Black Gold Chapter 18Black Gold Chapter 18 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
18 No Way Out
Mrs. Morgan’s bellicosity at the thought of Glistening Oaks lessened as the long morning of the move progressed. Tim assured and reassured her—then reassured again and again—that the stay at the home was only temporary, a rehabilitation to get her fully back on her feet. Nancy concurred heartily all that morning, and even sullen Janiece agreed that her stay would be short. And the discovery that her roommate for the stint would be Esther Henry mollified her to near-acceptance of her situation. It was only as the bustle of moving her into her Glistening Oaks room receded that she spoke words which staggered all three of her children—
“What happens when this is over? I can’t live alone after this!” Which only in those words illustrated the fear that had been oppressing her. And the dilemma the Morgan children faced…
And the battle finally joined in Janiece’s living room after finally getting Mother settled
Black Gold Chapter 1717 Surprise DiscoveriesBlack Gold Chapter 17 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I’ve done a lot of things,” Trish grinned, “but I’ve never used my pants as an escape ladder! I never would have thought it of you!”
“Well,” Nancy smirked amusedly, but now casting a meaningful glance at Mary Catherine, “you do what you have to do to take care of yourself!” And Trish sensed in Mom’s eyes the same message for Mary Catherine as she herself had tried to convey…
“All I can say is you weren’t the one running all over Powhatan County in a pair of hand-me-down underpants!” Cat grumbled, but with a distant look in her eyes as if thinking of something entirely different… “And it really did wonders for my self-esteem,” she sighed. “I’m in that truck half-naked and his eyes were on you all the time!” Oh boy, here we go again, Nancy sighed, rolling her eyes…
Black Gold Chapter 21--conclusionBlack Gold Chapter 21--conclusion in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
21 Gut Calls
Abbie, Ashley Lana, Leslie, and Lizzie, with Richie Junior’s and Austin’s marginal help, had drawn the job of watching the children while Mom and Uncle Tim and Aunt Janiece settled affairs about the woman Abbie herself was already secretly calling Grandma. But there had been one other bit of help that hot day… “You’re handling things wonderfully!” Lorelei beamed upon Abbie and her little crew. Abbie and her new friend and cousin Ashley Decker were playing peek-a-boo with Aidenn, Lizzie was playing Candyland with Ella, Lana was tumbling in the O’Doolan yard with Mia and Mikey, and Leslie was playing the part of an entranced audience as bright little Penny read Mother Goose stories to her, all by herself. “A wonderful little family,” she smiled, taking a seat on the O’Doolan porch. “They can be so fragile,” she murmured, thinking on that cataclysmic case which marked
Black Gold Chapter 1Black Gold Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Very First Snoop and the Case of the Black Gold
By Mister Mistoffelees
1 The News Cycle
Mrs. Nancy Morgan Dwight Miyazaki hardly considered herself a news junkie. The business of maintaining Snowden State University on a budget that was resembling shoestrings more and more each daynot to mention the everyday insanity of raising a bunch of Snowden Snoops (or Darius Allen Detectives, as Abbie insisted on being called)left little time to sit and watch cable news. She considered herself lucky to get an occasional glance at the online version of the Center City Intelligencer
But babies have a way of forcing parents to change their routine, and the stomach bug which had suddenly waylaid her twin three-year-olds Mia and Michael forced her out of the Snowden State facilities director's office to the couch at Passmore Street, nursing two mewling, whimpering toddlers with very upset tummies. Mercifully, the medicine prescribed
Black Gold Chapter 14Black Gold Chapter 14 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
14 Hot Topics
"Whenever Mother was trying to be kind to me in my youth," Miss Henry twinkled, frankly enjoying the company she was entertaining in her room, "she would call me impetuous. I was applying that adjective to you when you were ten years old, Nancy!" She leaned over toward Dave as far as her frail frame, fairly swallowed up in her recliner chair, would allow. "And I can tell she hasn't changed much. So when I heard she had gone gallivanting to Powhatan without a back-up plan, I wasn't surprised. I'd done that a few times in my own youth! Some of us just should not have been allowed to read Nancy Drew! My mother was one of them; she told me with a straight face that it poisoned young girls' minds. But I was a determined little girl, and Father " she said, enjoying a reminiscent smile"well, he was wrapped around his little girl's pinky finger! I got every Nancy D
Black Gold Chapter 4Black Gold Chapter 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
4 Warning Shots
"You know," Richie snickered, casting a wry eye at Abbie, "I can think of a few times that tying up a kid sister could come in handy!"
"What," Abbie retorted, "and use up some of the rope you'd rather use on"
"I think we need to change the subject!" Abigail interjected brightly, knowing exactly what her younger siblings were about to argue over and wanting to spare Penny and Ella the details. "I think we were talking about Mom tying up a kid sister. You had to know that wouldn't turn out well, Mom! Sooner or later your parents"most conscientiously not referring to them as her grandparents"were going to find out!"
