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.:The Royal Life chapter 3:.My eyes drifted open to the sound of a heart thundering against a rib age of the man who was sleeping beside me. Thud, thud, thud. It echoed in my ears and I moved to burrow myself deeper into the crook if his neck. Soft groans escaped my lips. I was aware of the time and it was the earliest part of the morning, dawn, too early for me to be awake. Thor had just come to my bed chamber not even 2 hours before this and we were laying in each others arms.
with a yawn I stretched and skillfully moved out of the sleeping man's grasp and onto the ice, cold floor. While wrapping a cloak around me I slipped out the door and down the hall. Surely no one but the maids were up at this time, and surely they would make me something to eat. My stomach wrenched at the thought of food. How long has it been since I had eaten. A couple days? A week? Thor and his mother had been keeping me so busy with planning the weddings for my sister and I that I hadn't even had the slightest thought about food
The Royal Life.:Chapter 2:.Adeleena's P.o.v
There I was standing next to Thor in the dimly lit room. He had changed from his armor and into black loos pants that hung below his hips. His long golden hair was tied behind his head and his strong set jaw was stuck in a frown. This was my first time with him in silence, but he was making me speechless. I pushed my weight from leg to leg uncomfortably in my white nightdress that hung loosely over my knees and was trimmed with lace. The silk smoothly moved over my naked skin as I fidgeted uneasy. My feet were bare as I calmly stepped to him. My eyes looked over his muscular features. He was strong and handsome. Any woman in this kingdom longed for him ,but he was mine, though, he didn't love me and I knew it.
Our marriage was arranged since the day I was born as a peace offering to Asgard from our own realm. I was to marry Thor and my sister was to marry Loki, it was destined for us wih no way out. The four of us, we all grew up together making small visits but
The Royal Life. The newborn gazed up at him with the biggest, purest white eyes that he had ever seen.To him she was beautiful, a breathtaking sight. "My princess," He whispered. "My first born." He wrapped her up into the finest silver blanket he could find. The infant being just under an hour old made soft noises as he held and rocked her steadily. She had not cried yet and was the calmest of any other baby in the kingdom. "She'll break many of hearts someday." He steadily said to his queen.
His wife had been laying in the bed since the delivery, smiling and watching him hold their new baby girl. "She will be a wonderful queen, along side her king one day ruling this kingdom" She whispered. He laid the baby gently by her side. "Odin will be proud to know that his prince now has a princess."
"Indeed my queen." And with that being said he left to attend to his work.
Made of Glass 2Chapter 2:
"Well what was I supposed to do? Was I supposed to turn away? Renee she just showed up on my doorstep." Charlie was on the phone in the other room. "We knew this was going to happen someday, but I didn't know it would be so soon as to 15 years later, almost 16." He pauses. Renee is saying something. "Well! I thought it would be sometime when she was 18, or at least in her 20's. She looks like she has been beaten senseless." He pauses again and I try to turn my head just the slightest bit, trying not to make it obvious that I am eavesdropping. "I just don't know how she got here." I can hear him sigh, this was a really bad idea. I should bolt. If I wasn't so shaky I would, but my knees are so weak. I probably wouldn't even make it two blocks down the road, and besides the storm has gotten worse. "We can talk about this later, I don't know what I'm going to do... I'll try to make her comfortable for the night and contact her parents tomorrow." He puts so much emphasis o
Made of Glass 1Chapter 1:
I made it. Seven musky hotels, and three sleepless nights in a park brought me here, but I made it. The house is simple, but in my own mind I think it's magnificent. With each step I take I get dizzier and dizzier. The stairs are a challenge, but the knock on the door. That's the worst. I bring my pale hand upward, pull it back only to reach upward again. "Can I help you miss?" A voice behind me. It's a man. Slowly i pivot on my right foot to look. A man confined in a wheel chair is looking up at me, and a boy with hair as long as mine stares.
"I-uhum-I was just looking for um-Charlie Swan." I give him a questioning look, maybe this is him, maybe I have a brother, but why would they keep him instead of me?
