Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 34Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 342 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Elle tried to force herself to sleep, but her mind was abuzz with the events of
the day. By all intents and purposes, Mias should be able to decline the betrothal by
loving her, and they could probably convince his father they were going to marry; then he
would still be in exile... But that all depended on whether or not what Thane said was
true. Maybe Elle just needed to take one for the team. If she played along and was
believable enough, they’d all be able to live normally.
That was, unless a different heir was named. Perhaps Mias would be able to take
her and Tovi, and maybe even Th
11:Elle's Wedding Day"Miss! Miss!" Thomas cried.11:Elle's Wedding Day4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Elle opened her eyes with a groan to find Thomas leaning over her, his little hands on her shoulder as he tried to shake her awake.
"What time is it?" She croaked.
Stretching, she turned onto her side and glanced at the porthole, frowning when she saw that it was still dark.
"It's just after dawn!" Thomas said, sitting beside her on the narrow bed.
Elle sighed, tugging the thin sheet more tightly around her shoulder. She had made it a habit to sleep as late as she could, not because she was depressed, she assured herself, but because it meant less time spent anywhere near Elias, and more time spent devising a plan.
"Why on Earth are you waking me up so early?" Elle asked, just as a deafening BOOM rocked the ship.
Elle shot up in the bed, grabbing Thomas protectively around the shoulders. "What the hell was that?" She shrieked.
Thomas laughed. "It's alright Miss, just a signal shot to let Tearny know we intend to make port."
Elle stood up and stretched
Mias and Elle - Chapter 2Recovering from the shock that the slamming door sent through her body, Elle immediately began to push and pull tentatively at the doorknob. The door and the knob would not even budge, no matter how hard she tried, and the frustration was building quickly inside of her. An animalistic panic took over and she began to shake the handle with enough force that her entire body shook with her movements. Growing tired, she gave the rigid handle one last ferocious expulsion of strength that she could muster before giving up with a violent scream.Mias and Elle - Chapter 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Elle stared at the closed door, her short fingernails digging painful crescents into the palms of her tightly clenched fists. Having already tried repeatedly to pry it open with all the strength she could muster, staring at it was all that she could do. She blinked rapidly to keep her eyes from welling over with tears again and cursed loudly before giving the door a swift kick. It felt good to relieve herself of some anger, but she still instantly reg
5: Elias Finds ElleElle woke with a start. She opened her eyes slowly, unable to make out anything but blackness beyond the flicker of the candle which burned low on the table beside her. She could hear the creaking of floorboards near the window to her left, and she turned onto her side and stared wide eyed into the darkness.5: Elias Finds Elle4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She tried to scream when she saw a form coming towards her out of the shadows, but only managed a small squeak. She shot up in bed and scooted back until she was pressed against the headboard, bringing her knees to her chest.
When the figure became clearer thanks to the candlelight, Elle let out a shaky breath when she saw that it was only Mias.
"You scared the hell out of me," Elle breathed, pressing her hand against her chest.
Mias tilted his head as he watched her, a sly smile spreading across his lips. His eyes dragged over her face and down her neck to where she had the blanket tugged up over her knees, before his gaze met hers once more.
Elle shivered. He was looking at her a
10: Elle's RevengeElle ripped her arm free of the large sailor's grip as he hauled her up from the ladder and onto the deck. She nearly fell to the floor, feeling so detached and disoriented from the horror she had just witnessed that her whole body was numb.10: Elle's Revenge4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mias is dead.
She felt a sharp twisting in her chest at the very thought, and she wanted nothing more than to crumple to the floor and cry. She looked towards the island, only able to see the outline of the cliffs and the glimmer of waves as they drifted onto the shore. Elle wanted to hurl herself over the side of the ship, to swim back to Mias and hold him in her arms one last time. But she knew there would be no point in it, that all the wishing and crying, all the promises and kisses in the world would never bring him back. All she could do now was hope that Mias knew what she felt for him. That his love for her was matched by her love for him.
She watched as Elias climbed up the last few steps of the ladder with a wide grin on his face,
Mias and Elle - Chapter 7"You found it where, exactly?"Mias and Elle - Chapter 73 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Her, Berenos. I found her a few klicks in, east of the Decivus land."
