Medieval Love - IntroThis book is dedicated:
To the spirit of creative freedom.
To Hesti, the truest friend ever.
To Engel, Rac-rac, Rusty, Roo, Gwen, Tempest wings, Muggie, Luna, Kirsty, Limpy, Kinks, Anz, and Bunny. May our group last forever.
Lord Destrier was a powerful, wise man; organized and determined. He knew what was expected of him and was a just ruler. He kept the order and knew how to handle everything Except his son!
Destrier was pacing up and down his study, deep in thought. What to do with his son? He had been moping lately. His son had lost is usual hearty appetite, didnt take an interest in anything and took to walking listlessly from room to room.
Destrier recalled the conversation he had had with Count Percival the day before. They had been discussing how fast their children had grown; Percivals daughter and Destriers son. They were both of a marriageable age. The match had appealed very much to Destrier. It would also extract his son from his mopi
MURDER SHE WROTETroubled mind,MURDER SHE WROTE6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Take it slow.
A world behind,
Not letting go.
Such a mess,
Pain still lingers.
Today's been torn,
A lesson learned.
Destined to fade,
A suicidal cry,
Murder she wrote.
AloneHe walked through the shrouded forest, dark clouds rolling across the turbulent sky and caressing themselves along the pale moon like seductive fingers. His dark, wildly handsome features were cloaked amidst the blackness, his rough, worn hands stuffed deeply into the pockets of his jeans as he roamed the terrain almost restlessly, as if searching for something, anything to take his mind off the conflicting emotions going on in his head. There was a hollow, aching loneliness that was etched with pain in his heart a loneliness that just wouldnt go away no matter what he did no matter how hard he tried to stay busy. It was just there. Always.Alone8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He gazed almost helplessly around him, feeling the struggling, sickening panic rising again, looking for anything, anyone to hold. But he was alone. Had it always been this way? How had he wound up here? He couldnt remember.
My LoveMy Love,My Love8 years ago in General More Like This
I'm here alone...wondering...waiting. It's so, so cold without you. My tender heart aches and throbs and cries all at the same time. The darkness consumes me, it's black tendrils squeezing my soul like writhing serpents bent on crushing it into submission. The night is freezing, the stars but icy, dead gems in the sky. The moon reflects the pallor of my soul, the light harsh and dull and wavering. Will it disappear? Where has my inner strength gone?
The air is thick...foggy...And I am left here wondering...waiting.
I imagine your tender smile, that soft look in your eyes that used to shine down upon me...and it twists and pangs my heart...and my dreams at night. I drag myself through the day. There is no light but yours. I am but a wilting flower, dying, th
Sharp Tongue chapter 1Sharp Tongue chapter 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Rude Awakening
"You were gone for so long," Magus said to the girl, fingers entwined in her long, braided hair. "I thought you would never come back from your other world." He gave her a rare smile, which she returned.
"Wake up," she said.
Mildly confused, Magus unconsciously knit his brow. "Pardon?"
"Wake up, damn it!" she said again, her tone of voice not matching her face at all.
"I'm afraid I don't --"
"Honestly!" she continued. "Every single morning -- you'd think a wizard wouldn't be the kind of person to sleep in all the time. Come on, you've been sleeping ages longer than the rest of us!"
Magus blinked, and the girl his arms were around wasn't who she had been three seconds ago. Her long, coffee-colored braid was replaced by a purple bob, and her wire-rimmed glasses were now thick and clunky. "You!" was the last thing Magus said before --
"Honestly! Every single morning -- you'd think a wizard wouldn't be the kind of person
My Very Own KelDomLady Kelandry of Mindelan wore a deep russet dress, made by Lalasa, which clung to the curves of her slim, but muscular, body. She had a dreamers green-hazel eyes set over a thin blade of a nose, and a soft, wide mouth. Her light brown hair waved softly to her shoulders. Doms eyes nearly fell out at the sight of her. Lalasa had emphasized parts he did not want to be reminded she had. It just made sticking to his pledge all the harder. She was his friend. He could not distract her from her duties, nor did he want to ruin their friendship. What if she didnt feel the same way? Hed been drawn to her since he set eyes on her, and while their friendship had grown and grown, it was only a few months ago that hed realized he was deeply and irrevocably in love with her. He was known as the courts biggest flirt, the heartbreaker, the seducer who could not be seduced. A small smile curved over his mouth now. If only they knew. Not one of the court ladies, the nMy Very Own KelDom7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Flirting with Disaster Ch.1He leaned in and kissed me on my cheek. I didn't blush; we were both playing a game similar to "playing hard to get." Instead of pretending to not be interested, we were doing what we could to prevent from blushing first. Sure, it would have been easier for him, I mean; he was more solemn than I. But I, on the other hand, had to learn to not show my emotions in a very quick time. It was I who was a Team Leader, I who had to face many challenging foes without letting my fear show.Flirting with Disaster Ch.18 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Melody, Team Leader of K.E.W.T., it must be extremely hard for you to Keep Everyone, everyWhere, Together. How is it that you can remain so cute?" I knew that he was making a play on words, a sort of run-on pun, involving my team's name, and their motto. I cracked a smile a bit, but was able to catch myself quickly enough that I didn't blush. He had me up against a wall. If he was someone else, I might've freaked. But this was Diamondstar. He wouldn't har
The EndThe End8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
There are no such things as happy endings.
