Pocketful Of Fingernails Pt 1.
"I wonder if you can see from here. There, out the window. On the far side of the river...
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"I wonder if you can see from here. There, out the window. On the far side of the river...
'Would you like another 7&7 Mr Sorvino?' asked the waitress, forcing a smile. Tommy had watched her ignore other patrons and come to him first, despite him giving no indication he wanted another...
CHAPTER 4 On the ninth day of our journey, we stopped at a small, dirty backwater town called Ortien.
CHAPTER 2 "Alright," Said Tpek, "We'll discuss this in my room. No need to risk anyone hearing us." As he led me upstairs, into a light, airy but slightly shabby room.
I didn't sleep. Emma did, though, and I divided my time between watching over her and looking though the dirty window to the street below, waiting for the goons to show again.
It was faith or maybe just my addiction tocigarettes. For one cigarette I met him . The father of my son Will. I never thought that one moment would change my life but it did .
Cannabis madness Rasta barbarian, axe aside the mattress Solid lead foot hits your back stress. Hard rocks finish best Still these baiters wanna test Betcha never seen , a Clark kent like me .
empire built, desire Blood sweats...
River let out a sigh as she fiddled with the dart in her hands, the speck of red at the tip. She really wasn’t all that surprised, considering who it was who messed up the plan in the first place.
If I show you now my hands are clean. So clean they have a slight sheen. I don't do the dirty work. I have people that lurk. My men do the job. They see the peasants sob. Begging for their lives.
"I think we owe you some explanations. Signia, this city, is the most corrupt, criminal, scum-filled gutter-hole from Djil to the Vexan Plains. But it's rich, really rich.
The dark figure slid stealthily from dark shadow to dark shadow. No one in Signia Jail had noticed. No one but the grinning thief, trapped in his cell. ...
The final part of Hellbound (it is not very related to the plotline of Hellbound, but leads onto Tpek's next story... The thief's blackjack thudded into the guard's skull as he was knocked...
In a cut throat city on a winters day. A young boy I knew went and lost his way. Little Noah with the grin, his nickname. He'll pinch your wallet, he has no shame. He's a shady runt. Or so they say.
McKitty rubbed his paws together with a greedy little sigh, He ruled this neighbourhood, the go-to top-cat guy.
The Don puffed out thick heavey smoke as he put down his ciggar. Sat in his black Merc he waited a while, till up pulled another car.
Knocking the thought from his mind, he unwrapped a package that had been left by the door, he already knew what it was and it felt hot already in his hands.
(I have just recorded this - I'll show you all when it's done :) ) Keep us wolves at bay. Release us dogs this minute, forever boxed up and was born in it. Keep us wolves at bay.
Gavin, stood, staring at a sign. It had been half an hour since the person his boss wanted him to meet was meant to turn up. Still no sign.