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To The Stars Through Difficulty 00
Caliban sighed as he stalked round his lair. He felt agitated and angry. His talons clicked on the cool stone with each step he took. Why was life so cruel to him? Why did he have to love a human? Why couldn't he fall in love with another dragon? He growled at his own stupidity.
He walked to the lake that hid in the back of his lair. He dived in trying to calm himself down enough to think clearly. He came outta the lake again and laid on the embankment. His mind was filled with mental images of Serverin Ruthen. The black haired blue eyed pale skinned human had his heart.
His grey talon tapped on the cool stone floor yet again in agitation. He had to see Serverin again. He walked to one of the many chambers of his lair. It was a room full of different chests. In one was clothes. He shifted to human and donned a pair of jeans, black t-shirt and a leather coat. He slid his feet into a pair of black boots and laced them up. He stood and walked off to find his Serverin
To The Gates With VengeanceI gasped as I looked at the test in my hand. The word positive looked up at me from the digital screen. I looked at the other three tests that laid on the bathroom counter. All said positive. I sighed as I put the test in my hand with the others on the counter.
I turned to look at the mirror hanging on the back of the bathroom door. I stood there just in denim jeans. My shirt was discarded as I waited for the results of my tests. I rubbed my flat stomach. I sighed again as I thought of the creation of my child.
Zack smiled at me. He leaned over and kissed my neck. We both had just come back to the bus after a concert. The others were off in the bar still. We were on the bus alone. I sat down and he straddled my hips. I kissed him and he moaned. His mouth went to my neck. He started to nip and suck gently.
I started to pant as my hands roamed his body finding every nook and cranny. My hands opened his jeans and reached inside to find the amazing treasure. I smiled at the guttural moa
Sisters Forever-Gimmy Fan FicSisters FoREVer - Gimmy Fan Fic
It was a warm summer day when Garrett Norse walked off his tour bus and started walking in a random direction as he checked his cell phone for calls or messages from his baby sister Sage. He felt upset about leaving Sage alone with their father but had no choice. For all of his life Garrett was constantly beat as he prevented his older sister from getting abused herself. When he saw no messages, he hoped everything was alright. He didn't see the man coming in his direction until he almost plowed him over. "Whoa sorry man. I didn't see you there. I wasn't exactly paying attention either."
"Nah, it's fine bro. No worries." The man extended a hand. "Jimmy Sullivan."
Garrett smiled and shook the offered hand. "Garrett. Garrett Norse."
Jimmy smiled. "What band you part of Garrett?" In his head, the tiny voice was saying: "Oh my god! He's sooo gorgeous! He must be mine!"
"Downward Drive. You?" Garrett smiled at the man he just met.
Bookworms and Jocks Alec: The Beginning
I sat in biology watching Clarke Decker as he took notes for our next test. I was supposed to take notes myself but was too entrenched in looking at the man a few seats away. The minute he looked up I looked at my paper. I looked at him from the corner of my eye. Clarke Decker is a very athletic well-built man. I always envy him; compared to me he is a god. I am just a lanky pale nerd. But Clarke is tan and buff. When I look at him my heart does a rapid rhythm of it's own.
I sighed sadly when the school bell rang signaling the end of class. I watched him leave before grabbing my own books and going to my locker. I was shocked to see an envelope taped to my locker door. I took it and opened it. Inside was an invitation to a classmate's birthday party. I saw Clarke with the same invite and knew I was definitely going.
A few days later I dressed in black jeans and a red tee. I made sure I looked immaculate before getting into my car and going to the party. I n
For The Love Of Payne 01I sighed grabbing my car keys. Why did I have to be different? What caused me to be different? Why should I have to live with humans just to avoid ridicule from the Fae community? I have Fae powers like everyone else, all I am missing is the wings. Just because I'm wingless I have to hide. Is that fair?
I sighed looking at the mess my roommate Jarvis left in the kitchen in his wake. I looked at the garbage and dishes that littered counters and table tops. Sometimes I wonder if a human roommate is a good idea. I mean Jarvis is an ok guy, but he makes more messes than my dog Shane. Shane is a pure white female husky with blue eyes that remind me of sapphires. I made a mental note to talk to Jarvis about his mess later on after I get home from work. I sighed and walked out the door to towards the elevators.