"Yeah," Nancy grimaced, red-faced, "about that "
"I don't know why we're coming along," Lorelei sniffed as she and Mary Catherine trailed in Nancy's wake on the way toward Miss Henry's home. It was a big old house some in town called a mansio
Black Gold Chapter 15Black Gold Chapter 15 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
15 Run For Your Life
It could have been a scene from a Keystone Cops movie. As soon as the truculent voice pierced the darkness, Nancy and Mary Catherine gasped and jumpedright into each other, crashing them into a tangled heap of each other on the floor. They heard running footstepstried to extricate themselves from each other
"Your mother's ready to reconcile," Jimmy O'Doolan reminded Nancy as she sat on the masterfully-crafted deck. "That counts for something, I'd say."
She spared him a tired glance, then fixed her attention back on the starry sky. Many and many a night a young Nancy Morgan drew solace and calm from gazing at the stars on a warm Stoneville night, and even thirty years after she had last left, those same stars in their midnight-blue setting, the same fresh scent of evening's cut lawns and hibernating flowers, were a calming influence upon her. But the cat
Black Gold Chapter 6Black Gold Chapter 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
6 Public Figure
"Go away, Runt!" Nancy growled at Janiece as she stepped up her pace toward the library that Monday morning following her weekend misadventure. I don't want to be late anyway and let down Miss Henry
"Nuh-uh!" Janiece minced, breaking into a jog in order to keep up with Nancy. "Mom and Dad told me to keep an eye on you, and that's just what I'm doing!" Which she and her parents had indeed done very thoroughly all weekend; Nancy had been kept on the run with family chores all Saturday, and Sunday was Sunday School and church followed by a big dinner on which Nancy was forced to do most of the work, with Janiece's beady little eyesnot to mention Mom'son her the entire time from wake-up to bedtime
"You don't have to go to the library with me just to make sure I'm not investigating something I already wasn't investigating!" Nancy retorted. "Why don't you just go play in the street or something?"
Black Gold Chapter 13Black Gold Chapter 13 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hadley?" Nancy gaped, her knees dropping her down onto the seat beside Mary Catherine. "He's back?"
"He lives here again," Mary Catherine mewled, still shaken and shaking. "He sold his business and moved back here. He converted to the Church, Nancy! Right there in the sanctuary, one pew in front of me! He he asked me to lunch, why I was so late "
"Hadley?" Dave asked blankly. "You said Hadley True?"
"That's his name, hon," Nancy affirmed from beside Cat. "Cat's only boyfriend. It was a bad breakup, his parents threatened to disown him if he kept seeing her. After Mary Ann's trouble, the family had a bit of a reputation." No need to go into details now
"Yeah, but Hadley True?"
"You know him?" Abbie squeaked. She had long ceased being surprised at her stepdad Dave knowing anyone, mostly because he seemed to know eve
Black Gold Chapter 3Black Gold Chapter 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
3 Tall Dark Stranger
"Well," Abbie giggled, "you had a reputation by then as an amateur detective, didn't you Mom? You'd been in trouble with how many bad guys by then?"
"Too many to count!" a smiling face peeked in at the passenger window, and Abbie waved at a smiling Ms. Swickart, also following the caravan and stopping for a second while Dave and Nancy switched seats. "Did you ever tell her about the time you got mixed up with that man who tried to scam the town council into"
"They don't need to hear that one!" Nancy retorted with a red face. Not for a few more years, anyhow
"Anyway, Nance," Lorelei offered, "Remember the old Burgermeister Restaurant that used to be down here above Indian Springs a little? It's still open! Wanna stop for some lunch?"
"Gee, thanks, Lorelei," Nancy smirked, "now I have two teenagers looking at me like I'm a side of beef! I think they've made our decision for us
James' Cookies“This is the worst thing that has ever happened to me.” James muttered aloud to himself.James' Cookies in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He stood in the snack aisle at the grocery store, scanning the shelves in frustration.
“Out of gingerbread cookies...why does nobody have any gingerbread cookies?”
A hand tapped his shoulder tentatively, and he turned to see an old woman carrying a small shopping basket in the crook of her arm.
“Young man, do you have any gingerbread cookies?” she asked.
James turned back to the shelves, bending low to look in the very back; “I’m looking for some myself; Shyla asked me to pick some up-”
“Why don’t you ask your manager?” she asked abruptly, not realizing that James didn’t actually work there.
James straightened with a smile; “Of course! They may have some in the back! Good thinking;”
With that he turned and marched off; the old lady followed close behind, talking loudly to herself.
“Kids these days have n
A Cage For the SoulA book sits in the library of the great temple where those who follow the god of Justice reside; its cover bears three images. First is the image of a human priests holding a golden cage which both blesses and binds. Second is the image of a knight in armor darkened by ash and blackness; his hands bear a sword of pure white, and with it he stands in judgement over the earth. Third is the image of an orcish priest; bearing himself with humility, his head is bowed and his arms are outstretched in supplication.A Cage For the Soul in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
An inscription on the back cover reads: ‘These are the words recorded in the first book of the followers of the god of Justice; an account of the first orcish priest of the god of Justice, and the interpretation of his dreams. May it ever serve as a warning against corruption to all who serve the gods.’
