Griffin Rider: Planning an Ambush“You are sure of this?” Sheera asked with a scowl as she sat atop the wagon.Griffin Rider: Planning an Ambush2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I'm standing here telling ye such aren't I?” Caleb replied gruffly.
Sheera frowned and pursed her lip in annoyance as she glanced at Nil. “I assume you saw them as well?”
Nil shifted uncomfortably under the wood elf's scrutiny. Caleb felt bad putting the girl on the spot but there was nothing for it.
“I'm not sure, I've never seen a bandit camp before, but they were heavily armed and hidden within a dell so they couldn't be seen from the High Way.”
Ikras looked towards Sheera dubiously. “It is possible, reports of banditry upon the High Way are not uncommon.”
Sheera sighed and turned, pulling up the flap for the wagon. “Ra'ma. Come.”
The nidracaal flowed out of the wagon, dropping to the ground and looking up at Sheera curiously with her shimmering yellow eyes.
Sheera glanced at Caleb. “How far down
Griffin Rider: First FlightThe morning broke as it always did in this part of the world, slowly at first as the sun fought to rise above the low rolling hills and then poured down upon the sheltered depressions between them. Caleb's eyes opened slowly as he yawned mightily, stretching out his stiff joints. He lifted himself from Bracken who crooned softly as he lifted his head out from under his wing, clicking his beak and warbling a good morning.Griffin Rider: First Flight2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Good morinng to ye as well." Caleb said gruffly as he turned to stroke Bracken's mane.
The griffin clicked his beak and began to preen himself, cleaning away the morning dew clinging to his feathers as Caleb brought out his feed. Bracken set about eating eagerly as Caleb checked over their gear. He didn't expect any of their companions to have taken anything but old habits died hard.
Caleb turned at Nil's voice to find the girl standing behind him smiling with her hands clasped behind her back.
"Good morning." he replied.
"Are you going to be flying th
Griffin Rider: Making CampTheir party made good progress that first day. Caleb had never worked closely with either of the taurian races, however he'd heard stories of their amazing stamina and much to his shame they exceeded even Bracken's steady and inexhaustible pace. The others of course rode with the wagon...except for the gnome who sometimes floated alongside it and at other times vanished all together only to reappear somewhere up ahead waiting for the group to arrive. The centaur in particular seemed to take great offense to Duulingknopf which seemed only to encourage the gnome to further acts of depravity. He even buzzed past Bracken once during the journey yelling: "DUUUUU!" as he flashed by. The poor griffin had jerked and hissed in agitation and it was all Caleb could do not to take a try with his sling at knocking the gnome from the air.Griffin Rider: Making Camp3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thankfully the rest of the party was more tolerable. Ikras proved to have a musical side to him, producing a set of the pipes that his people were famous for and p
Griffin Rider: A PropositionCaleb ran his hand over Bracken's breastplate, examining its surface carefully as he examined it for damage. The tawny beast in question lay sprawled besides him. The griffin's blue eyes watched Caleb's motions intently, its head turning rapidly to follow even the slightest shift in its rider's body.Griffin Rider: A Proposition3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Bracken's beak lunged forward suddenly, pecking at Caleb as he adjusted the breastplate's straps.
"Here! Off ye great winged git!" Caleb snarled, throwing up his hand and grabbing the griffin by the beat. "The damned thing is loose ya fool, how're ye supposed to protect yer chest if ye've got a loose breast piece eh? Tell me that why dontcha."
The griffin chirped and warbled at him indignantly before settling into a low humming growl that emanated from its thick chest.
"Oh yer just sulking ye great oaf." Caleb replied tersely, rubbing Bracken between his ears affectionately. "It'll be alright, just ye watch."
Bracken chirped again and pulled his head away with a snort, turning back to poke
Griffin Rider: A MeetingCaleb strode through the city gate, glancing at the guards who eyed him warily. He couldn't say that he blamed them. After all, a fully armed and armored rider and griffin were intimidating to say the least. Granted given that by nature of the fact that Bracken had to be able to fly with all the gear the armor was relatively light. Only the griffin's breastplate and skullcap were iron. The rest was hardened leather reinforced with bronze barding. His own armor was equally light. Consisting of hardened studded leather. Over the years of constant fighting he'd acquired a shirt of chain mail to wear beneath the leather and a scale mail vest to wear on the exterior. The triple layered armor wasn't the strongest thing he could've worn but it protected Caleb well enough. He wore leather chaps with inlaid chain mail and iron plates covering his thighs and shins. He wore a simple iron skullcap to protect his balding pate.Griffin Rider: A Meeting3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
At his waist rested the long sword which he'd drawn on the elf bitch the
Shadows of Love 1Shadows of Love 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The ones we love can hurt us the most
Lily was sitting in the common room on a couch in front of the fireplace. She was reading Hogwarts, A History for her next History of Magic lesson. She tried to concentrate on the legend of the Chamber of Secrets, but it wasn't that easy, as a loud applause and screaming started in the common room. Lily turned her head.
