Rise of ASGARDLu stood nervously outside the SHIELD director's office. She had previously saved Coulson during the Hydra attack uprising, and she hoped to use that event to pull in a favor from him.
Lu was the type of person to seize the opportunity to climb to greatness. And after the collapse of SHIELD during the events of the Hydra uprising, SHIELD had lost its containment facilities to house and store powerful artifacts and prevent from getting into the wrong hands.
But gods being gods, objects were constantly being lost all the time. A few weeks ago, Lu had undertaken a quest to retrieve Venus's mirror. As with other objects used by the gods, the mirror had been imbued with some of the ability of the goddess of love and made the user appear as the fairest maiden or strapping lass. She had successfully retrieved the object which was being used by a legacy of Venus to gain several suitors who provided funds to furnish her lavish lifestyle.
Lu took a deep breath and r
Bruno X/Susie: The Ambient Twilight (Chapter 1)EXT. ROTHABY’S MANSION - SOMETIME IN 1868 - NIGHT
Rothaby’s Mansion is surrounded by a garden of beautiful flowers. It stands three stories tall by 200 yards wide. A lot of people are dressed in suits and large dresses. Carriages are lined up one by one. We see Gwendolyn Skye, a young witch with striking blue hair and seen in a witch's outfit, standing outside the gates that lead to the mansion. Hiding from everyone else, she flips through a book already in hand and as she holds her wwand up in the air, her witch's outfit slowly but magically transforms into an eggshell Victorian era dress, with her hair in a ponytail. After checking herself, she uses an incantation to teleport herself from outside the gates to immediately inside the ballroom. It’s a wonderful and large ballroom with three chandeliers the size of jungle gyms and the room itself is covered in gold, like the same ballroom from Beauty and the B
The Invaders: Part 1We ran, Dad, Nate, and I. The wolf aliens were closing in, their ears perked, their noses lifted like dogs on the hunt. They wouldn't stop, not without blood. We’d gone out to hunt deer, but now, we were the prey.
If they were anything like the wolves they resembled, they'd hunt us until they ate at least one of us.
Dad paused, his chest heaving. He leaned against a tree. “One of us has to hold them off.” His words came between ragged gasps.
“We can keep going,” I said.
The predators were still a good two hundred yards back. They wouldn’t reach us, not for a short while, but Dad was right. Eventually, one of us would have to hold off the group coming for us.
One of us would have to die.
The aliens kept coming, ducking from tree to tree. Judging by the shades of brown and gray, there had to be at least six of them, but it could’ve been double that.
What right did they have to our planet? I aimed at the aliens and fired twice. They all hid behind
Excerpt: The Last King's Last Will
Excerpt:THE LAST KING'S LAST WILL
Matanie hid in an old shed until morning, trying to get some sleep in spite of the sizeable spider population. She was glad to leave the shack at first light. Her plan was as follows: get to the edge of the woods. She didn’t currently want to think beyond that point. Even that first step would be far from easy. She’d have to walk through town, preferably unnoticed, so that no one might recognize her or even send her home.
Of course, she got lost trying to cut through the little alleys. Matanie couldn’t even tell which way the forest was anymore. She desperately tried to get her bearings, became distracted for a moment, and promptly ran into somebody.
“Oh – I’m so sorry,” she stammered, rubbing her nose.
“Uhuh,” said the unexpected obstacle dryly.
“No, really, I…” Matanie looked up.
She started when she saw who stood before her. He had pointed ears and grey skin. His blac
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