The larger of the two, Berenos, stumbled over the hearth in alarm, the clatter making Elle's unconscious body shuffle and grunt. He tried repeatedly to assure himself that he had simply misheard his brother, that it was not true that they had become tangled in the affairs of the Decivus family, but a miscommunication was far too rare a thing between them.
"Mathias Decivus? You took her from one of them?!" He softened his voice as the body on the bed shifted again. "Abernos, are you completely mental? She can't stay here; you have to get rid of her!"
"Don't be so cruel, brother! She seemed to need help "
Abernos stroked absently at the girl's hair, brushing his fingertips against her warm forehead as his eyes scanned her face repeatedly, taking it all in. There was something about her that made him smile, and even more so than usual. There was something so uniq
1: Mias and Elle Meet AgainElle glanced around the wide expanse of the ballroom, suppressing a yawn with the back of her hand. It was just after eleven o'clock and she was eager for the night to end so she could go home and crawl into bed. She wasn't normally one for these types of parties, but she had promised her friends that she would attend this illustrious costume ball that they had been planning for the past several weeks.1: Mias and Elle Meet Again4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She shifted from side to side, grateful that the long crimson skirt of her ball gown was long enough that she was at least able to wear her favorite pair of comfortable flats. Her friends had all opted for sexy high heels, but Elle knew that after an hour of that her feet would begin to feel like they were being twisted in a vice. The bodice of the gown, however, gave her nothing but trouble. It was so tight she could hardly breathe, with a neckline so low that she felt completely exposed. Her friends had assured her that she looked ravishing, but she felt ridiculous and more than a litt
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Slowly but surely, Thane kept his behavior and language in check, even going so
far as to apologize and offer Mias the chance to punch him back. Mias accepted the apology,
but declined the offer. He understood why Thane acted the way he did – it had been his
natural fight or flight instinct in charge. Within the first two days, Mias turned his
attention to Thane’s reaction to fire... Though his method, he had to admit, was less than
Maybe it was a lapse in judgment, or perhaps a true desire to mess with Thane, but
while he was helping Thane redress his wounds, Mias conjured a small, dancing emerald
flame in the palm of his hand. Thane caught sight of it and froze. “What are you—?” Mias
curled his fingers around the flame and threw it into the fireplace. It engulfed the wood
and tinder in a burst of bright green light. “—SHIT!” Thane exclaimed, accident
Elle and Mias: PrologueIt was dusk when Elle finally got off work and was heading home. Her legs ached, but she walked steadily, motivated by thoughts of soaking in the bath and then curling up in bed with a good book.Elle and Mias: Prologue4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Within a few blocks of her apartment, uneasiness began creeping up upon her. It felt like she was being watched. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up despite the warm night air. While only half convinced her mind was tired, she quickened her pace anyway.
The faster she walked, the more the street lights illuminating her path seemed to flicker. Then all at once they darkened completely. The moon's soft blue glow took over casting shadows over the street as Elle broke into a run. Soon though, even the moon was overtaken by a passing dark cloud and she found herself running in darkness.
Suddenly her legs felt as if she were trying to run through water. Though she poured all her strength into trying to move her legs, they barely responded to her mind's urgent need to flee. The sensation craw
4: Beauty and the BeastSunlight streamed through the large window and across the foot of the bed, and for a moment Beth forgot where she was. She turned onto her back, staring up through the canopy of drapes hanging across the four poster bed, her anxiety and frustration over her situation returning as the after effects of sleep wore away.4: Beauty and the Beast4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Beth hated how helpless she felt, trapped in a castle in the middle of a vicious storm that showed no signs of easing up. She sat up in bed and stretched her tired limbs, then scooted to the edge of the bed and pulled the blanket up around her shoulders against the biting cold of morning.
Since there was nothing she could do about her situation, she focused instead on the small things she could control, such as getting dressed and straightening her bed. She was certain that Fiona would be upset with her for cleaning up a bit, but Beth wasn't the type who expected others to wait on her.
