People around the world got there taste of warrior Solar Eclipse: In the coast of beautiful Canada they call it the spiritual mouth of the Heavens how it consumes the Sun & Moon. “Here comes the Sage Sun” lovely Solar Eclipses of New Mexico. Everybody had different meanings & names were vividly shining through the amazing sky. One was called “The Viking Sky Wolf” Business men were howling like they were in The Wolf of Wall-Street like they made their big Trump stock day The Korean fire dog. A lot of dog names in the ancient times..Another sacred ritual in Africa different versions called the celestial reconciliation. People also depended on the Warrior lunar eclipse. The Inca feared the moon the eclipse they needed to escape they said the Jaguar attacked the moon they howled and barked how masquerading like a mask of Zorro they blamed it on the moon. Lets seize the hour sometime’s in a warrior whirled, we don’t have an hour? To take our last sip of your lover’s drink, do you see that full moon watch out see her face, but you have secret’s you stay brave-heart anxiously, what awaits, see her through erotic moment spat out of succession line’s delicately went inside the painting, in a Native-land Naples Italy. Go 2 the museum’s/Gelato/sexy statue Michael Angelo biological clock she’s ticking, Sage spice vineyards and her passions black leather how his pants so well designed covered her book, she kept tight-lipped on you..She felt dragged & tied into her ankle .Italian made leash warriors, Sage not to shabby and he was saying I must have an heir, that rich love hunt. How you fit into his erotically love earth. Crying like the wolf of the stock market .He got screwed so many times with his money Native land of ancient wolves’ remembering how they growled passions wild and rampant. Could fool anyone’s millionaire sex plans. Harry Potter Wizards became butlers on the deep-end seeing mermaid’s. Warrior warlocks twisting through wilderness of hearts deliciously exposed pinball Tommy can you hear me got caught to many sticky buns they wizardly bit into. That butler quarter was he going to improve Sage her situation.would she pay for her sin’s later Surfing computer got Sage emailed or black mailed in a compromising portion or in better terms she had it coming, to her surface.Imported rotten teens of tomatoes ruined got crushed today don’t get ruined from yesterday how her trouble’s seem so far away but they hit you right in front of your face. Let’s invite all our friend’s while he is, swimming around sensual believed all men wished to marry mermaid’s. Grecian Goddess went warrior ruling the world with magic water sword’s banging so hard in the dark exotic side of the moon..Italian Riviera cappuccinos foaming at the mouth words make you think a thought? What’s really ringing, on the surface, of Sex coffee Joes those winery teenagers? Shifting and stretching like a cat Napa valley. But you turned up in the Cat Alley Robin bird’s Brooklyn bagel’s forget about everything else when your by the Canarsie pier seeing pigeon’s pecking over Sesame seeds. Oh this is 4 the bird’s, forget about it International all kinds of beer London pub he needed to shave his beard so rugged and frisky. In Amsterdam buy me pink legally bleached-out Rises warrior-spoon it’s not her fault Blonde sipped her beer darker than any love malt & nuts they got risky needed a kick Sage spice. We got legs her knobs stand firm in the game how to use them .He love’s chicken leg’s roast of teenagers going to pot turkey Sage stuffing over the media being watched with unwanted Love Escort. Impression’s 4 you webcam mermaids too many tails to slam. Her mouth was like heaven double dam. Girls gave in their rich heart’s some felt broken but the warrior world repaired their blood sweat of tear’s throwing money around being gulped up by his spell took over there eye’s so many creative thoughts came to their mind million in one shot this was the Trump moment of times. It was the season everything was blooming in moon flower form. They thought they would see the rebels of ritual’s feeding them again.Samurai Sword college Campus gun found book got donated Killer sex page what a story warrior touched gold but he was a sinner Warrior love month every month different theme, coin’s of value, Lips consumes the sun of virtue no pennies to put outside her Victoria secret bra on this women Penny she got her wishes he was Michael Angelo fountain just climbing all the way up to the top of the sword of winning fight of the mountain. We are all different species of fresh thyme, spices started to smell stronger than what a creature could taste. This wasn’t just an