I had that vision again.
Flashes of light and darkness course the my memory as I tried to cling to the fading images in my mind.
A human priest clutching a ba
13] AncientThe Ormon and The Little Storyteller13] Ancient in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Temple of Ormon stood as majestic as it had since it was first constructed so many years ago; the columns and tapestries giving off an aura of peace and harmony that was a comfort to all who came to learn there.
But this day there was something different, something that made the temple seem a place of nightmares rather than a place of wisdom and learning.
The screams were so loud.
A young girl, no older than five years knelt with the Ormon within the temple awaiting the end. The ancient man sat with his eyes closed in peaceful meditation, but the girl could not steady the racing of her heart.
The many weapons of those who had already died lay strewn about the floor around the pair; but the girl could derive no comfort from them.
She had been cared for by the kind people of this land since she had first arrived a week before, and now the sound of their deaths overwhelmed her completely. Even her mother had gone out to fight the forc
1] BeginningsLyric1] Beginnings in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Every life begins in darkness.
In the shelter of a mother’s womb, a child grows in blissful ignorance of the troubles beyond the darkness that envelopes them. They know only warmth and comfort; everything else is a mystery waiting to be discovered.
But while she began in darkness, there is one girl who was an exception to that rule; there was no comfort for her. Her first moments were darkness and silence, with her own name barely a whisper in the emptiness of her mind.
She knew no light; she knew no sound; she knew no friend; she knew no foe. She knew only longing, born from the sense that she had lost someone she had cared for. In the blackness of her eternal prison, that longing grew to envelope her entire being; she wanted only to be with the one her heart craved, though she did not know his name.
Bound and gagged, she could not move or cry out for help; for an eternity she knew only darkness and cold and silence and longing. She had no hope in mystery; sh
16] GoodBryce Sheffield and The Colonel16] Good in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Bryce Sheffield sat at the table in the corner with the Colonel, watching with his head in his hands as the villagers filed out of the old diner. He was very disappointed that the celebrations had been cut short so abruptly, but the villagers had too much respect for the Colonel to argue when he told them to leave. Not to mention the man was cleaning his rifle at the time.
The Colonel was still cleaning his rifle when he spoke; “What do you think you’re doing, son?” he asked sternly.
Bryce rolled his eyes and settled back in his chair; “They think I’m a hero, I’m not going to argue with them. It’s about time I got some respect anyway."
The Colonel glared at Bryce, not pausing in his work; “You think you’ve earned a bit of glory, do you?”
Bryce smirked, rubbing the back of his neck casually; “Earned it? Where I come from, it practically falls out of the sky. You wouldn’t
09] BalanceRhea Sydney and Chad Rayner09] Balance in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rhea Sydney stood on the tightrope stretching across the stage, swaying gently to correct her balance. Beneath her stood the strong man, Chad Rayner, watching her with a look of derision; she held nothing but contempt for the man, but she knew better than to voice her opinion. Instead she chose to remain where she was, out of his reach and in complete defiance of what she had been ordered to do.
“I said get down here!” Chad yelled, gesturing angrily to the floor next to him.
Rhea continued to ignore him, running a finger pointedly under her slave collar to relieve an itch; Chad wasn’t forced to wear a collar because he was Circé’s special pet.
Chad grunted and grabbed a nearby folding chair, hurling it at her with incredible force and accuracy. Rhea nimbly sidestepped down the tightrope, dodging the chair with ease; she was very familiar with Chad Rayner’s strength and temper. The rope bounced under her move
To Count the Stars"To count the stars." Ah, an oft used analogy in poems and songs to signify a countless total. Love; hopes; ideals; all use this analogy at some point to communicate the vast quantity the rhetorician bears. And in truth, it stands testament to the multitude of stars themselves. Of course, grains of sand are often used as well to mark the same concept, being numberless; but stars have a grandeur that sand lacks. Stars are pure and majestic; grand and reliable; bright and yet mysterious. Stars guide us without fail, while sand so easily misleads.To Count the Stars in Philosophical More Like This
But are stars truly countless? A man of science would tell you that the universe is in fact limited, confined to a finite yet indescribably massive area. If so, than what was once considered endless does in fact have an end. A man of science would tell us that our love, hopes, ideals, all are limited. And he may be right; we are limited beings; we all fall short; we all fail the ones we love. Yes, even our stars go out or fall from the heavens.