Once at the elevators I pushed the down arrow. I tapped my fingers on my thigh as I waited. I wished the elevator would come faster. I have to get to work on time today. My boss told m
Loka's TurnCasper woke in the wee hours of the morning to the twins crying in their sleep. He had given birth to them 4 years ago. He noticed that the twins didn't like to be away from him for too long. He sighed and touched Loka's side. "Loka wake up, the twins are crying." A few months after they were born the king agreed to let Loka live with Casper and their children. Loka had been the happiest person in the world when he met his children.
Loka sat up and nodded. "Yeah, the kids." He wiped his eyes and sat there. Casper pushed at him as he stood. "Yeah, I'm coming." He stood and followed Casper to where their children were sleeping. He went to his son Caesar's bed. He picked him up and held him close. "Relax honey, father's here." He looked at Casper with their daughter Luna. "Is she ok?" He smiled when he saw Casper holding their daughter close. He smiled. "Why don't we just take them to bed with us? We may actually sleep that way."
Casper sighed. "Loka they need to learn to sleep in their o
03 schoolI sighed as I walked into my Spanish class with my classmates. I sat in my assigned seat and tried to act normal. I am a high school senior and am 9 months pregnant. Luckily for me I only look 4 so I can hide my belly in my normal clothes. No one knows I am pregnant but me, my mom, and my doctor. To the rest of the world I am just a tiny bit overweight. And before you freak out and say I hurt my baby playing in gym class I don't play. I sit out. I have sat out everyday.
I sighed as I set my books on my desk and pulled my pen from behind my ear. It is amazingly funny that I am in Spanish class, I am Spanish born. But I need more credits to pass this year so here I am, in a class I know I cannot fail. The other kids classify me as teachers pet cause I am so good at Spanish, but i learned it growing up...
I opened my book to the page the teacher instructed and sighed. To me this seriously is child's play. I felt a cramp in my back and bit my lip. Damn Braxton Hicks contractions again. I h
Req: The EncounterGarrett Norse sighed as he walked with his children to the park; his wife needed some time to herself and he was letting her have it. He pushed the stroller that had the triplets inside as the kids stayed close to him but not in any specific order. 13 year old Sammie helped keep an eye over her siblings. Garrett knew he was in for a lot now. The same day the triplets were born Sammie became a woman. Now he had to handle a hormonal teenager every month as well as 3 month old triplets. As he got to the park he sat on a bench and sighed. "Don't go too far. I want to be able to see you!" he rocked the stroller gently as the babies slept.
He watched each of his kids with pride. All together he now has 11 children. The ages range from 13 to 3 months old. Sammie is the oldest at 13. Then comes Ethan and his twin Jenae, they are 9. After them is the triplets David, Avan, and Juliette, who are 7. Following them is Draco and his twin Rosalie, they are 6. Then comes Liam who is 2. Finally is the
Inspector Wolf The old lady was dead. I could smell it before I even got into the house. The whole place reeked of adrenaline, sweat, fear, copper and steel. He’d dropped her right in her living room. Chopped and chopped until she stopped moving. But I could tell I was getting close. This had been done in a hurry, and the killer didn’t have the time to clean up after himself like he usually did.
Across the room, the phone rang. The shrill sound set my teeth to grinding, but I ignored it. Instead I followed the killer’s bloody footprints into the back bedroom. He’d climbed out the window. If I hurried, I could catch up to him and end this disgusting spree he was on.
Then the answering machine kicked in. “Hi, Gramma! It’s Red. Sorry I’m running late. I kind of lost track of time. But don’t worry. I packed the picnic and I’m heading out the door right now. Love you.”
She’d been expec
The TrundlerThe waste land behind the fire station is always silent. No birds sing there, and even the wild rabbits and feral cats avoid it. Weedy wildflowers nod their seasonal heads in the breeze. Lying fallow in the midst of housing developments, shopping malls, the new movie theater — the vacant lot stands out like a knife wound on a woman’s placid face, shocking, brazen, ugly.
It is always empty. Except for one thing: a ragged heap of old trash, all nasty black tar paper and vicious snarls of rusted wire, car parts and broken glass and other junkyard jetsam. The embodiment of injury waiting to happen, an invitation to a tetanus shot... the city never hauled it away. No one ever wants anywhere near it; it radiates an eerie sense of calculating watchfulness.
And at night, it wanders.
When darkness falls, and the last cars heading into the hives of tract housing stop illuminating the asphalt with moving-picture shadows, it… unfolds. Bitter, broken tangles, grotesquely mov
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