More than what meets the eye
slade?!" asked robin. "sure is." slade no longer had his mask on, instead, it was in his mouth.
The Second Marco Pt 1.
Burgermiester tombie says as he offered slade his hand to shake. slade's skunk hand seemed to vanish into the much larger kodiak's hand as they shook. the burgermiester had his assistant escort slade out of his office.
The Guardian - Part 1
It was comforting for slade to know that ryn was determined to find his boyfriend no matter how long it took. slade smiled at the red wingless dragon. "thanks, i appreciate it." ryn patted slade on the back with a kind smile.
The Shadow Realm
slade gripped the coin tightly as he turned to kagemusha. "where is jason?" slade demanded. kagemusha stood up and turned to face slade, his staff in his hand, "he's at the base of the volcano."
Fiona's Gift
"just sit back and relax now slade." fiona said in a soft voice. "we'll be in rosenburg before you know it." "slade! slade wake up!" joy's cheerful voice pulled slade from his slumber. "we're here, we're here!"
Championship Training
slade cried out, trembling, as the heat from yesterday suddenly rushing back at full force, making slade cry out, doubling over in pain.
Going Up. Going Down.
"say slade," dev said, his lips starting to salivate, "do you smell what i smell?" slade looked up at his friend, shaking his head in confusion. "i don't smell anything. except us." dev leaned down and took a big whiff of slade. "mmm.
Do Androids Eat Electric Sheep?
#3 of other slade awakens from cryostasis, only to find that androids have become a lot hungrier and a lot curvier. a haze lifted from slade. he laid back in a lightly padded capsule. the room around him gleamed a sterile white.
Dishonorable Banditry
slade himself was delighted to wonder about what he must be thinking.
Getting Big (Gift for Diablosscar)
slade raised an eyebrow, then two, followed by a grin.
The First Kill
#1 of stories one of my stories involving slade marx, a macro hunter. the first kill slade sat alone at his table in the "cats meow tavern" staring into his half filled cup of spirits.
Sessions with Father
Fang slade took another sip of his sake, feeling the liquid tingle the back of his throat. as drum continued to drabble on, fang slade's eyes trailed downwards.