A Writer's Research: Coffee BeansCoffee is the source of my power. Without it I become a snarling mess of uselessness. I used to drink 32oz of coffee every morning before it started giving me health problems. Nowadays I drink around 15oz, which is definitely more manageable. Yet despite this dependence, and yes, obsession with coffee, I never really stopped to actually research where coffee comes from. I always make my own coffee, and while I prefer pre-ground beans (saving wasteful not-drinking-coffee time), I have used the full roasted coffee bean before. But where exactly does that little bean come from? How is it roasted? Why does it taste so bitter, yet so delicious? If I plan on including coffee beans in any of my writing, I need to know.A Writer's Research: Coffee Beans in Articles & Interviews More Like This
When I first set out onto learn about the origin of coffee beans, I searched first for the plant they grew on. I was surprised to learn that these "beans" are not beans at all, but berry seeds. Coffee berry seeds, to be exact, that grow on coffea trees. No, that's not a
28] RichStephanie Hall28] Rich in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stephanie Hall was surprised when she received the news she had got the job; only recently graduated from college, she had found herself struggling to find employment and had applied on a whim, thinking the competition for working at the Matthews Estate-among the wealthiest families in the state-would have put her chances near impossible.
“Lodging will be furnished on site, and you will be reimbursed for all groceries and extra expenses in addition to three-thousand dollars weekly pay.” the man on the phone droned disinterestedly.
“Your responsibilities will include overseeing the care of Isaac Matthews, providing meals, and keeping the property clean and orderly. Additional responsibilities may arise, but compensation will be provided for any extra services rendered.”
Stephanie scurried to write everything down as the bored man spoke, still unable to believe her luck.
12] MedicineIsaac Matthews12] Medicine in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dr. Michaels stood with Mr. and Mrs. Matthews outside the exam room where their six-year-old son waited. Mr. Matthews stared pointedly at his watch while Mrs. Matthews fanned herself dramatically, eager to hear what the doctor had to say about Isaac.
“He hasn’t responded to any medication until now; based on this, my colleagues and I feel that his symptoms stem from an unusual case of hypo-mania.” Dr. Michaels said, worn from the past week of experiments. He still had reservations about the diagnosis, but he had no other answers.
“So all those strange things he was saying, about seeing dragons and hearing voices?” Mr. Matthews asked impatiently.
Dr. Michaels nodded; “Lithium is the only medication that seems to have an affect; I should warn you that it has also left him somewhat...subdued.”
“He was always such a nice and quiet boy before, so I’m sure it’s fine.” Mr. Matthews said, waving his
The Rotting Man (Part 1) "This is how you get yourself dead, my friend," the shambling figure in front of me said, its figure barely visible in the bleak darkness of the night. I froze by the wall, too terrified to move or plan anything effectively. I stood there, sweat pouring down my face despite the damp coolness of the night, horrified and recalling how I ended up here in the first place.The Rotting Man (Part 1) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It happened earlier today, when my friends and I swapped stories about local ghost stories and legends, with the usual trite stories about vampires, rumours about serial killers hiding inside people's cars, haunted houses, variations of Bloody Mary or some stupid school game where this guy had to chant some stupid verse and perform a certain task and hope they don't get chased by the ghost itself, or some stupid story about a guy hanging out by the graveyard for whatever reason and gets terrorized by restless spirits, stuff like that.
"You guys heard about The Rotting Man?"
The Rotting Man (Part 4) "Man, what's taking him so long?" I complained, looking up towards the stairwell we came from earlier.The Rotting Man (Part 4) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I don't know," Seth replied, looking at his watch. "Let's go upstairs and tell him to hurry up."
"Right," Alaina said, "let's go then."
But as soon as we stepped on the first steps on the stairwell, Alaina heard something that made her stop. "Hold up, guys," she whispered,
her hand blocking us from proceeding. "Hear that?"
"Heheheheheheheheheheheheh," a faint cackling voice came from upstairs, followed by a faint skittering noise, and we stood there, numb with shock and surprise, until the noise became inaudible.
"Oh my god," I whispered. "He's real."
"Did you guys hear that?" Seth spoke up, his face clearly excited by the turn of events. "I knew it! I knew the Rotting Man's real! Guys, this is so cool!"
"You idiot!" Alaina exclaimed. "If he's real, that means Jamal's in dan
The Rotting Man (Part 6) Seth opened his eyes slowly, the fog surrounding his vision clearing up more and more, until he regained his vision completely. As soon as he regained consciousness, pain returned back to his arm, and he instinctively reached for it.The Rotting Man (Part 6) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He only managed to grab thin air, at where his arm used to be.
Stunned, he looked at the bloody stump for a moment, transfixed at the torn skin and bone jutting at the end of the stump. As he sat there and regained his thoughts, about how the Rotting Man attacked him, about how he asked for help and how those two ingrates didn't come to his rescue and just left him to die...
He clenched his teeth, and his spit felt bitter with anger at the both of them. Some friends they are, he thought to himself. Leaving me all alone to die while they selfishly run back to their pathetic miserable lives, he seethed further.
He got up, using his remaining arm as a support as h
The Rotting Man (Part 3) "Hellooo?" Seth called out as he cracked the factory's doors open.The Rotting Man (Part 3) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oh, good job, Seth," I groaned. "Alert that thing that we're around, will you? Just brilliant, bro. Just freakin' brilliant."
"Whatever, man," he said dismissively as he walked into the factory, flashing his torch light around. "I want him to know we mean business."
