jamwerewolf
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a person who loves to read
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jamwerewolf16hCommentedCh 83 Chapter 83 - Artican Trade in Westeros 10 (Dorne 08).- jamwerewolf17hCommentedCh -2 IMGs - Characters
- jamwerewolf1dCommentedCh 1 Deleted Fanfic.
- jamwerewolf10dCommentedCh 81 Vacation Notice!
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This book has been deleted. - jamwerewolf17dReplied to FinnsRevenge
- jamwerewolf17dCommented"From this moment forward, I will be a Legionnaire of my Beloved Monarch and of God! I will serve with all my love and loyalty to God's Representatives on Earth, giving my body and soul, and as a Brave Legionnaire, I am ready to give my life to fulfill this Oath! Hail Dacia! Hail Cezar!" Shouted all the Soldiers with serious faces, their eyes showing nothing but conviction and a blazing fire.
- jamwerewolf19dReplied to DaoistSiWbgbHis grey eyes with green circles met the amethyst eyes of that person, Jon felt attracted to those eyes more than he had ever been attracted to someone before, it disconcerted him for the first time, wondering what he was feeling while looking at that girl.
- jamwerewolf24dReplied to shypunk
same but for me it is reading and music
"Aren't you concerned for your parents, your friends and colleges?" - jamwerewolf26dReplied to Sukuna_glazer67
they are born they have no idea
'If you are intelligent enough to feel that people have done you wrong, then why did you do the same to them? You are no different from them. You killed people who had no part in your creation. You killed innocents.' Saying this I started to approach him. - jamwerewolf1mthCommentedCh 30 Sad News [Not a Chapter]
- jamwerewolf1mthCommentedCh 1 Chapter - 6 NetherWorld Core , Nether Lord and First Contact
- jamwerewolf1mthCommentedCh 71 Quest for a dragon
- jamwerewolf1mthCommentedCh 267 CHAPTER 267
- jamwerewolf1mthReplied to Destroyer3000
the ship is empty of people it is already flipped
There were many such ships in the bay of the city. Gamera approached one of the ships and grabbed it with his claws. People began shooting at him, and planes promptly appeared, launching missiles at him. It was excruciatingly painful, and if the missiles hit his vulnerable spots, he would see his own blood. Despite the pain, he tensed his arms and began flipping the ship. Gamera could stand on the bay floor. When the ship tipped over with a loud creak, he stepped away from it, safeguarding the smaller boats that were rescuing the drowning.