on an intense scene, where girl #2 was doing some gymnastics and there was a nail that she could step on any moment; the constant switching of cameras between a gymnastic routine, girl #2 and the nail certainly made it more
Stalker (pt. 2)
Those nails? they were actually claws. it was a dragon.
Blessing or a Curse
His nails slowly changed into sharp claws. he paused and looked at his hands noticing they were undergoing a similar change. "it is not sweet!" auntie matize shouted. "what is wrong with you? don't you understand!
my life in a tbhrpg
James takes a crossbow and aims with it and nails a twenty point box with the first shot. his next shot he hits a ten and after five shots he had seventy five points and the tenant resets the targets.
Bound In Beast Flesh -- Unfair Fight
Still more black claws begin to emerge from her toenails, snapping bloodily out from the pink nail beds underneath!
Tina's Story -Chapter 99 -Dead Man Writing- A Gray Muzzle story
But new nail. the others, hand hewn. these, machine made. " "so, he fixed it with new nails...." "but he didn't fix it...." giving the board a firm tug, it pulled free. "jesus, mary joseph......." "you can say that again, doc......
Chapter 1
Give him horns in place of hair, talons on his fingers and toes instead of nails. finally, give him two large wings on his back, and a tail. that is i. my name is drache, and i am a dragon. being a dragon is no longer as easy as it once was.
A Life In College: Renewing a Bond, Part 2
I heard kiylee put her paw to the tabletop, then i heard the sharp click of nails on wood. the taps sounded in succession, but i still didn't turn around. then kiylee said my name in a low, quiet voice. "thomas," it was soft. almost gentle.
a Werewolfs love - chapter 2
He turned around about to run into the woods his whole hand had turned into a large fingered paw with long sharp black as night nails, each nail about two inches long.
The Chest
I turned on the light, and...my mother...she...she was nailed to the wall! her blood written on the wall the exact same symbols on the chest. i screamed as my father ran in pulled her off the wall, then threw her corpse in the chest, and locked it.
"The Best Their Is . . ." Page 1
Bret hart slides back into the ring runs at the ropes bounces off of them running straight toward vader who is propped up in the corner of the ring hart reaches vader nailing a perfect missile dropkick but the mastadon refuses to go down.