"You get a hotdog... and YOU get a hotdog... and you, my friend, get a fricken HOTDOG!"
Waaaaayyyy out of context and far from being updated (as it's part of my buffer) but here goes nothing! XD
“Knock it off!” Mason shouts, ripping me from my thoughts. “We feel that shit, too!”
He bowed his head, turned into a butterfly and fluttered out as quickly as he could.
‘Have him attack me now.” Gazrek said suddenly.
Short attention span class one-oh-one has begun, ladies and gents.
Without missing a beat, he swung his leg towards his opponent but a fist connected with his foot, sending a burst of electricity through his body.
“In worship we strengthen, in worship we walk the path of blood,” recited Valaris. “By design, we apply this logic to a variety of professions and roles in the Godvildian Empire. Do you know why that is?”
Chapter yet to be posted.
“Hi! I’m a friend of Misaki’s and I’m kinda new here. The name’s Levi!” Levi offered him a hand.
(This chapter hasn’t been posted yet-)
“What?” She was taken by surprise.
“I don't know how to get in.” Will said with a childlike lilt to his throat.
The center of the abyss.
“I didn’t know how or remember when I even got up on the roof.”
“Not as much as you, you big hairy brute.” Yuma’s pretty face lit up with a smile.
For a second i read your novel`s title as "Brexit hammers and anvils".......and got extremely confused with the tought of an erotica about brexit
This one.
"This all feels like a nightmare.A real shitty one."
The smell of his blood on the leader’s knife was still fresh. He could still smell it lingering around… getting nearer…
WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!!
I feel like that sentence works for everyone right about now.
Now for mine:
Everyone expected more from her than she could give.
“She’s a goddess.” Terek grinned and flexed his muscular arms.
