To Tame The Soul, 3

Is now no doubt in my mind that the greyhound is the intended target, he then continues.

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Ander's Zombies Ch. 5

He shrieks, and delia leaps sideways as the greyhound crashes through the car's side window.

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The Beginning of A Bad Thing

She heard the greyhound growl low in his throat, and the overwhelming urge to laugh forced its way up her esophagus.

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Oh So Tragic - Part 4

They were being followed by two men, both greyhounds, in a high-speed chase on king street. whitefire and one of the greyhounds were both trying to gun each other down, ralone says.

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Chapter 2: A Visitor For Christmas Break

I was down at the greyhound station, waiting for jun's greyhound coach to come. montreal to toronto, via ottawa, was what the bus schedule said. he was due at 4.45pm. i was worried. i wondered why his bus was late.

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Black Meridian 12: Mystic Horizon

Standing before him in a vaguely feminine pose, was a slender, pale brown greyhound. he wore a long black trench coat over the top of a purple and silver button shirt. "good morning raime."

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dog's time

Three days. It was three long days waiting for the package that it had ordered. She still remembered what was written in the mail she had received three days earlier: "Dear Sir / Madam We are the foundation Changeskin.com. Starting from...

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She's Leaving Home

\*-\*-\*-\*-\* _friday morning at 9 o'clock_ sarah sat in a window seat on the greyhound bus, her eyes looking through the window, the scenery of the city passing by her.

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Luca's Story Ch. 16

"hey now, no bothering the talent," the greyhound said. his accent was very english lower class.

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Shadows

The papers described him as a greyhound beastman, but with unnaturally long, lanky legs and large thin hands.

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The Stonehouse Mysteries 1.7 - The Malicious Masquerade

The aftermath of the incident passed for me in a blur of pain and painkillers. I was rather out of it when help found us; our car having swerved off the road several miles away from the village when a passing farmhand spotted us on his way to work. He...

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The Stonehouse Mysteries - Preface

I wish to begin with the words 'Dear readers', as is my habit. However for all I know this document will remain locked in some dusty cabinet somewhere without being so much as glanced over. If it ever is read by someone outside that most secretive...

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