You can ask any shabby old hobo, lying broken on the street corner.
Live life like theres no tomorrow, love like youve never been hurt; wanna know the truth? Thats all kids stuff.
And I should know. The people who are supposed to protect us? Theyre just human, like you and me. They make mistakes. Dangerous mistakes.
Me? Im not inclined to go parading around with a gun, calling myself a hero while Im just a murderer with the justification of a little thing called law enforcement.
But you know, its not really possible to stop evil with good either. Like that mass murderer is gonna turn over a new leaf just by getting a lecture on how wrong he was and getting himself locked up in a cage.
I know this. You know this.
And thats why I fight. If the police are gonna make a muck-up of things anyway, why cant I? Why cant I give a family who lost someone
Unicorn Fever- One ShotOne Shot: Unicorn FeverUnicorn Fever- One Shot7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A/N: This is my first one-shot, so please forgive me if Im doing anything wrong. The first proper snow weve had in years fell in the UK a few weeks ago, and the feeling of peace was incredible. People couldnt drive, no-one went to work (here in the marshes, if you skid, you drown) and the sensation was unbelievable. I decided to share it, and I thought that if anyone deserved to have a bit of peace in their lives, it was Numair and Daine.
In the style of Sleep Pale Sister by Joanne Harris.
It was one of those timeless hours of winter. The snow drifted softly from the darkened sky, illuminated by the silken silver light that showed no signs of darkening. The trees seemed to sigh as each breath of wind shook them, reluctant to shed the sheltering blankets of snow from their branches. The deadly threat and fear of winter was gone, and all that remained was the utter peace of a quiet winters day.
The girl w
Immortals - Promised GoodbyeIm dead.Immortals - Promised Goodbye8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was a statement of fact, he knew. The cries of Barzha and Hebakh had faded quite some time ago along with the uncomfortable feeling of the boulder that had killed him. He still hadnt moved; not from pain, as that had also disappeared, but just for lack of want, of reason. There wasnt anything to do. He couldnt fight Ozorne, or even any of the other immortals that had allied themselves with the emperor-turned-Stormwing, couldnt tease the humans.
Couldnt say goodbye.
Goodbye. He had never actually spoken the word. Still, he had said something. What had he said? It seemed like it was years ago that he had been perched on the rail of that Yamani ship talking to her.
Maybe it had been, he certainly had no way of telling time. Maybe by now she had married the stork-man and had a stork-baby. Or maybe it had only been half a second, and she was still calling his name, screaming it in the hope that her words alone could undo w
An unexpected confrontation You found me sitting by the lake, clearing my head after a hard days work. I didnt notice you at first, being so wrapped up in my thoughts as I was. Suddenly you were just there, sitting next to me and saying my name. My eyes jerked open to take in your beautiful presence. You laughed, for some reason unknown to me, so I just sat and waited. When you were done, I asked why you were so cheerful. You smiled a little half smile that made my heart beat quicken and replied I have made a revelation.An unexpected confrontation8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I couldnt think of what to say, so instead I raised one eyebrow slightly. You laughed again and said, in a quiet voice Ive finally figured out why youve been acting funny. I struggled to keep a blush back, and the only word I could form was Oh After a moment, I got my ability to form complete sentences back and asked Well, why am I acting funny, pray tell? Your eyes,
Bella, it's time.. Bella, it's time...... Chapter 1Bella, it's time..7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I woke up, she blinked a couple times trying to clear my vision. I lay on a soft, big bed. I pushed the covers aside and turned to sit up.
"Good morning, Bella," he breathed in my ear.
I turned only to gaze into his liquid topaz eyes. I remembered to breathe. Edward looked at me with that crooked smile I loved so much. He looked away and brushed his beautiful bronze hair out of his eyes.
"You know Bella it is polite to say good morning back," he said annoyed.
"Good morning Edward," I said, smiling.