James Potter came down the stairs. There was a white little lily between his teeth. Lily rolled her eyes and returned to her book. After a few minutes, James stopped next to the couch. He stared at the girl without saying a word. Lily sighed angrily and glanced at him impatiently.
Lily's look changed from upset to shocked while James unbuttoned his shirt. He unfolded it, sticking his chest out. There was a writing on his skin with red ink under his tie, which read: 'WANNA DATE?'
James smiled with the flower in his mouth and looked questioningly at Lily.
"No." she said concisely.
Lily stood up with her book in her hand. She he
Killing loneliness with you"You think it's funny, Potter?" Draco Malfoy's voice sneered across the room. Harry shook his head, desperately trying not to laugh. They were stuck in this room for only several hours now, and already Draco Malfoy had gone completely crazy it seemed. He tried every spell to get the door to open, but it was deadlocked. Draco's last attempt was trying to smash the door open, not even with magic anymore, but just by throwing chairs to the door.Killing loneliness with you3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I guess we just have to accept the fact that we're stuck here Malfoy, at least until someone comes and finds us. And believe me, I find being stuck here with you, just as delightful as you." Harry replied sarcastically.
"I will not just sit and wait, Potter!" Draco sneered back, yet again failing at an attempt at breaking the door open with a chair. Harry shrugged his shoulders and sat down with his back against the wall. If he was stuck here with Malfoy, he could at least use the opportunity to make fun of him.
"Argh!" Draco screamed out in agon
Stolen Kisses Ch. 9Chapter 9: Letters and IdeasStolen Kisses Ch. 94 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Two months it was difficult to appreciate just how long a month was until you had to wait anxiously through two of them. The New Year had come and now the second month of it was nearly over. Spring break was only a couple of weeks away and Sarah had no idea how she was going to spend it. Originally she had planned to stay on campus and spend as much time with Jareth as possible, but now that it had been two months since they'd seen each other with only one letter of reassurance from him, she wasn't sure.
The letter had come in the middle of January tied with a ribbon around a single red rose. Sarah opened her desk drawer and took the letter out just then. It was worn and creased from how many times she'd unfolded it, read it, caressed the words 'I love you' at the bottom, and then re-folded it only to repeat the process about four more times a day. His flowing script helped to sooth her and give her courage until he could be there again, but th
Stolen Kisses Ch. 8Chapter 8: Mi Casa es Tu CasaStolen Kisses Ch. 84 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was December the twenty first and Sarah sat in the bay window in the salon of her family's Victorian home. In the twelve days Jareth had been gone, there had been a monster of a blizzard, leaving some homes without electricity for several hours until emergency crews had righted the situation. Now though, it snowed lightly. Large bits of white fluff drifted lazily from the gray overcast sky to add to the already giant piles of snow. Sarah rolled her eyes; Mother Nature was taking the "white Christmas" thing just a bit too far.
She glanced at the clock; it was six o' seven and dinner would be served at six thirty. Jareth was late again. Maybe the goblins needed another firm talking to? Or perhaps he'd been found out by the fae who're watching him? Sarah slumped against the cool windowpane, her breath fogging the immediate vicinity. This was worse than Thanksgiving. The waiting seemed so much more intense and interminable. Of course that could
You just know...You know you're too much of a Labyrinth fan when...You just know...5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
1. Whenever you see a white owl, you run after it, screaming "JARETH!!" at the top of your lungs.
2. You call the school janitor 'Hoggle'.
3. Whenever something doesn't go your way, you cry out dramatically, "It's not fair!"
4. You've made an OC for Labyrinth and paired them with someone (in all likelyhood, Jareth )
5. You've drawn yourself as a Labyrinth style goblin.
6. When you get upset or mad, you stare at the offending object/person and say "I wish the Goblin King would take you away. Right now!"
