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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
The Little Girl in the Yellow Nightgown GTChristoph let out a soft grunt as something tiny and warm pressed into his abdomen. Frowning with confusion, the young giant began to sit up in bed, careful not to lose focus on that little tiny feeling on his skin. Rubbing his dark facial scruff, Christoph reached with his other hand to flip the switch of the bed side lamp- he gasped as light flooded his tired eyes, and waited for his pupils to adapt…
The giant then gently removed his bed covers, and gazed down at his bare stomach and breathed out sharply.
The sight before him was astonishing- a girl, a tiny little thumbing of a girl lay shivering on his skin… She had dark long hair, the color of a panther's coat, and skin (much tanner and darker than Christoph's) which was as warm and brown as golden hot chocolate.. Christoph felt his eyebrows furrow as he thought, 'How in the universe has such a little morsel ended up here?"
Christoph was never fond of eating humans- squirmy, fatless little things… B
Embroidered 11 ( LevixReader AU)
You called Petra over after you had taken care of Levi and sent him to bed. She didn't waste time to make it over after you mentioned that Levi was already over your house. You opened your door to get the mail just as Petra rushed from her car to your porch.
"Oh thank goodness! I was afraid that I'd be stuck out here." Petra exclaimed removing her soaked hood from her head.
"How is he"?
"Well, he's sleep right now...I think. You know come to think of it, that little fucker is really quiet."
"[Name]! You didn't bother to check on him"!?
"Haha oh Petra calm down alright. I checked on him. Now get your butt in here it's cold dammit." You said to stepping aside so that she could get in. Light thunder crackled in the distance as Petra made her way into your family room and switched on your t.v.
"Hey [Name], would you like to watch t.v.? Oh sure Pet, here take the remote why don't you." You replied sarcastically.
"Aww, [Name], You shouldn'
Neither A Light, Nor A Heat - Part 1Cold wind whistled through the gorge that cut through the Ascarlin Mountains, sending a shiver through Lyne that rattled all the way down to the bone. Below, autumn colors were settling into the woods that surrounded the city of Negav. People were tending warm hearths, cooking dinner as the heat radiated out into the room and melted off the chill starting to settle in. Snow was rare in Felarya's only permanent human settlement, but that knowledge did little to make the winter rains less frigid.
Lyne pulled his cloak around him and hunched forward, trying to keep his hands from the iron barrel of his rifle, which refused to hold any heat. His shirt and pants were at least warm enough to keep the chill off of his wire-thin body, and the mop of loose, curly hair was thick enough to hold in what heat he managed to acquire.
"Liven up, son," said the driver next to him. He dug his elbow into Lyne's side, and about knocked the young man over. "You look like you're keeping a graveyard watch."
Marry Me! -Capitulo 2 - Parte 3Se encontraba refugiada a la fresca sombra de un enorme árbol, en el lugar citado la noche anterior, unas horas antes de la hora marcada. -¿Porqué había llegado tan temprano?-Se preguntaba a sí misma en voz alta.
-Porque la puesta de sol de hoy es muy hermosa y quería compartirla contigo.- Contestó una voz de tono varonil desde unas ramas arriba del árbol.
Alzo su vista, divisando al dueño de aquella voz tan seductoramente madura y dulce.-Eres demasiado cursi ¿No crees?- Sonrió burlonamente, sin poder notar la reacción del hombre que se encontraba sobre el árbol, pues éste llevaba una capa gris con el gorro puesto, por lo que este último escondía celosamente su rostro con la sombra que provocaba.
-Debes admitir que es una hermosa vista.- Insistió aquel hombre, haciendo caso omiso al comentario de la vampiresa.
-Sí, lo es…-Respondió la Reina Vampiro
Facing Your Fears :: 6Rehabilitation Process: Day 6...
The days were passing by. Though Persephone seemed keen to keep interacting with Terrence while her sight was impaired, Flora continued pestering her older sister about removing her makeshift blindfold or at least accustoming herself to touching Terrence. She refused to believe that her sister wasn't ready for this next step, as Persephone had been talking to Terrence recently without so much as stuttering even once. Obviously she had been growing more comfortable with the giant spider over the course of the week yet each time Flora suggested their next course of action, Persephone would a way to dodge it.
