Sasha Distan
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i agree with the sentiment. good call.
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alligator
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fast
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What did you do with a dead werewolf? Contrary to common medieval lore a shifter stayed in the shape they’d died in. It was left to Deoran and David James to bury the body of Philip Tanner. Deoran had been surprised to be called on, even more surprised that right now Degan Canon, the alpha of South Sea, was meeting with his mate to decide his future. And he didn’t get a say in the matter. It was all very startling really. But yet, here he was deep in the woods, helping to dig the grave of the re
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censorship
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snow
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Is there ever room for geese?
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welcome.
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I'm all for sunday afternoon treats...
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“I don’t think he likes me very much.” “He didn’t let you die.” There was the chink of a coffee cup being placed on wood. “That counts for something.” “I haven’t really seen him since then. He’s avoiding me.” Jeremiah exhaled. “Should I bother staying here?” “Well it ain’t like you can go anywhere else.” Tobias replied. “Not without protection. Kiaza will come around.” Kiaza felt the pair of them move in the kitchen, and to his shame, he pushed himself away from the wall, and fled up the sta
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a phrase that Thorn Wilde made be re-remember was "fagged". As in "I can't be fagged with that" to mean the same as 'bothered'. I have no idea why i enjoy this so much.
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[Sasha Distan] MUSH!
Sasha Distan replied to Sasha Distan's topic in Promoted Author Discussion Forum
I promise, when the first snow falls in my head, I promise they'll be back. and thank you, for all the nice things you said, continue to say, and having faith. -
Who says i can't do everything? *grin* Come on people, the sig's are getting all the spotlights.
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lye
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many
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back
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are golden?
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lemon
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I can guarantee that I will never return to living in a city. one year was 11 months too many.
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bourbon
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we like it cowboy?
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'lo, for i have prompted.
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Like a punch to the face, the alarm was suddenly, violent and painful. Kim groaned, prayed the noise would go away, then swept his arm across his little table, knocking the alarm clock, his phone, a small lamp and a stack of have demolished paperbacks to the floor. In response to this sudden attack, his phone also joined in with, what to Kim sensitive ears, was a cacophony of sound, dragging him kicking, screaming and otherwise protesting from heavenly unconsciousness. Worse than the noise of t
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nice one chaps.
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bacon, the cure for vegetarianism.
