Spat's Revenge: The Party
spat then grabbed his trident and walked to the bed he found in the house earlier.
Spat's Revenge: The Kidnapping
#2 of spat's revenge "why don't... "why don't you ask me?" spat whispered before striking her in the neck and knocking her unconscious. "wow. i really didn't think that the karate chop would work that well."
Midnight Closure
Hayden let loose a long sigh as he closed the register door. It had definitely been a long night, and his nerves were shot. Looking up, he watched his wolf, Carl, hang up the closed sign on the window of their night pub. "Thank god that's' over." He...
That Gay Goth Dog: CHapter 18: The Battle to be Normal: part 3
He spat walking back with my drink. "thanks fuxer" i rolled my eyes and walked towards the back of the room.
A New Light -- Chapter 9: Lights Out (NSFW)
Before he knew it, one of the brats spat a green blob of snot on charles. as he wiped it off, he saw the culprit smirking at him. it was that asshole teenager who spat phlegm into his food and convinced his friend to pee in it yesterday!
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter One
With a roar, he squeezed his fire glands and spat a stream of roiling flame across the small, rectangular building on the edge of the pasture. in an instant, the outhouse erupted in red-orange flame.
The Kitty (NOT by Edgar Allan Poe)
With ember locked in watching "come september", a trashy chick-flick sort of bore as i feasted off of chicklen, bound from sanders finger-lickin' i felt the stabbin' and the stickin', of some claws that cried implore "tis just my cat" i gruffed and spat
A New Adventure
He sighed and composed himself before turning to clair and spat an ember attack at her, immediately she jumped out of the way and looked at him quizzically. he took a fighting stance and urged her to attack.
Dragon's Gift - Chapter 6 (WIP)
He spat in surprise. "zerataph's your brother?" sakari yipped and lowered her head. she avoided his eyes and nodded, rubbing her arm lightly. "yeah....yeah. he is my brother..." the wolfess whispered shyly.
Chapter VIII: Make It Real, Or Else Forget About It
The shepherd spat on the table before him and growled - but rather than getting angry, the rottweiler just laughed. "looks like the puppy needs a diaper for his mouth, too," he said, grinning.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Fifty Four
Afraid he'd break his jaw completely, revaramek spat asterbury's damaged arm free, lashing out with a forepaw at the same time to grab him around the ankle.
Gaslight
The rat spat, and spat, and spat, and spat, feeling as though she'd just been force-fed someone's corpse. "fucking christ! this is why you people have been \*after\* me for all this time? because you have some kind of fucked up crush on me, you lunatic?"