7. You blame goblins on things going missing or getting broken around your house.
8. Whenever you see David Bowie sing, you sigh dreamily, then wonder why Jareth is on tv.
9. You've done everything on this list so far.
10. You're laughing because that last one is so true.
11. You want your wedding dress to be Sarah's dress from the infamous 'Ball scene'.
12. You've made your boyfriend dress up like Jareth.
13. Your MSN screen
Steve and Tony want to adopt.Steve and Tony want to adopt.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Steve and Tony walk hand in hand into the orphanage. They were greeted by a kind middle age lady with brunette hair. "Hi you must be Mr. and Mr. Stark-Rogers. Come in come in" she says as he opens the door wider to let her guests in. The place was pretty worn down, scratches on the floor, marks on the wall and some of the ceiling is peeling. Kids were running all around the house. The lady puts his arm out of from of them. "Hi. Please call me Ms. Stanley" she says with a smile. "Hi I'm Steve and this is my husband Tony" Steve says while he shakes her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you" Tony says as he then shakes her hand. "Well let's go into my office and talk about the type of kid you want to adopt" Ms. Stanley grins as she leads the couple more into the house.
A few hours later they narrowed the choices to three little children. A five year old blonde hair girl name Cassandra, a little 6 year old brunette boy name Peter and another boy who is 7 years old name Jack. "Well do you want
Stolen Kisses Ch. 11Chapter 11: ConsequencesStolen Kisses Ch. 114 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jareth walked contentedly down a side street in the Goblin City. Darkness surrounded him as he moseyed along, smiling at the few goblins out at this hour; an action that thoroughly confused the goblins and sent them scurrying for cover. The actions of their king were most peculiar of late. It was almost as if he was dare they think it, happy. However little did they know, the King was not happy. He was ecstatic, euphoric, exultant, walking on cloud nine. There were so many ways to describe how happy he was, but in all reality, none of it mattered. The only thing that mattered was that she'd said 'yes'.
The Goblin King didn't notice the way his subjects scampered fearfully away. In fact, he didn't really notice much except for the way the stars seemed to shine a little bit brighter. He hummed to himself and let his feet lead the way down the cobblestone path. A small cloaked figure went unnoticed in an alleyway until it stepped out and addressed the
Late Night Texts 24G: Send me a picture.Late Night Texts 243 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
G: I'm tied up, and I won't be able to make it down for a few days.
G: So send me a picture.
S: (picture message enclosed)
G: Cute, kid. Real cute.
S: I'm sensing sarcasm.
G: We both know I didn't mean a picture of Bobby.
S: Well you didn't specify.
G: All right, fine. Sam, it would please me very much if you were to send me a picture of yourself.
S: (picture message enclosed)
G: If you EVER want to sleep with me again, you'll send me a picture of you shirtless.
Stolen Kisses Ch. 4Stolen KissesStolen Kisses Ch. 44 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter 4: Wait
**Warning: Lots of Adult type touching to coin a phrase from Lixxle**
"Sarah," Sarah's roommate Vivienne whispered. No response. "Sarah!"
"Five more minutes, Viv. It's all nice and warm under here "
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about."
"Ugh what time is it?" Sarah asked not opening her eyes.
"In the morning? Jesus Christ, Viv! Too early!"
"Sarah! Did you know there's a guy in your bed?"
At these words, Sarah's eyes popped open in alarm. "Say what?"
Vivienne pointed behind her and Sarah turned her head to see a mop of blond hair sticking above the blanket. Now that she was awake, she could feel an arm draped over her waist and she could now comprehend why it was so warm and cozy, because she had Goblin King in her bed. The question was: when the hell had that happened?! "He wasn't there last
Broken Angels - Chapter 3Broken Angels - Chapter 38 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Desmond wasn't even aware that he had fallen asleep, but when he woke up the room was
pitch black and dark. He shifted a little and felt something beside him. He was still for a long
time until the sound of Ethan's steady breaths reached his ears. The demon was asleep and
Desmond didn't want to wake him, so he climbed out of the bed as quietly as possible. He
didn't bother with finding the light switch, he knew his way around perfectly in the dark.
He found that his shoes were still by the door. Slipping them on he opened the door as
quietly as possible, but he knew that Ethan was most likely already awake by now. The
demon had such sensitive hearing the lightest breeze could wake him. Not wanting to
know if his lover was awake or not, Desmond closed the door almost silently behind him and
started down the hallway of the apartment building.