ordinary time the moon kept appearing on every page of her book? Hold that bookmark fresh handful, let’s trade or swap some erotic tools.My bow and arrow sexy creams and lotions, she’s the woman, sparrow smells of Herbs. Her fragrance he was sold, orange spicy down, to his spicy greens, sweet strawberries. She has it all in her, patch sachet smells, of sexual pleasure spices up words. Out of his book she touched every Native drive and ruined hearts her name Rosemary. are we full house of Cheyenne Indian pepper such hot stuff. Frolicking in fantasy Warriors surfing on an exotic island. Solution to her problems .romantic big interest in her of Greece Athens’ but it was the underworld of mermaids. What is the reason 4 all this? Snow falling families fighting holiday season went Jack the joker.Heavy mobster’s body bud’s in the river.in particular, he threaded his finger in her hair. Christmas their love, encountered blossomed. Her dress dropped to the floor. He feasted, invited himself in, she spammed, around him, riding the quest of her orgasm. Happy cries came between her kisses.She shuddered, under him as he worked his hands like an apocalyptic event. She took a bite, of his muffin, kissing the raspberry essence, loved his mouth. She was the Polo women. You got to be Loved those heavenly Moon horse jump on the side of his moon of ranches. Pine smell an aura in her country breathe. How does a warrior kiss taste gringo of gin harmonious under the mistletoe. Feeling pain—rage---passion—emotion. a princess, King met Kentucky Kimberly double-shot. Horses neigh what a sigh how she loved them. Better than her man. Avengers Moms different world of clubs world of his drumbeat of a sound became evolution of evil for moms and daughters. Kentucky Derby beauty land Oz man in their jockeys we needed to save the emerald planet. Turned cruel on Kimberly and met up with girl named Sage her sins of archery this isn’t your average scholar teen of your Microsoft body pampered to the love height'bull-headed took time to sharpen that knife. Sharp inquisitive minds work well together It’s all a number game. The codes Saturn,uicy lovers Jupiter what lips the warrior Video games how it fooled the Nation, seductive tools, of your skills, getting lost in such beauty of greenery. Flower, in your hair, got pulled took another plant, for someone else, to plant exotic he was all about love erotic seed. Where is your money brains how much toner or developer got fucked over. How many times were you lied too ransacked over? Your Irish eyes were not shining only his sword was. How many color’s of love moods printed love line in your fingers. Did he slam all your confidence felt so much pain went through your head this was more than something to process. My computer cyber love went straight through my head apples doesn’t compare to any love of orange spicy love heart red ink to think bloody roses private part of bushes keys engraved words in a tree saying you stink feeling compressed love words to a priest Who would believe your story anyway. Sage took a beating Rage what is all this how can I be such a fool, caught in the blackest web of warrior-Duke lipped spoke outraged barely 'OhmiGod" the jewelry she was wearing had a man's backside of the moon.Not one single woman of a warning.
WHEN THE GOVERNMENT WANT TO CATCH A SNIPER, THERES ONLY ONE MAN THEY CAN CALL Mark King is worrying everyone. Nadia Moore, assassin and love interest to Mark, is concerned that his Post Traumatic Stress, and paranoia is risking his sanity and that he is potentially becoming too dangerous and unpredictable. Meanwhile, Agent Williams is on the trail of a mysterious terrorist known only as Aahil, the half-brother of Mohammed Al Azidi and considered by intelligence agencies all over the world, as the world’s deadliest sniper. Aahil has stolen instructions from the UK on how to build a dirty bomb and unleash it on the west. MI6 know that in order to catch a hitman, they need a hitman, and there’s only one man they can call. Agent Nathanial Williams and Interpol Agent Habiba Al-Haq, fresh from a firefight with Aahil, attempt to track down Mark King, who has disappeared to persuade him to help them capture or take out Aahil. Can Agent Williams persuade Mark to take up the offer? The Director of MI6 thinks not but Williams can offer Mark a chance to get something he thought was lost to him forever. Is it time Mark gave up his guns for good before he completely loses his mind, as he battles ex Nazi scientists, a familiar organisation and his own personal demons, or can he regain some control over reality, prove his theory, and carry on before it gets him killed?