I rolled my eyes. "You mean you mean business, Seth. Let's all shout and run around and get the attention of a some monster, who, by the way, moves really fast, and should I remind you, is a cannibal?"
"Hey, come on now," Alaina said. "There's no need to fight, guys."
"She's right," Jamal agreed, trying not to look to anxious himself. "The sooner we stop arguing, the sooner we can get this over with, and go home and tell people about that it's all a myth."
"It's not a myth, you guys," Seth insisted, his face visibly irritated even in the pitch black darkness of
The Rotting Man (Finale) Upon seeing the shambling figure right in front of me, I froze for a moment, unsure what to do.The Rotting Man (Finale) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Even if I ran back, it's possible that the creature might take a single leap, and attack and kill me instead.
I inched backwards cautiously, trying my best not to take my eyes off the creature shambling in front of me, before I noticed a brick lying on the floor. I quickly picked it up, and backed slowly.
"Don't you dare come any closer," I warned the shambling figure in front of me.
"Why not?" it hissed, shambling closer towards me. "I'm still hungry, I'm always hungry. Only nice human meat, piggie meat, will satisfy me."
"Oh fuck," I thought to myself. I'm screwed. "Wh-why are you hungry?"
"I've always been hungry. I'm always hungry. I've never known a day when I'm not hungry," it drooled, its voice thick with hunger.
"Ha-have you always been thi
The Rotting Man (Part 2) As soon as darkness descended upon our town, our little group of four reached the industrial complex, slowly driving around the area, trying not to draw attention to ourselves from the disinterested industrial workers and security guards populating the area. As we drove even more, the industrial complex became even more desolated and dilapidated, with empty, gutted out buildings and untended plants becoming even more commonplace as we progressed.The Rotting Man (Part 2) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We stopped the car next to an abandoned soda factory, and got out.
"This is it," Seth, the one who introduced us to the legend said.
"Are you sure this is the factory?" I asked, since there are at least a dozen factories in the area that fit his story's description.
"I think it's this one," he said excitedly, turning on his flash light, which provided us with a degree of light, which is badly needed as the street lights on the streets are barely working, and the factor
Mass Effect 3: The Real Extended CutI don't believe for one minute that Joker would leave Shepard behind without knowing for sure that she was dead. So, while I appreciate the Extended Cut DLC that Bioware gave us, I decided that it still needed to be different. So, while Bioware owns the lovely universe of Mass Effect, I hope you enjoy this bit of fluff.Mass Effect 3: The Real Extended Cut in Romance More Like This
Outside, Hackett radioed all the ships. "Alright, everyone, time to evac. Meet up at the rendezvous point."
Joker sat, staring at his controls, completely dumbfounded. He couldn't leave...not yet. Not without EDI. Not without Shepard.
"Joker," Liara prompted him. "Come on, Joker, we need to go."
He shook his head. "No."
"You have orders."
As all the other ships entered the relay he shrugged. "Oops, my comm is down. What orders?" he asked, turning his radio off.
Liara gave him a half smile. "You're right, then. What orders?"
All of a sudden the Citadel lit up a bright red and an energy burst exploded from it- but not before a quick beam left the tower to Earth.
A Simple Moment: Choice (A FemShep/Kaidan Fanfic) Title: ChoiceA Simple Moment: Choice (A FemShep/Kaidan Fanfic) in Romance More Like This
Game: Mass Effect 1
Characters/pairing: FemShep/Kaidan Alenko
Summary: After the mission on Virmire, Kaidan must deal with his guilt for being the one chosen to survive. The entire crew is taking it badly, but Kaidan turns his frustration on Shepard.
The debriefing room was deafeningly silent as they all waited for Shepard- who was five minutes late. Never before had Kaidan understood the saying deafeningly silent, but he did in that moment. He felt as though everyone’s eyes were on him…accusing him.
He moved his eyes from the floor to his hands and tightened them into fists- trying to rid himself of guilt. He felt responsible- of not for his…relationship (Is that what it is? Are we a thing?), Ash might still have been alive and he might have been dead.
Shepard didn’t make decisions like that (h
A Single Rose (A One-Shot DA:O Cousland/Alistair)A Single Rose (A One-Shot DA:O Cousland/Alistair) in Romance More Like This
Title: A Single Rose
Art Done By: Vela-S http://vela-s.deviantart.com/
Game: Dragon Age: Origins
Characters/pairing: Elissa Cousland/Alistair Theirin
Summary: Sometime after the Blight is ended, we see a small moment in the palace between Queen Elissa and King Alistair. This is a one-shot with some in-game dialogue borrowed and integrated into the story.
I am not associated nor do I own anything Bioware, EA, or Dragon Age (Unfortunately)
Queen Elissa Theirin stood in the palace library with a
My Lady's HoundTitle: My Lady's HoundMy Lady's Hound in Romance More Like This
Author: Phsbarbie (Natasha Poe)
Game: Dragon Age: Inquisition
Characters/Pairings: Blackwall and Female Inquisitor(Mira Lavellan)
Disclaimer: THIS STORY CONTAINS SPOILERS!!! Dragon Age: Inquisition and all it's characters are the intellectual property of Bioware/EA.
