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The nigh empty skin left his hands before he could as much as realize what was happening and sooner yet she was promising so much — and... -
The big Dawnling went deathly still the moment he saw the knife pressed against Cyd's throat. A mean bit of iron, so sharp it could...
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He pocketed the keys without further incident, despite having no use for them. Children, with their wit and their sass — so be it. He...
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A letter, delivered sealed in green wax, pressed with the mark of an antler and a broken key: To the artisan named herein, greetings...
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As the nymphs of sky and sea would have it, he’d speak again. She straightened without hurry, taking care to deposit the quilt underarm...
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'I would prefer not to get too close either,' Willard admitted, vaulting from Hellion's saddle, mail and quilted cloth hastening his...
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A POSSIBLY USEFUL GUIDE TO LEAH DIALECT OR: WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS SHE ON ABOUT? GENERAL NOTES THE NOT-SO DEFINITE ARTICLE You will see...
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What the hells was this drivel, now? You aren’t hitting shit, mister. “ Anna mun kaikki kestää. “ She spoke, glancing down at the baby...
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More giggling with her legs in the air; a strange laugh of pain, from his fingers kneading every hardship out her feet until they’re...
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"Listen well, Yoton; strategy is said to be very important in times of war. It is also argued that improv is the most valuable skill one...
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Garuda reacted to Alouette D’aureville's post in the thread Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still with
honk.
He was warm against her, both a soothing comfort and unbridled excitement, sweet and salty. He smelled good in the sort of way that... -
As if he needed any more encouragement. The eagerness almost made him laugh, the brightness of it in the grin he wore, lips closed...
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Milky sweet smell of the tea, swirling with the spicy steam of the split crust, enveloped Selene. She was pleased as punch, as the...
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Garuda reacted to Alouette D’aureville's post in the thread Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still with
Hot.
Such a sharp intake of breath was easily silenced by Roki's warm lips, her breath having been stolen already by the caress of his thumb... -
Her yelp was a shrill scream, traded for the grip about the wrist. And he was stronger, holding her straining arm from biting out. From...