I stood up and looked around the room. The black leather sofa in the middle of the room, and the stack of Cd's neatly arranged c
Knight master It was summer in Tortal, and the palace gardens were at their peak. Well trimmed rose bushes and other flowers were in full bloom; a soft breeze carried their scent over the grounds.Knight master8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
On one of the many stone benches placed among the flowers sat Lenore of Queenscove, quietly reading a book in the shade of a large tree. Her eyes were dark hazel with a hint of green in them and intent on the words before her. Her long black hair was pulled back into a tight braid, with a few stray locks framing her face and brushing the back of her neck.
Tanned skin hid the slight almond tint it held, if not the liberal sprinkling of freckles across her nose and cheeks. She was 13 and on the short side; she had yet to grow into her disproportionately long limbs.
Lenore was a first year squire but she didnt have a knight master. She wasnt worried about it though. She knew shed get one eventuall
Brave face"I can't do it."Brave face8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I won't do it.
"You're too important to the realm."
You're everything to me.
"I don't know what your family will do."
I can't imagine life without you.
"You have to get better, for Tobe's sake if nothing else."
You can't leave me here alone.
"If you die, Meathead will never forgive you."
If you die, I will never forget you.
"Why did you have to get sick?"
When you fell, I felt my world falling with you.
"Kel! You're awake!"
"I've been awake for the past half hour. Thanks for staying with me."
"It was nothing."
"I love you too."
Edward's Big 'Surprise'"STOP Please have mercy" Edward hissedEdward's Big 'Surprise'7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I giggled this seemed like only a fitting punishment after my b-day party disaster.
"Not on your life Edward am i going to give you mercy on this day." I was laughing and so was Emmett, who was the current evil genius who thought this up.
I stood in the middle of the Cullen's living room waiting for Edward to stop whining so we could get to where we were going.
"Emmett as my favorite brother...i beg you to reconsider...Haven't i always been a good brother." Edward was pleading and i had to admit it was hilariously funny i was about to bust a gut.
"I'm only your favorite brother because you don't want to see the super amazing plans i have for you on your birthday." Emmett's rumbling laugh shook the house
"Well yeah that is currently the case..." he turned to me suddenly " Bella i love you...you wouldn't put me through so much torture would you?" his voice was still pleading and i was feeling weak.
I turned to Emmett who say me faltering. he quickly
I'm No Angel--Chapter 2I woke up the next morning still in yesterdays clothes, and with a bit of a headache. As I began to get up and begin my morning routine, the events of the night before slowly came back to me. Rosto was trying to talk me into being his girl again. Will he ever quit? He is a stubborn cove, Ill give him that much.I'm No Angel--Chapter 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Then, suddenly, my emotional breakdown came flooding back to my memory, and I collapsed backwards on my bed again, throwing my hands to my head in exasperation, trying to think about what I said exactly but couldnt. All I could remember was how he rushed directly to my side, and how I had instinctively buried my head into his shoulder, and how his hands, strong and supporting, but at the same time so comforting, as he rubbed them up and down my back, trying to soothe me in my time of need. Gods above how could I have done that! My headache suddenly grew worse in its intensity, and I went in search of remedy Kora had made for me, muttering in annoyance at m
I'm No Angel Chapter OneTold from Rostos point of view in Bekas room about a year after the events in Terrier.I'm No Angel Chapter One7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Beka, I love you more than any other mot I have ever known. I dont know why she wont believe me. I promised to do so much for her. I have left Aniki, along with all the other mots I have been with, but she still wont be with me.
I know Rosto, youve told me this at least a hundred times, but
But what ? I promise to do any thing you ask me, I have already left all my concubines for you, you are the only one I want now, why wont you be with me? She doesnt know shes breaking my heart? No, not breaking, smashing into a million pieces would be more accurate.
Its not that I dont want to, its just
Just what ?
I am a Dog, and you are the King of the Rogue.
No I'm no angel
No I'm no stranger to the street
I've got my
Breakable 3Bellas P.o.vBreakable 37 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Oops, erm, what shall I do ? What am I doing ? Hes making to effort to move away or to move closer, then again neither am I. I pulled away slowly, eyeing him cautiously, his eyes were wide with shock, he still stayed in statue form.
Jake? I whispered quietly, touching his arm.
He nearly jumped out his skin when I touched him, snapping out of his trance. He stared at me for a moment then stood and walked out. A pang of regret and rejection hit me, hard. I felt the tears welling in my eyes, so instead of sitting and letting them fall, I stood and dressed quickly, then I half ran to my truck, repressing the tears. Even as I resisted them, they fell hard and fast down my cheeks to the muddy, damp floor below.
Why had I just walked away from the reason I had come home ?I wandered into the living room and sat on the sofa with my head in my hands, my mind rushing with unanswered questions. Did I still love Bella? Of course I did. Why had I not