Once the bed was as close to perfect as she could get it, Beth went to the armoire where
6: Beauty and the BeastWhen Beth woke she was afraid to move, uncertain of where she was or who might be with her. She opened her eyes only slightly, just enough to see that she was lying in her bed at Blackmoor Castle, the room warm and the walls aglow with shifting light from the fireplace.6: Beauty and the Beast3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She had the distinct feeling that she was not alone, and when she shifted her head slightly to have a better view of the large wingback chair that was near the window, her heartbeat quickening when she realized that a figure sat there--and she knew with certainty that it was Mr. Thorne.
Beth squeezed her eyes closed, trying to keep her breathing steady and even, willing Mr. Thorne to leave her alone so that she could assess her situation in peace and come up with a better means for escaping the castle and the mad creature that Mr. Thorne had transformed into.
"I know you're awake," he muttered. "So you may as well open your eyes and face me."
Her breath caught at the sound of his voice, which no longer sounded gravelly
Mias and Elle - Chapter 14Elle descended the stairs, taking each step carefully in her moderately uncomfortable new shoes. The hem of her light turquois dress gently tapped against her knees, a meek smile curled in the corners of her mouth. It had been some time since she had worn anything nice. And though there wasn't much that was particularly fancy about the cap-sleeved dress, there was something in the way that Mias smiled at her form the bottom of the stairs that made it feel special. There was also a feeling that closely resembled fear that started to well up the closer she got to bottom, as if it would lose its magic.Mias and Elle - Chapter 143 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mias was grinning like a fool - he could not help it. It was incredibly refreshing to see Elle properly dressed, and it helped that her choice still showed a delightful amount of leg it could use more bust, though. The small smile that softly light up her face as she watched him with uncertain eyes was an exciting addition to the lovely image.
Well aware of his watchful gaze, Elle fl
The Particular Sadness of Pomegranate Seeds IVBegrudgingly he closed Persephone’s door. He did not wish to part with her, but he knew it was too soon. He longed for the days when they would whisper sweet nothings to each other as their bodies entwined, their limbs inseparable and indistinguishable from each other. One day they would participate in such endeavors.The Particular Sadness of Pomegranate Seeds IV2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Hades, who is that girl?” Hecate approached him as he locked Persephone’s door, taking one last moment to linger in future memories yet to be made.
“Persephone, I brought her here to marry me.” She was just as he imagined: full of life and love. She was always dancing, joyously, with her multitude of flowers and trees bowing to her. The sunlight, all at once, radiated from her skin as she absorbed it. He could not picture a woman more suited to his tastes and desires than she. She would be his goddess. She would bring life to the Underworld. She would all at once rule over death and life—with him at her side. He would know
2: Beauty and the BeastBeth clung to Mr. Thorne's arm around her waist, her teeth chattering as icy rain trickled down her face. Her hair was glued to her cheeks and tangled around her neck, her cloak and gown soaked through to her skin. Her whole body was numb, her fingers and toes aching painfully from the cold.2: Beauty and the Beast4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"We're nearly there," Mr. Thorne shouted over the onslaught of rain. Beth nodded, unable to speak as droplets of rain hit her already numb face.
Beth leaned closer against Mr. Thorne, trying to soak up some of the warmth that seemed to roll off of him in waves. Though she shook violently against the cold, Mr. Thorne felt as though he was on fire, and she couldn't help but relish the warmth that his nearness offered.
He stiffened behind her as she held onto him, his grip around her waist tightening as his warm breath ghosted over her temple. She tilted her head and glanced up at him to find his hard unreadable eyes on her, his jaw clenching and unclenching.
There was something possessive in the way
9: Elias' RevengeElle stumbled forward onto the beach on hands and knees, just as a wave crashed against her. She fell forward onto her stomach, gasping for air as she tried to catch her breath. Her muscles screamed, her shoulders and arms trembling uncontrollably from the excruciating swim. Her legs cramped, needles of pain crawling over her calves when she tried to stretch her legs. But she had made it, she was alive.9: Elias' Revenge4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She rolled onto her back with a groan, her whole body protesting. Staring up at the starry sky, Elle pushed the damp hair that clung to her cheeks out of her face, bringing herself up onto her elbows. She looked out at the water which shimmered in the moonlight, and in the distance she could make out the silhouette of the Revenge, and she sighed with relief when she realized that it was moving away.
