The Chronicles of Eurenia: The Svaria War - Chapter Two
shite is a swordsmen, or melee attacker- i dunno. ^.^ he preferred a sword and a shield to fight in the battlefield. now, how i met shite- well actually, me and shite were best friends before the war.
Downtime - Ch. 6 (MHO)
"so we'll have oor own demon shite tae deal with at some point." "at least we're aware, tho," daisy pointed out. "we'll be keepin' a claise eye on things so's he cannae start some cult shite like you two dealt with.
Solis Part 3
"shite.. shite shite!" i stopped for a breather, looking around the jungle. i knew my way back for now, but my paws were sore from the sharp rocks. my chest raised and fell, my pupils wide and looking for danger.
Dungeons & Adders CH9
"answer my question, you worthless sack of shite!", the doe shouted as she pressed the needle threateningly against her captive's scrotum. "th-there i-in the _merciless.", _he blubbered pathetically.
Origins: Asako & Akiko (my first story)
"o shite that can't be she no! no what am i thinking asako is just affectionate to everyone..."
Arselicker's Diary
It's fucking much great fun to be sneaking behind 'er back and makes it 'bout 100 times dirtier to be doing all this queer shite behind everyone's backs and they know nothing.
Solis Chapter 1
"four more miles of this shite." the heat and humidity digs into vex's suit and fur, occasionally getting an exhausted groan out of him as he trudges on.
The Saga of Fidonhaal - Daughters of the East - Preview 6
Aye, laddie, ah just may do that, an' ah might use the shite in yer britches fer the job!"
Solis Part 5
I hated this small talk shite! "oh jeez, you don't remember who i am do you?" she cocks her head, a sly smile almost laughing as she lifts her drink. "friday remember? friday tisek?"
With the Master's Friends
"holy shite. the throat on this bitch." he said with a hesitant grin. eric's heart leaped at the insult. he kept his chest out and lowered his head for more. "oh? you like that, slut?"
Dungeons & Adders CH8
"vile verminy pieces of shite.", a young buck hare said, nocking an arrow to his bowstring. "wait, young levert.", the older doe next him said as nocked an arrow to her own bow.
Chapter 50 Pretty Killer
Decent folk don't fuck prisoners and spray shite all over 'em." marvene laughed flatly. "just be glad it wasn't really shite," she muttered and milly laughed mirthlessly. "ha!