I return to the room as quietly as I can as the sun peeks over the horizon, taking extra care not to wake Mira. Though, to be honest, I could probably slam the door without waking her. The woman is a heavy sleeper.
I asked her once how she survived as a Dalish hunter when as soon as her head hits her pillow she's dead to the world. She told me she was their best and fiercest hunter, not their most alert. At least, not while she slept. Whenever they sent her out into the wilds overnight they sent a light sleeper with her.
Sure enough, as I come up the stairs I see her lying in the exact same spot I left her in. I smother a chuckle- no need to press my luc
My Girl Lola I pause outside the door to her cabin, trying to psych myself up. Come on Vega, you can do this! I tilt my head side to side and roll my shoulders, stretching as if I'm headed for the boxing ring. Of course, after talking to Shepard I usually feel like I've been sparring.My Girl Lola in Romance More Like This
I have a crush on Lola. There, I admit it. Those flashing eyes, easy smile, and wicked tongue have me hooked. The way she moves, the way she fights, the way those tendrils of hair escape her ponytail and curl beside her face... okay, it might be a bit more than a crush. But am I anything more than a buddy to her? I think I might have been until today. I bite back a groan and let my head drop back, staring at the ceiling. Stupid, stupid, stupid!
I was down in the refugees' docking bay, getting inked. I'd finally decided to accept the invitation to the N7 program and thought that deserved some fanfare. It looks great by the way, a giant "N7" across my back. Anyway, I was s
~Jim Hawkins x Reader~ part 2~Jim Hawkins x Reader~ part 2~Jim Hawkins x Reader~ part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
*Please note that (y/n) means your name and I use 'I' instead of 'you'
It's been almost five years since Jim and I started dating. I can't believe it's been that long! Unfortunately, we're going through a rough patch in our relationship; Jim's always off in another part of the galaxy finding lost treasures and fighting rouge pirates for months on end, leaving me at home with Sarah. We both worry that he's in too deep with his work, but we feign ignorance of such things because we love him. One day, I always tell myself, one day I'll give him a piece of my mind!
I've been rushing around the Benbow Inn cleaning; today is the day Jim returns from his voyage! I'm ecstatic, but that part of me that's just plain angry with him starts to kick in every single time his face or his name comes into my thoughts.
"You sure you do
~Jim Hawkins x Reader~ *Please note that 'I' means 'you' and (y/n) means your name*~Jim Hawkins x Reader~ in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was a normal day on the planet Montressor. I've been working at the Benbow Inn since I was about 13 years old. Nowadays, I help Mrs. Hawkins with the simple stuff like picking up after customers. Over the course of a few years, her son, Jim, and I became the best of friends. Sometimes, he would try to get me to skip out on work! I would refuse, of course.... most of the time. And truth be told, I really do like this kid; he's very caring and sweet under that 'bad boy' exterior. I've tried to confess my feelings many times, but I always chicken out. Maybe tonight at his 'welcome home' party I will finally say something.
Mrs. Hawkins helped me pick out a nice outfit to wear for the party. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=128634652)
"You look beautiful, (y/n)." She complimented me.
I twirled around,
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 13Slightly’s usual cool melodic voice did nothing to soften the jolting blow to everyone’s nerves as he announced Tiger Lily’s sudden abduction. All of The Lost Boys immediately gathered to their feet, their well muscled bodies coiled and poised for an attack at any moment. Peter’s devil may care attitude that he usually sported vanished the instant Slightly bounded into the room looking about as disheveled and rattled as you had ever seen him. Since the day you met him, Slightly had always carried himself with a graceful composed purposefulness. Seeing his emerald green eyes, which almost always seemed to glow with veiled amusement, now wide and searching as if at a total loss of what to do made something inside your stomach give a violent heave. Slightly was supposed to be the one who kept his cool under pressure yet here he was obviously sick with worry and dread. Just the mere sight of him like that made pin pricks of cold hard fear begin it’s way down yOlder Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 13 in Romance More Like This
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 3"Tiger Lily," Peter said into the air softly. "Peter, I need to speak to you. It is urgent," said the Indian woman and her voice was rich and sultry. Jealousy reared its ugly head inside of you as you slowly took in the girl in front of you. She was tall for a woman with long legs that seemed to go on for miles. She had on a soft beige doe skin dress that wrapped around her chest and hips snuggly and ended mid-thigh with fringe tassels. She had an athletic grace about her with finely toned arms and not an inch of fat about her. Her skin was bronze as if it were kissed by the sun and smooth without the slightest blemish. She had shining jet black hair that she wore in two low thick braids that hung gently over her shoulders and stopped just past her breasts. But what was most striking about this woman was her face. It was all broad sharp angles and looked like a piece of art. Her jaw was strong and pointed which gave shape to impossibly high cheekbones; the kind of cheekbones celebritieOlder Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 3 in Romance More Like This
Triquetra 3I didn't expect to wake up, I didn't want to, everything hurt. To breathe, to move, to think. But to listen, it's what I could do with peace. I heard footsteps, sometimes talking. I heard shuffling feet. I felt a hand on mine, and lips pressed against my forehead. I felt someone's presence, and another person's presence as well.Triquetra 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Cian, she lost lashings av blud... yer canny expect 'er ter recover in a day" a familiar female voice said and the grip on my hand tightened.