Her relief was quickly replaced by guilt when she thought of Thomas. She had left him behind. She shook her head, unable to believe her own selfishness. She should have fought harder,
8: Mias Finds ElleElle rose slowly from the spot where she had been sitting for the past hour. She wasn't usually one to feel sorry for herself, but Elias' spiteful words, rough hands, and unwanted kisses had taken their toll on her. Yet in spite of his constant cruelty, Elle was amazed at how she had handled things thus far, drawing on an inner strength that she didn't know that she possessed.8: Mias Finds Elle4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Drawing on that strength once more, Elle took in her surroundings in the hope that she would find something that could help her escape. After all, if what Elias had said about Mias was true, then she was in fact on her own. As she looked around the surprisingly large space of the cabin, hoping that she would spot something to aid in her escape plan, Elle held on to the hope that Elias had been lying. That seemed highly likely, given his behavior, but she wasn't going to pin her hopes on a possibility. As far as she was concerned, she was going to have to figure a way out of this situation herself.
Elle inched her
Elle and Mias Chapter 10The days drifted one into another, each passing without much fanfare or pause. She lived with the ghoul, underground in a cave-like dwelling. They shared stories and discussed books they had readLeadbury was surprisingly well read knowing more about Aristotle and Plato than she. He never pried into her past and occasionally she gave him vague details of what had transpired in the lonely depths of the Ágend family castle. That part of her life was past her and she refused to be a victim of circumstance. She recognized that she had made several keys decisions that lead to her misfortune. How could one night of carelessness lead to such tragedy? Never again would she act without reason or out of her better judgment. Never again would she act out of loneliness or from an attempt to fit in. All the philosophers she had ever admired advised against the exact lifestyle she had tried to pursue.Elle and Mias Chapter 103 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Living in the forest with Leadbury had been a great healing to her broken soul. She had b
The Particular Sadness of Pomegranate Seeds IIIThe Particular Sadness of Pomegranate Seeds III2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There was a change in the wind, a shift in the grass. The sun became harsh and the ground grew cold. Silence and stillness saturated all space and time.
"Persephone!" She called. The wind carried her voice across the expanse of her garden. The wind did not return. No giggling or rustling, no whispering or dancing. She called out once again, "Persephone!" Yet still, her call remained unanswered.
The nymphs lost track of her in the meadow. Persephone was fond of disappearing into the forests and streams—or wherever the nymphs did not follow. The flowers and trees called to her. Demeter knew that her child was independent in nature and enjoyed her counsel with the flowers. Persephone distrusted the nymphs, knowing that their loyalty was first to her and not Persephone. However, Persephone maintained the loyalty of the life in the garden, something Demeter never tried to compromise.
Regardless of Persephone's want of freedom and independence, she always returned home. She never strayed bey
Mias and Elle - Chapter13When the laughter subsided, Mias and Elle found themselves shrouded in a veil of silence that had quite suddenly fallen over them, and they stared at each other awkwardly. Their expressions were lacking of any emotion, and emotions so vague that neither could really decipher what was going on inside of their own heads, let alone the other's. Beads of water trickled down their faces from wet hair, leaving glistening strings of moisture that caught the light and illuminated their skin. The blinks between them in that long stretch of time could be counted on a single hand.Mias and Elle - Chapter133 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Elle was becoming more and more confused by the thoughts that were beginning to swarm her into a giant dark cloud inside of her mind. She had been laughing and joking, actually enjoying herself, with Mias; it just did not make any sense. Adjusting to a more modest position, the sloshing of the bath water jostled the silence. The dark clouds stayed, she was still cast in the shadows of confusion, and where they parted to
3: Beauty and the Beast"You look like a princess, dear," Fiona stepped back so that Beth had a better view of herself in the full length mirror.3: Beauty and the Beast4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Beth's heart skipped when she looked over her reflection, barely recognizing the young lady who stared back. The gown she wore, though not cut in the latest fashion, was a rich emerald green that complimented her fair skin and rich brown curls. The skirt was full, the silk flaring slightly at the hips and reaching to the floor where the hem was stitched in an ornate pattern of golden ivy. The stitching continued up the skirt to the bodice, wrapping around it in a way that complimented her narrow waist.
