Wandering at night
"then, what does alban doing, that he no need clothes?", the orc turned his head to alban and noticed, that both of their faces where just some inches away from each other.
Crumb's Cottage
alban wailed. "it's me!" "me who? i don't usually associate myself with sluts." "i'm not a--" alban folded her arms across her chest and had to reposition them so she didn't squash her breasts. "it's me. me as in alban." "alban? you? oh."
Broken Bird
He pulled the still-screaming form of alban out of his seat, and as he fell out of the descending plane, he pulled alban with him, grabbing him by the parachute. heinrich tried desperately to hold onto alban as they fell, the wind pushing them apart.
Captured
He said letting go of alban. alban looked at his father, hoping his eyes could say what he didn't even dare to ask. alban's father rolled his eyes. "you're gonna have to stay in the spare room." alban's father said begrudgingly.
Monarch of the Back Country - Pt 2
alban stood at the far side of the lake, head held high, looking down the valley. but the smell came from nearby. a man stood in the shadows behind a boulder, with a rifle raised to his shoulder and pointed at alban.
Monarch of the Back Country - Pt 3
Dairmid and alban glanced at one another, and it seemed that a plan came to them both by instinct. alban broke cover first, and strode out into the meadow with apparent confidence.
Jenny's Coach
Jenny looked up at miss alban. "miss alban, even people in the mob are afraid of my father. if you raised a fuss over me, he would have you fired in minutes. and i can't lose you."
Monarch of the Back Country - Pt 1
He spent his days eating and exploring with alban. his growing antlers felt tender, discouraging him from sparring. instead, they took to climbing the ridges above the valley.
*Cub* Karen Lets It Out - 2016
alban pulled her past another aisle while she kept dancing. he could tell she really had to go and he couldn't resist teasing her by making it last a bit longer.
Snowie's Dungeon Escape
alban shouts. "that is a direct order!" the men watch as the mouse dashes down the stairs to the street where they wait.
Cruel and Unusual
You should be in barwon or st albans with this record, holed up with hardened criminals. instead we decided to give you a break, mitchell. the reform institute selects its inmates carefully, and you are perfect..."
V-life Part the First
A pair of slightly polarised sunglasses cover my blue eyes, and while i appreciate the attempts at humour, i'm not a german aryan, i was born of english/irish parentage just south of luton, in a town called st albans.