Being only a block away from the nightclub, the fallen angel did not have far to
New Anniversary"Hey, Castiel, look at this," Gabriel called to his brother over his shoulder. He had stolen Sam's laptop while the hunter was out with Dean on a food run. Cas walked up to Gabriel curiously and peered over his shoulder at the article the archangel was reading.New Anniversary3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"National Kissing Day?" Cas said, his head tilting. "What is the point of this?"
"Well, it gives you an excuse to kiss Dean senseless," Gabriel chuckled. "Though I never need one to kiss Sammy." Cas's eyes flicked over the article, reading quickly. A smile curved his lips and Gabriel knew he had scored a point. He closed the laptop and stood to stretch.
"So, that mind of yours planning madly?" Gabriel asked, smirking at Cas. The younger angel nodded, a light in his eyes. Without warning, Cas turned on his heel and rushed upstairs, stomping loudly in his haste. Gabriel chuckled again and wandered into the kitchen. He had already planned out exactly how he was going to seduce Sam today, having found out a few days ago about the up
Stolen Kisses Ch. 13Chapter 13: Pride and PrejudiceStolen Kisses Ch. 134 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A low rhythmic ticking made a soft white noise in the background as Sarah rolled over in a half-sleep. The soft mattress made a 'flumph' sound as her body plopped back down and the ropes holding the mattress made a soft creaking sound. She frowned; something wasn't right. Her dorm bed didn't make a flumph and creak sound usually it made a thump and squeak sound. She furrowed her brow. It was obvious she wasn't in her own bed, but if she wasn't in her bed, whose was she in?
Grumbling slightly, she opened her eyes and squinted about from her position on her right side. She lay on what felt like a feather mattress and feather pillow. Her surroundings looked to be made primarily of a light colored wood, perhaps pine, and they all looked rustic, like they belonged to a cabin in the mountains. The simple bedroom she was in held only a bedside table, a chest of drawers, and the bed she laid in. A snuffed candle sat on the nightstand, but the room w
Late Night Texts 25(Group Message Sam and Dean Winchester)Late Night Texts 252 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
C: Dean. Sam. We must help the mighty Thorin Oakenshield reclaim his stolen homeland of Erebor.
D: What the hell are you talking about?
S: I meant to tell you this earlier.
S: I took him to go see the Hobbit.
D: Why would you do that?! You know he gets weird ass ideas.
C: Dean, we must go help him. He could die without us.
D: Why should I give a rat's ass?
C: He is a majestic ruler, Dean. His majesticness must be saved for future generations.
D: His what?
C: His majescticness.
D: What the hell?
S: Thorin was pretty majestic. I have to admit that.
C: Then you understand, Sam! We have to go help the Dwarves reclaim Erebor!
S: You know what, Cas, you're right. You and Dean should get ready and be on your way tonight.
D: Sam, what are you doing?
S: I'll even go find you a bow and arrow. You can match wits with Kíli.
D: Sam, what the hell are you doing?
S: I'll pack your provisions.
D: Sam, stop it.
S: I'll even call Gandalf for you.
C: Dean, Sam is g
Stolen Kisses Ch. 5Chapter 5: TeaStolen Kisses Ch. 54 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One month seemed to take forever! It had been a grand total of twenty-two days and Sarah couldn't believe how much she missed the insufferable Goblin King. Her roommate Vivienne had asked several times who he was and why hadn't he come back around since, but Sarah had skillfully avoided answering fully.
It was still a week before Thanksgiving break and in an attempt to take her mind off of Jareth, she'd been hanging out with her friends in the theater department, helping to build sets and sew costumes when necessary. Mostly she hung out with her friend Nate, who knew about her "boyfriend" but was kind enough to not press for information, unlike Vivienne. "Sarah, don't you think you've done enough?" he asked as she finished up the final touches painting a backdrop.
She rose from her crouched position and wiped her brow, leaving a long blue streak of paint across her forehead. Nate chuckled, but didn't say anything. "No, I have been doing just the right amount of work than
Late Night Texts 7S: Bad pick up line war. Three two one GO!Late Night Texts 73 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
G: If I said I liked your body, would you hold it against me?
S: If I had to choose between you and a Chevy, I'd ride you any day.
