The Border
Most of the soldiers in the trenches knew what was coming next, the dull howl of jet engines could be hear din the distance. streaking in like silver bullets were a wing of dpaf fighter-bombers.
Fighting off the Jet-Lag
With a smile, he exhaled out his nose, two little jets of smoke wreathing the panda's face. liam smiled, woozy, thankful for the gift. "now, come here," prince ember said. he took the cigarette out for a moment to press his lips to the panda's.
Jet: His (short) history
It was i, (jet) and a whole family of others; but we are now separate. before i explain how, you must understand a little about me. i was born a demon/dragon, but i always was in my dragon form.
The adventures of Jet: Meeting Spyro
The adventures of jet: meeting spyro "ugh... my head hurt," i said as i laid on the ground somewhere. _where am i?_ i thought to myself as my head cleared and i was able to take in more of my surrounding.
The Story of Jet: chapter 1
jet froze again and silently wished this werewolf would stop asking questions. jet thought quickly until another idea came up. "well, my mother was also killed by bounty hunters when i was little," jet stated.
Chapter 1: Jet Lag Delusions
"is jet lag really making you this tired?" he questions his friend who uncomfortably groans as he sits up on his bed and watches him unpack. "yeah," legoshi replied as he rubbed the rings off his eyes. "i've never been this exhausted before."
Wylde Fyre - Chapter Ten
He asked with a smile, looking up at the sturdy-looking little jet. "co-pilot," she replied, patting the side of the jet.
Wylde Fyre - Chapter Two
Being so large, and with the 'frisbee' on the upper fuselage further limiting the jets' aerodynamic qualities, the jet was nowhere near nimble.
Wylde Fyre - Chapter Four
"major - i know you well enough to know that all you want to do is fly jets and you're damn good at doing it.
Jet plane through my heart
jet plane... through my heart... slugs of lead that are burning jet plane... through my heart... and my soul, it is yearning jet plane... through my heart... it's shooting me down again... jet plane... through my heart...
Wylde Fyre - Chapter Thirteen
The engines rumbled in the jets' frame, and he rolled the jet onto one wingtip, dropping the jet lower to the ocean, and toward the small huddle of darkness that marked the island.
Aces
Our jet fighters went down one by one, until only i and seven others were left when the command finally came to withdraw to an orbiting carrier. the high nine had ordered earth abandoned. it seemed jackal mask had won.