The bodice was cut lower than the style that Beth was used to and was trimmed in black lace, and Beth couldn't help but feel self conscious about the amount of cleavage that it revealed. Yet Fiona assured her that it was not at all inappropriate, that it barely revealed anything at all, which relieved Beth somewhat.
Fiona had also managed to style Beth's unruly tresse
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The river rustled and hushed over the pebbled bank, flickering between golden-orange and dull purple in the waning sunset. Yǎn-sui dropped the freshly-killed skunk-bear from his shoulders onto the ground with a dull, heavy thud!. Stinging, oily musk and blood from the skunk-bears corpse perfumed the air, making him salivate, but he took his time, pacing a slow circle around his kill as he scanned his surroundings, ears twitching to detect any unseen foe.
A lone badger-toad reeped at him and trundled off into the reeds. Satisfied that he could enjoy his well-deserved meal in peace, Yǎn-sui turned his attention back to his kill. He squatted beside the ursine bulk and traced a line across the breadth of its soft belly with a finger, poking and prodding here and there to decide on the best axis of his cut.&
Destiel short fic-- First Kiss?The impala was parked behind a convenience store out in the middle of nowhere. Sam left to go use the public restroom while Dean and Cas waited outside and stretched their legs after the long car ride.Destiel short fic-- First Kiss?3 years ago in Romance More Like This
A bee began to buzz around the hunter's body, and he began to swat at it in an awkward and overdone motion. Cas merely stared at him, as usual, as if he were studying Dean's crazed dance. The bee finally rested...but on poor Dean's face.
"Oh, come on!" Dean snarled in frustration. He raised his hand to squish the bug.
Cas grabbed Dean's wrist before he could make contact.
"Don't," the angel said as he scooted as close to possible to get a better view of the bee.
"If it stings me, I swear to God--" Dean began, but stopped speaking as Cas raised his hand and gently brushed the bee away.
Sam walked down the path on the side of the convenience store, a bag of snacks in his hand. As he turned the corner, he immediately jumped back and hid behind the wall.
"Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit," Sa
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Sitting here on the couch, I should feel relieved. I finished my day's work--now I am free to do whatever I want. But instead...I just want to go to bed and escape from it all. That's what I do in my free time now--sleep.
I'll be honest...it's because...lately, sleeping is the closest I can get to feeling happy.
I've been dealing with...something...I'm not even sure what...this thick, black cloud that I can't seem to shake. This may sound extreme, but honestly...I feel like my soul is being torn apart from the inside out. I find no pleasure in life anymore. Maybe it's a jaded way of viewing things, but for me all the joy in my life drained away what seems like a long time ago. I feel like I have nothing to live for...I've never dealt with sorrow this thick, this intense before. I feel like it's suffocating me...how much longer can this go on?
I cry myself to sleep every night. Like I said, sleep seems the only way to escape the pain.
The worst part is that I'm afraid to tell anyone, ev
2: Elle's EscapeMias stared at Elle's sleeping form beside him. She hadn't moved all nighthe knew because he hadn't moved all night either. He was still lying back against the headboard, watching her steady breathing and enjoying the rise and fall of her breasts beneath her lacy white bra. He had stripped her out of the gown she had been wearing, wanting her to be comfortable as she slept, confused as to why he cared about her comfort at all. His grin widened as her chest rose, deciding that caring about whether or not Elle was comfortable had to be the best damn idea he ever had.2: Elle's Escape4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sunlight poured through the open window, a slant of light cutting across the bed and Elle's creamy white legs. Mias adjusted himself on the bed, and Elle shifted slightly before going still once more.
She would be awake soon, and Mias was suddenly aware that he had been lying on the bed in his clothes. He tried to smooth the wrinkles in his slacks and shirt, sighing with frustration when he realized not only was he a w