G: Are you from outer space? Because your ass is out of this world.
S: I'm allergic to your clothes. I'm going to have to ask you to remove them.
G: You have such a beautiful smile. It'd be better if that was all you were wearing.
S: Let's convert our potential energy to kinetic energy.
G: You fucking sexy nerd.
G: What are you doing tonight? Besides me, of course.
S: That's not a pick-up line. That's a command.
G: Are you forfeiting?
S: Hell no.
S: You might say I'm a samurai, because I'm a master of the sword.
G: If you were aspirin, I would take you every four to six hours.
S: Was that an earthquake, or did you just rock my world?
G: Do you have a mirror in your pocket? Because I can definitely see myself in your pants.
S: I'll marry you tomorrow, but let's honeymoon tonight.
S: What?! Your pick-up li
Stolen Kisses Ch. 2Stolen KissesStolen Kisses Ch. 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter 2: All That Is Beautiful
"Blow out candles Sarah!" Toby shouted from his booster seat.
Sarah smiled and did as requested, however one candle stayed lit persistently. She frowned at it before directing a puff of air in its direction. Toby clapped and Karen and her father smiled at her. "Congrats kiddo! How's it feel to be eighteen?" her father asked wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
"Not much different than seventeen truth be told," Sarah smiled back.
He laughed, "Yeah, they all start to feel like that the older you get."
Karen cut the cake and Sarah dished out large scoops of ice cream to accompany the slices of sugar-frosted goodness. After cake and ice cream, Sarah was led into the living room where there were three presents for her to open, one from Toby, one from her father and Karen, and an unmarked one. Sarah sat in the recliner while Toby hovered over the presents, anxious for her
Stolen Kisses Ch. 10Chapter 10: Impulse and ForethoughtStolen Kisses Ch. 104 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You can do this, Sarah," the young collegiate woman whispered to herself as she stood in front of the full-length mirror in the back of the theatre department. Everyone who was leaving for spring break had already left earlier that day, even Vivienne, and campus was silent. However the quiet was allowing for her brain to re-think her mission. Despite the fact that she'd been looking forward to this for the past two weeks, now that she was on the verge of doing it, her heart was pounding and her hands were shaking as she stood fidgeting in the long regency style dress she'd borrowed from the costume department. Thoughts kept running through her head like what if she couldn't get back? What if Jareth wasn't happy to see her at all? What if those problems he kept talking about had escalated and now the Underground was at war? It would explain why he hadn't been able to visit her.
She took a shaky breath and tried to calm her nerves. She'd prepar
If I Was Your Vampire - 1If I Was Your Vampire - 16 years ago in Horror More Like This
Chapter One - Good morning
The soft silk brush against his bare frame as he rolled over in the lush bed. The cool, slick fabric was wrapped around his otherwise naked body, warming nicely to his feverish temperature within moments of making contact with his skin. The slender male rolled again, not having found his intended target in the first attempt. Hey, it was a big bed, a couple could get lost in the thing....
Finally he made contact with the object of his desire; another body, this one just as bare as the first, and even more so since the red comforter had slipped from the upper half of his body.
Jode smirked quietly to himself and snuggled closer to the man, placing a soft kiss right in the center of his perfectly sculpted chest. Aaron had a body that would have put a Greek god like Adonis to shame, and a face so perfect that it could only be understatedly described as angelic. Jode had always felt so plain in comparison to Aaron. The simple demon was unworthy of Aaron's l
Stolen Kisses Ch. 6Chapter 6: Happy Thanksgiving!Stolen Kisses Ch. 64 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sarah, dear, could you please pull down the guest china from the cupboard?" Karen's voice called from the kitchen where she'd been all morning preparing the 'perfect' Thanksgiving dinner.
Sarah sighed and walked into the kitchen. The cupboard in question sat above the countertop and was used to house the 'special company' plates and glasses. She dragged a chair over to reach properly as Karen bustled about tasting the gravy and adding more cream to the mashed potatoes. "I'd ask your father to get them, but he and Toby went to the airport to pick up your Aunt Helena," Karen commented while stirring the cream into the mashed potatoes.
"That's fine, I needed something to distract me anyway," Sarah replied stepping up on the chair and reaching into the cupboard to pull out the plates and set them down on the countertop.
Karen glanced over at her stepdaughter, the tension in her frame easy to discern. "When can we expect your guest to arrive, Sarah?" K