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The crackling of the fire blended soothingly with the noise of the rain that fell heavily outside in such a way that it was hard to make out the rain.
working on volume II of Bright Morn of Issareth:
Looking down at his stomach Morn saw the long thin ribbon the worm made under his skin curl into a ball before the soldier sliced him open.
And sometimes their joy in the living of life rubbed off well on the other races.
All of the rest of my days were... educational.
The other Alvaine lowered his bow and unstrung it, though his sharp features remained expressionless.
Was just done editing my story, and literally this what I've edited. Hahaha.
"Well, you'll have a chance if your filthy rich, well-known noble, owned a hundred acres of land, intelligent, skilful and have a lovable character." I joked.
At this point, I was drowning in French kisses.
Perhaps in time it would come to him, and he prayed that it would not be too late then.
She freed his head, letting it hang down before her steel fingers crept down to his stiff nipples.
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Here are mine :
I stood up, not wanting her touch. “Yes. Gather my brothers.”
I looked at the address. “I wouldn’t miss it.”
"Soooo class, are there any questions?"
The Alvaine elite ranger gave him an amused smile and twanged his taut bowstring.
Okarg dived in for the kill.
“Where the hell am I?” He wondered aloud.
Curse his rich voice full of nuances and undertones!
"But he swore that wherever she went, he would follow. And he would watch. "
“She who’s name must not be uttered.” His newfound lackey replied with a shudder.
Her steel hand brushed against his cheek, causing him to flinch, but her human hand stayed relaxed on her knee, “What do you want me to do?”
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“Aye, my lord.” Pumurlanot spun on his heel rapidly and ran back into the cave.