"Aye, oi nu... but 'tis been tree" Cian sad. I wished I could squeeze his hand back, but at that point the pain took over my body again and I passed out.
When I woke up again... the pain was gone, I felt... amazing... but I was stiff. Really stiff. I slowly checked to make sure I had functions over my fingers, hands, my arms, my toes, my feet, my legs, my neck, my mouth.... and then finally I opened my eyes. Everything seemed brighter, much brighter. I didn't like it. Everything looked foreign to... but I knew
Triquetra 1What does it mean to be a hero? Certainly this isn't it. It can't be seeing the pain, the suffering and the heart ache... it can't possibly mean seeing people die every day over something so trivial, something so stupid, that it could have been so easily fixed. Being a hero couldn't mean watching your family slowly destroy themselves and you can't do anything to stop it... being a hero can't mean seeing the one you love die right before your very eyes. Being a Hero didn't mean fame, fortunes and everlasting love. Being a hero didn't mean living the easy life until you died. Being a hero meant pain... pain and suffering for whoever that hero was. Being a hero meant sacrificing yourself to save everyone else. Being a hero meant giving up on everything you believe in because some of the things you see... some of the things you see are so terrible that you give up hope in everything you held dear.... being a hero meant death... something I unwillingly chose to accept the very second the knTriquetra 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Triquetra 2I dreamt of Cian... he was beautiful as always, with his black hair flowing in the wind and his green eyes sparkling like emeralds. He was wearing an old medieval green tunic as well as tight brown pants and Old leather boots... He was holding me in his arms, playing with my long brown hair, looking into my own green eyes. He stroked my face in a way so loving that it made it seem like he'd been wanting to do this for such a long time. If only he knew how fast my heart raced when he did that... then I felt my eyes flutter close and I left my body. I was still there in the field with Cian, but I was watching it... as if I was an unwelcome visitor. I saw my body, frail looking in his arms. My pale skin with scars from the years I lived on the street, and the years from fighting to keep off of it. I was dressed in a simple pale blue dress, that made me seem innocent, my hair contrasted my pale features, it was dark, and my eyes were just as dark. Although I am not Irish, you'd be surpriseTriquetra 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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"This is the third time you've tried to kill me since I've met you!" My voice came out in an alarmingly loud and panicked tone. Beads of sweat were dripping down my face. I couldn't tell if it was me or the fever talking anymore. The capability to differentiate what's lucid and what's hallucination was past my grasp. My gaze was fixed on the face of someone I thought I'd lost long ago. My fists laid in a clenched heap on the hospital bed, the heart monitor picking up on my growing frustration, my vision was blurring beyond the usual dizzy spells. It felt like I was going to lose my mind.
"You remember me." His voice was low and raspy, laced with shock "You shouldn't remember me" was all that I could comprehend, everything else just hit the static wall of rage that was building up in my gut. The cold blooded hatred I had for this boy was something that had been building up for years. First he tries to induce an allergic reaction by slipping peanuts into my food, then he a
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Ascending into heaven eased my transition by exactly nothing, I can tell you that.
Ground was below my feet, and instantly I was fighting. Blind. Something held around my arms- I knocked my head against it, shoving myself away. White; I couldn't see anything, couldn't hear anything, I stumbled against something that bit into my shins, taking a step over it to be shredded by up my other leg. Grunting in pain I kicked through it, deep cuts in one leg; a structure, a wall of some sort.
"Raziel!" I called again; my eyesight was barely registering shadows, some blurry masses against the wall to my left. I tore it away in a desperate attempt to find something sturdy as a hand grabbed my wrist, stronger this time. I struggled once, putting all my force into it and pulling away, punching into the wall in front of me with over-force. "Raz " I huffed in breath, grabbing a handful of this wall and pulling it away, t
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Caelum Sky Chapter 27
" I think I need a drink" I rubbed my eyes again, wandering about the auditorium, picking up bits of armor and whatever else was around and putting it into a pile in the middle. Thank god the blood evaporated away like they did or this place would probably just be coated in it. Though I have to say, I was a lot less bothered by what I did then I would've been yesterday. I stopped. "Hey uh... my eyes, they're not dead-fish looking, are they?"
The angel squinted, "They're normal."
"Good, glad to know that, awfully frightening without the yeah " I mumbled into silence, twisting one piece of angelic armor that was practically turned inside out, middle of it ripped baren by what I sure hoped was the paddle weapon's spike. What a mess I made. " Oh and also, I'm formally recanting my previous statement of you being old."