Unfortunately, Terrence also proved little to no help coercing Persephone; he wanted her to progress at her own pace and didn't in the slightest want to force her into some situation she was uncomfortable with. He sought her trust, after all, and forcing her to touch him might risk that trust. He constantly told Flora th
Embroidered 12 ( LevixReader AU)
You, Petra and Levi had moved your little group project upstairs in the family loft. The storm had gotten even worse as time flew by. Working by nothing but the light of the candles and flashlights you were just about finished with your group project. All you had to do was print out the statistics and pie chart and you all were done but of course, the power is out and there's no telling when it's going to come back on again. Your laptop was the only source of entertainment but no one could agree on what movie to watch. And no one meaning You and Levi. So here the three of you were. Sprawled out on the floor in the loft staring into the sky light watching as the rain tapped violently against it and the lightning flashed. Normally, thunderstorms would put you to sleep but this is totally different. Your teeth began to ache due to the munchies you had gotten and your stomach cursed you out loudly for neglecting to fill it up. Levi and Petra both heard this and exchanged looks at ea
Myth City Role-Play: Part One
(I most likely made this look more epic than I ought. But I wanted to do a crime noir style with this one. >w> )
This was done between :iconShadowdancer172: and :iconJessica-Rae-3:. She plays the part of Adair and was the one t start the prompt. I slightly rephrased her first part to fit in a story mode. Enjoy.
Hugh, a werewolf, is a police officer in a city that mixes humans and mythical creatures; which, of course, makes his job much more difficult. While most of these mythical creatures choose to stay in their natural forms, a few - more specifically, the larger ones - appear as humans, so that they can live more comfortably in a human-sized city.
One day, Hugh had to go a few miles outside of the city, into a deep forest, to check up on one person who hasn't paid their taxes or even really visited the city, as far as he knew, in quite a while.
When he reached their home, he grimaced. It's clear this p
Myth City Role-Play: Part Two
(I love the pic still! )
It wasn't until about a week later when Judy was sitting in her office that she got the phone call. She was chewing on some gum while filing down her nails since this was her break, but of course someone would call at that moment. She shouted at the other cubicles, "Phone call!"
No one responded.
She sucked her teeth and then answered the phone with a grumble, "Mythos Taxing Relief. This is Judy Sanders. How may I help you?"
Adair paused, sighed, and replied, in a slightly strained voice (it took a huge amount of effort to degrade himself this way), "I'm having a little trouble, paying bills." He took another breath. He supposed he'd have to tell her the reason, then... "My family has acquired a debt, and I don't have the money." He said shortly, irritation in his tone. He knew he was supposed to be 'polite' or something like that...but it was so difficult, when all he felt like doing was picking a good
The Pink Mist Ninja 2Ike, a small water filled country on the western part of Japan which was recently hostility taken over by forces of the larger northern country of Naga in a single night. To the Pink Mist this was something she didn't care about but for her next mission she had to know everything about it as much as possible.
In a small inn in the country of Kotoko south of Ike rested a rather chubby man dressed as a lord as he sat in peasant conditions. He was Loz, former head ruler of Ike and had fled the country as Naga invaded his lands. As he stared out at the moon bathed flower gardens, he felt a sudden gust behind him and turn around to see a ninja wearing a pink head mask with matching gloves and tabi socks with black top and trousers which had two pink vertical lines running up her suit on both sides with a sword strap to her back.
"You, you are the Pink Mist?" Loz asked as his voice quivered a little.
"Yes, what did you want to hire me for?" She spoke in a clam tone as she crossed her arms.
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
The Key That Changed The World
Deeply regret to advise you Titanic sank this morning, the fifteenth, after a collision with an iceberg resulting in serious loss of life. Further particulars later.
At 2:20 AM Atlantic Standard Time on the morning of April 15, 1912, the largest and most luxurious man-made object that had ever been moved, the Royal Mail Steamer (RMS) Titanic, disappeared beneath the calm waters of the North Atlantic about 370 miles or 600 kilometers south-southeast of the coast of Newfoundland, leaving behind her the majority of 2,208 living, breathing human beings-- people with families, dreams, hopes, ambitions, and plans-- struggling to stay afloat in the frigid ocean water. Among them were the world's richest and most famous and influential individuals, who
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