Stale, but free, Ice (Otherwise Untitled)
#133 of short stories a dragon and kobold greet the morning in a motel.
One Down, Seventeen Left
In this case, teams must drive all the way to the sherwood motel in harvale, north carolina. they must search one of the motel rooms for an entry pass into the local military base.
Motel Blues
It seems motel rooms are excellent bonding places, or at least doorways to potential secrets better left hidden. all the fears nym keeps locked up are bound to rear their heads some day. 3 - motel blues helix smoked.
Playing With Magic
Her giddiness quickly melted into concern when her head bumped against the ceiling of the motel room.
Amber Silverblood: Chapter Seventy Four
"okay," i agreed, walking a little ways out onto the motel's lawn, "i will." stark shut the door behind him, and i turned to look around. the motel was, admittedly, in the middle of nowhere.
Love in the passenger seat
I drooped him off at the closest motel not knowing i drove on in to the dark leaving the light behind at that motel even though i knew him just for a couple of minutes he stole my heart.
Grentail Manor Chapter 6
Aaron looked out from the motel, quietly watching the couple. "well done, susila," he said under his breath, "you've shown her how to be happy again."
On the Road
Spending the night in a motel tonight. don't have much money left already. man i really was poor. probably doesn't help that i got a ton of food today. ate every time i got out of a cab. staying at some cheesy motel tonight.
Xavier's new hope part 7
The motel room was filled with forensic officers and police alike. they searched the room for evidence and other things. they took notes, picutes and put the bodies in the body bags.
A Whisper in My Mind Motel Part 2.
I speak sitting under the flickering light of the neon tubes showing "vacancy" under the sign for the silver motel. the war bear's blade laying across the shredded and bloody jeans that cloth my lap.
A whisper in my mind Motel.
The neon sign outside the motel in my mind reads, vacancy. i ring the bell at the check in desk. ding ding ding. over and over again, but the young indian mans eyes have grown glassy and distant as he stairs at a spot on the counter.
Motel Pool (Otherwise Untitled)
#71 of short stories a jackalope and fox enjoy some calm time in a motel pool, when a guest arrives. ~ greg floated amicably in the motel pool, shifting position to look up at the jackalope standing alongside.