"Well sweetheart," The man starts. "He must be inside watching the game on his new flat screen, I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you came in with us." The boy starts pulling him up the stairs. When he reaches me they both extend their hands. "Billy Black. And this is my son Ja
Runnaway Love I run down the hallway as metal objects tear at my clothes, but I keep pressing on. What I wouldn't give to get out of here. My eyes have already adjusted to the darkness, but the passageways are littered with trash, turned over tables, thrown chairs, and broken windows. It is early in January, and the cold air surrounds me in a thick blanket. I stop for a moment. I have reached a dead end, and instantly I shiver. The light flickers above me, sometimes casting an eerie glow. My arms instinctively wrap around myself trying to keep warm. My small jacket doesn't do much help. "Sam," I call out his name. My voice cracks and the light goes out. The moon casts a silver glow through the barred window and rests on my back. "Sam!" I feel so alone; so scared, I have nowhere to move because I have just come from one way, and the only way out is barricaded. But I can't, go back out into the open. That thing is chasing me. It runs leaning to the left, arms hanging down
Ominous- Jeff The Killer x Reader Ch.8After the surprising encounters of yesterday, you were taken back out through unfamiliar woods until you reached a large house.
You were given a room, down the hall from Jeff and Eyeless Jack, which was surprising, considering that the two killers were the last people you'd want to be around at night.
The first few days were rough however, and the murderous clan took special time out of their day to "familiarize" themselves with you.
Toby was by far the nicest. He could be a bit of a downer at times, and his tourettes took some getting used to, but he seemed the most similar to you.
Masky and Hoodie were friendly enough, but you always caught them spying on you for no apparent reason. Hoodie never spoke above a whisper and it creeped you out.
Masky was gentle and extremely shy, but on several occasions you found him on the floor having violent coughing fits, and swallowing handfuls of pills. He almost never removed his mask, unless he was sleeping.
Eyeless Jack, the second oldest, was
Ominous- Jeff The Killer x Reader Ch.7As the creatures words sunk in, you felt your heart skip several beats.
You blinked rapidly and took a few steps back. You weren't angry, you weren't terrified, instead you felt a foreign and unexpected feeling that you couldn't find a
You looked back at Jeff, who had a hand curled into his hair in frustration. He met your gaze for a brief moment before looking at Slenderman.
"But can't you just-"
"My Proxies have a particular skill set, as you've most likely seen from Jeffery. Now, I must ask; what is your relationship with him? It is extremely unheard of for him to spare a life."
Slenderman said, cutting him off.
You gulped. What was your relationship with him?
Friend? No, he wouldn't hesitate to kill you if he wanted to.
"He had said that he kept me around for company, out of boredom." You replied, which was the honest truth. Jeff wasn't affectionate in any way, and enjoyed getting under your skin.
The only time he showed you concern was out of necessit
Fun At The FairLeo sighed. How had Mikey talked him into this?
"That’ll be $20."
Handing the money to the ticket vendor Leo did his best to keep his hand hidden in the large sleeve of his coat so as not to alert the man that Leo and Mikey were not human. A moment later the man shoved two small slips of paper into his hand before waving them away.
"Have fun at the fair. NEXT!"
Handing one of the tickets to Mikey, Leo rolled his eyes as Mikey let out a loud giggle and began pulling him towards the entrance to the fairgrounds. Following Mikey's lead Leo watched amused as Mikey handed his ticket to the person at the gate before going inside and pausing for Leo to join him.
Once inside the fair Leo did his best to keep up with Mikey who practically ran; checking out every booth and stall while staring longingly up at some of the rides.
As they passed by one of the booths, a man's voice called to them.
"Hey kid! Come over here. If you pop a balloon you'll win a prize."
Leo rolled his eyes and did his
A Royal Guard's Protective Arms
Mikey groaned as he slowly began to wake. He was warm; completely cocooned by the blankets on his bed; and he was not alone. He could feel Leo's arms around his hips, gently holding Mikey's smaller body against Leo's larger body.
The sound came from his throat without conscious thought. He couldn't help it. He felt so happy. Last night had been the best night of his life, last night he'd confessed to the man he loved and not only had Leo accepted him and not pushed him away; but they'd slept together. Another low hum came from his throat as he remembered the previous night. He’d never felt that was before. He’d never like that before. He’d never felt such need grip his body.
