Capra Sanguine
I blink my eyes... my body is weary, I'm not sure where I am then something moves next to me... no, not something... some ONE. Looking at the body I try to discern what or who it is, the overall form is feminine, I gently stroke the shoulder and run...
Sanguine Hope
Kerr sighed, rubbing her eyes and collapsing into a squishy armchair. She rests her head in one arm and uses the other to tap on the wooden upholstery. Her crimson gaze sets upon the empty, cold maw of the fireplace setting in front of her. Dismal. She...
Sanguine and Clockwork
€_ **sanguine and clockworkâ€** _ _by k.m. hirosaki ([[email protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection))_ author's note: this story is copyright â© 2005 â€" 2009 k.m. hirosaki.
Keema's Adventure: Yamarz
The voice of what they could only assume was sanguine said as the exchange of malacath and whoever sanguine was didn't continue any further. keema felt less horny, and more in control of her actions now.
Medeia.
Heritor: a fifty-year-old phlegmatic-sanguine physician wolf.
A Tale of Two Foxes (Book 1, part 2)
Levi, was his sanguine thread.
In the Shadow of Blossoms
\*\*\* [http://www.freewebs.com/raiyue/shadowblossoms.htm](http://www.freewebs.com/raiyue/shadowblossoms.htm) a few words from the author, lye 'sanguin' the following story takes place in the edo era, a time when the japanese borders
Who Am I?
By sanguin lyeland was a teenager like any other, or at least he was somewhat average in the sense of what a student might be.
Pokemon Exodus and the Sleeping Legion
"You two are an odd couple." Leon said as he came back out of one of the rooms. Instead of the BDU's he wore before the sun went down he now had more casual clothing; a pair of faded blue jeans and plain grey shirt. Mal sat against the edge of the...
Pokemon Exodus and the Sleeping Legion
The sound of gravel crunching and the wind through surrounding trees were the only audible things for miles. Pokemon had long since abandoned these routes so things were quiet, always quiet. The distant city stood shrouded in the morning mist, an...
Milotics River
Milotic's river, for as long as he could remember he'd lived here. This valley had always held a place in his heart, no other pokemon had ever come here, no trainers, nothing but the occasional flying-types that flew over or rested in the trees. The...
Drusilla | Part 2 [Comm]
Come along, dearie" turning around, the sanguine borzoi began to pace down the hallway towards the flight of stairs in the entrance way.