...hastily poured the last line of salt across the doorway they'd entered from, and the demons snarled in rage and fear. They surrounded the brothers, now too close to shoot at, so Dean and Sam punched, kicked... A glimmer of hope lit in the depths of Castiel's blue eyes like a lighthouse amidst dark and tempestuous waters, and it didn't look like evil triumph, so he continued, "How do I get my memories...
... Written for kink bingo (kink: knifeplay). Set's embrace was as tempestuous as the whirlwind, as all-consuming as the grave. When Set was...even the watchful eye of careful Isis. Set's embrace was as tempestuous as the whirlwind, as all-consuming as the grave. Osiris was ... up like the life-bringing water of the Nile. Set filled with rage as Osiris's lifeblood spurted out onto the soil, for his ...
...; second part of three. A/N: Written for the Gwen Battle fic challenge, beta-ed by clanne . Part one is here . ... helping her adjust. The girl was just so strange . Ever-changing, tempestuous and intelligent but naive . Swinging with unnerving irregularity from joy to despair, rage to contentment. The slightest thing – a misplaced trinket, a slipped ...
... he had. The last time he had tangled with the Mara he was encumbered by a small boy, a tempestuous Australian and a stick of celery strapped to his lapel. The Mara had possessed Tegan and then slid into...No need to say which you are, is there? Yap yap yap.” With an inarticulate cry of rage the Mara slapped Rose hard across the face. The explosion of pain in her cheek knocked Rose ...
... his patients as a junior doctor could manage. There was some story going the rounds about his rage with child services over a crack addicted baby he had delivered to a teenage junkie but it did ... the door on the feminist voices in her head and went for it. Several beers and much tempestuous conversational wrangling later, in the tidy confines of her room, where a magnificent desk took pride of ...
... his patients as a junior doctor could manage. There was some story going the rounds about his rage with child services over a crack addicted baby he had delivered to a teenage junkie but it did ... the door on the feminist voices in her head and went for it. Several beers and much tempestuous conversational wrangling later, in the tidy confines of her room, where a magnificent desk took pride of ...
... ice pounded relentlessly through his veins, numbing his limbs and chilling the outer limits of the treacherous, tempestuous storm at his core. Roiling in his breast, he was perpetually aware of its scorching heat—... creature was the terror that lived in his own heart, and the bitter battle that must rage in Palpatine as well. Regarding the man who spewed hopeless black fire at an illusion he could ...
... vociferously across the amaranthine vault of heaven in the battle to avert the end of days. Such tempestuous colours, evocative of the ferocity of angelic struggles had faded until finally the sky settled into a deep...sighed and pressed his forehead against the cool metal of the car, willing the heat and the rage to subside. “ You wish to use me Dean.” It was not a question and Dean did not...
...it's a very dark and angsty fic! And some beloved characters have sadly joined....” Mirage could see Motormaster trembling with rage. He let out a short blast of...Motormaster, he had thought that the tempestuous Stunticon might give him more autonomy ... His face was full of helpless rage and anger. Hound opened his mouth ...no-” With an inarticulate roar of rage, Motormaster grabbed Mirage by the shoulder ...