Slowly shifting, Mikey raised his head up off the pillow to look around his room. Early morning sunlight was slowly shining into the room, making everything look slightly orange. Off in the distance he could hear guards going about their rounds. He groaned as he felt Leo's warm breath rac
Model Agency-TG Caption Short
Nick watched as his mother pulled out the driveway. “Finally!!”
He closed his blinds and ran over to his cell phone. He brought up his messages and touched David's name.
Nick-Hey man I'll be down there in a minute okay.
David immediately responded back.
David-WHAT ARE YOU TELLING ME FOR!! PLUG IN AND GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE YOU'RE LATE!! I think the link is starting to effect Alex, he's been to in to long.
David-Why don't you tell him to get offline?
Nick-(Wow he's still texting) He's waiting for you moron!!
Nick put his phone down and closed his door locking it. His mother was going to be gone for at least three hours. Plenty of time.
Nick reached under his bed and pulled out a bulky grayish suitcase. He opened it quickly and put it on his bed. It's contents were dozens of syringes, a camera like device, and can of a clear creamy substance. Nick quickly undressed down to his boxers. He took a handful of the creamy liquid and rubbed over his skin head to to
Goodbye .:EnglandxReader:. (Part 1)
If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, it is yours forever.
I let out another sigh, already exhausted for the day and it was only noon. Mister England has me working day and night now, well ever since America and many others had left him. He lost Canada, Hong Kong, and so many others, I was all that was left really. I remember the happy times, when he used to be so much kinder, so loving. But that wasn't the England I know now.
I am known as the personification of (c/n), but most like to call me (f/n) (l/n). I've been around for many years, it’s still a wonder how I am still under British rule, but my country is small and I never get the chance to make allies to help me. England keeps me on a tight leash; there is barely a moment that he isn't watching over
Goodbye .:EnglandxReader:. (Part 2)
“The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.”
― Mark Twain
Years were going by and things only got worse. I was so happy to help but as soon as I set foot on my land, questions and accusations were thrown at me because of my land. I hadn't known how bad the damage was, there was only about five miles of land that wasn't touched by nuclear waste and it was used all to grow fruits and vegetables but it wasn't enough to keep them all alive.
I helped in farming in the daytime but when night fell, I used a detector for nuclear waste to assess the damage in the ground. It was always so hard because the coughing fits started coming back and my people’s tears always flowed form my eyes.
I couldn't even tell how bad it was, nuclear waste had enter our water supplies so we had to buy more water from other neighboring countries, thankfully Ukraine was one of them and she was so kind to me. She actually had s
A Hero and his 'Villian'It had been a normal patrol that night. He’d been out, running from rooftop to rooftop when he'd heard the sounds of a robbery. Quickly he'd rushed down the nearest fire escape and out into the street heading towards the direction of the crashes and shouts. He’d found the scene of the crime with little effort; it wasn't hard to noticed when the entire front part of a pharmacy had been ripped apart. he'd entered the pharmacy, expecting to find drug dealers steal stock for their next batch; what he hadn't expected was to find a 9 foot tall hulking turtle mutant with razor sharp teeth and claws, gorging itself on any and all the drugs it could get it's claws on.
He’d rushed in, blinding attacking the mutant turtle thinking he could overpower it. He’d been VERY wrong. The turtle mutant had been able to easily hold its own; using its massive size and strength to savagely attack him, even managing to dislocate one of his shoulders before hurling him through a b
Made of GlassPrologue:
How can someone that you have known all your life, suddenly become a stranger? How can someone you love, lie to you so easy? How can I be so gullible? I believed them! I trusted them. I loved them.
My veins fill with rage as I sit in my bed. The tears and sobs have been long over, but I feel so much pain. I have a physical ache in my chest and I shiver. How can anyone be this broken? How can I be this broken?
The paper is out in front of me, but I don't look at it. I don't want to know. I never want to know. Ever. "Renee and Char-" I hear the shattering of glass. A flashback.
"You cold have told me! I have lived my entire life in a world of lies!" I remember screaming that at the top of my lungs, then storming out of the room. Not one person can understand the way that I feel right now. How can you stand to hear your parents just openly tell you that you don't belong to them after fifteen years? How can they say that you never did? How can you just wake up one morning a Berko
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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