"Oh yeah? Why's that?" He was on the other side, gathering things up as well.
"Because I am much, much, much
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Caelum Sky Chapter 32
I was afraid of this. Instantly this meeting became an all-out tactical body-war.
"Listen! Listen to me Emalee!" My hands were jerking back and forth like I was having a seizure. Thank god I hadn't taken more than half! The old soul thrashed back and forth, fighting with every inch of its being as my hands grabbed tightly to the hospital bed sides; she started to work the feet instead, kicking like I was marching in place and pulling the covers from our body. "Stop that, we'll be cold!" I let go of one hand and grabbed the blanket back up, fingers shifting back and forth as I tried to keep my voice under a dull shout so I wouldn't alert the night attendants. I could feel her starting to tire out, starting to wear down already. She seemed fragile, even mentally.
"Get! Get get get get get out of my head!"
"I'm trying!" I fought back, trying to focus; it felt like my brain was starting to wander, starting to daze about like it forgot what
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"Eh!" I grunted at Raziel, scouring the various crap around the room in complete and utter boredom. He pretty much just gave up on trying to actively hide what things were about, what he did and didn't tell, as long as it didn't get personal. So I was free to point and grunt at what I wanted to know, and he'd tell me. This time, it was a small silver cross, about an inch high, with some sort of description on the bottom in a language I wasn't sure was real. Flipping it onto the back, I could see it was a pin of some sort.
"You get that for graduating the Angelic Academy" He sat on the couch, half aware, half zoned out, late on a Sunday night.
Snickering lamely, I placed the item back on the shelf, looking around curiously at whatever else I could learn.
Fourth months had passed since the goat demon, things remaining generically peaceful. Every now and then Raziel had to check in with Gauzier, what he'd exorcised, any problems he'd had, what he'd be
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I didn't have an inkling of a good plan. Didn't have a strand of common sense anywhere in my brain. It was an immediate reaction. Like putting your hand on a hot stove, it just happened.
"HEY!" I shouted from the curtain, up on my feet, looking straight down at him. The entire crowd was drawn to me, clearly obvious now, no one in any sort of panic. They still thought this was some sort of act, some goddamn costume. Ian looked left and right, a little confused and seeing the other faces looking up towards the sky. Like a slow, terrible conclusion he looked up at me, getting the point immediately. There wasn't any sort of 'oh hey, what are you doing up there? what's the matter?" There wasn't even anything like 'Oh hey Neri, how have you been I'm a part of this but I'm totally not Perseus"...Nothing like that. He saw my face and it was instant shock, surprise. His eyebrows furrowed, looking around quickly at the people he was encased
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"Can I...help you? She looked to the saint once more, before peering at me, thinking. I was not as apprehensive. Or as tactful. Or reserved.
"Amber!" I screeched out, grabbing her into a hug before I could think that it's probably been at least thirty years since she'd seen me last. Like her mother, the older she got, the harder it became for her to see me at all, and by the time Ian had been born, I was completely invisible, my voice had gone silent . The thought of fading out to another person, after all that had happened so far with my last unaffiliated tie, was another difficult thing to get through.
But given that she no longer saw me, didn't mean she no longer could tell I was there. Amber had made a point early on to sit me down, talk to the empty side of a table for about a half hour with solemn, confident tones. That even if she no longer saw me, i was still welcomed, that she would always try to keep me involved; that just because o
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"Oh god oh god" I ran like a desperate little thing, bolting straight north. Just keep heading north; go straight north until it the ocean faded away, then go northwest without another thought. Just..north, keep going north.
I killed her. My steps pushed faster.
"Would you hold on a second? Maybe we can figure this damn thing out!" Nona bitched as I coughed and wheezed, exhausted already. They'd sealed all the energy the colus had, that black smoke only able to barely give another form, completely useless and white and tiny as it was. I didn't have that boundless energy, I couldn't fly, I couldn't skip frantically through space like I once could. I was just one little disabled dog/goat demon, running flat out on my own power. I was not as athletically fit as I thought.
"You figure it out, you're the one with the time, let me just run!" The two of us were bickering and fighting like children inside this frantic brain, both wanting the opposite. Nona wanted to stop a
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I lazily loafed around his house for about a half hour, afraid to go outside. Afraid to know what " blending in" I'd be doing in a realm that knew my face, knew my mannerisms (fake or not) and knew the proper action was to send the entire populace into a frenzied stampede to kick me out as soon as possible. That, and the last time he helped me to 'blend in', the smug little bastard stuck me in a skirt. So I stuck around inside, looking at the portrait after portrait done in his namesake, by the artisans of the time period for so many years. My opposite in damn near every way. We did the same job. We held the same kind of power, and we fought the same brand of enemy, everything was just mirrored. While I caught shit for taking the demon's side in this backwards war, in different situations, I'd be in his position and he'd be in mine. I was bad because bad WAS bad. He was good because good = heavenly. Maybe that's why he w