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Princely Love pt 1Ren waited outside the Prince's bedroom, waiting for the slumbering white haired prince to start out his day. Waiting avidly for the other to wake, guarding the door. He was always at Prince Nova's side, working night and day for the prince hand and food. Giving him what he wishes when ever he pleases.
"Prince Kassanova?" The guard Ren gently knocked on the door; it was way past the sleepy prince's time to wake up.
The Prince could be heard groaning on the other side of the door. He wasn't ready to wake up just yet. Being such a spoiled child he got just about everything he wanted whenever it suited him. "Gooo Awayyyyy...." He may have been a spoiled brat but he still had a very gentle sweet and soft voice that could make anyone adore him upon first hearing him speak.
Ren came in anyways, at least receiving some sort of reply from the prince. "Prince Kassanova, you must wake. I'm sorry." Ren said, coming over to the bed, not knowing how to handle the seventeen year old. It would be for
Understand "I see you don't understand the situation."
I don't understand. I can't understand. The pain you feel for such a person. I just can't. Even I don't understand why. Even though I don't know the whole situation, yet, I can't understand why.
"She's the first person I've opened up my heart to in such a long time."
She betrayed you. Threw you away like trash. You said this yourself and you still are loyal to her. Loyal to such a person. I try to understand but your logic isn't within my reach. It's frustrating but I try to understand.
I want to type the words out and send it to you, to comfort you and your broken soul. Even if it's to comfort you, to make it seem like there is someone out there in your reach, to understand you I can't lie in such a situation.
Good Original BL ReadingNEW! New books added.
http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2593142/1/The_Crescent_Sky http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2598170/1/The_Crescent_Sky_Blood_Moon http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2727713/1/Thursday_Afternoon
http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2171518/1/ http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2054978/1/Terms_of_Service and http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2175322/1/Homeward_Bound
http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2327503/1/Renescence http://dkstories.gayauthors.org/do-over3/index.php and Let's Do It --> http://dkstories.gayauthors.org/do-it/index.php are the sequels, respectively.
One Year...She bounced cheerfully along the corridors, not knowing just how shortly her happiness would stop. Her long hair swished by her waist and a happy smile was upon her face. As she rounded the corner a foot stuck out and tripped her.
Books flew everywhere as she fell far from gracefully to the ground. Hazel eyes blinked in confusion and then clouded with tears as the laughter and embarrassment rang into the depths of her ears.
Those she would have called friends, grinned down at her. They mocked her, they hurt her, they turned everyone against her. Or rather, she turned against everyone else. Loneliness on her horizon, she picked up her books and continued along the path. They were right; the first year of High School was absolutely terrible.
Upon arriving home that day, her sad and broken heart warmed a little. Flicking the switch for the computer to start, she sat on the chair to be taken away; taken away from the pain, the loneliness, the distrust, the paranoia and the depression.
Elle and Mias: Chapter 37Elias was being oddly cooperative when the party returned to the castle and Hilda informed her elder sister about their new 'guest'. Helga wasted no time throwing him into a prison cell; she didn't even bother to interrogate him. And Elias didn't fight or even object. He might have been fatigued, but that didn't explain his sudden mellow demeanor.
"I don't know what you're up to," Elle said to him from beyond the prison bars. "But I'm sure it's nothing good."
"Heh," his lips curved into a smile. "I just thought I'd pay my long lost sister a visit. I didn't expect you to be here, ruining my good name."
"Your name is as filthy as you are," Elle said bravely. "Your sister's better off not knowing she has a man like you for a brother."
"I'm well aware of Elias," a deep female voice spoke up and Elle turned to see Helga escorting Ia into the cell ward.
Now that Elle got a clear look at the woman, it was obvious she was a Dormaeus what with her dark hair and custom eye markings. She carried
Silence ConsumesI can distinctively describe our first meeting. It was a cold rainy day, clouds hiding the sun, showing a gray tainted color on the earth. Nothing could have been less surprising from the city of Seattle. Standing near a bus stop in front of Starbucks, you could see the difference between Seattle folk and tourists. When it rained, we let the droplets touch our skin, letting it wash away our sentimental worries. Tourists on the other hand, panic like ants, holding an umbrella close to their skull so not one drop would ruin their sweaters. Seeing this always makes me laugh meekly as I took a sip of my cappuccino.
Being the sixteen year old I was, I would observe my surroundings like there were a new adventure to explore. Then my eyes would fall upon a teen that looked around my age. Average short brown hair, bright blue eyes, and a tall broad figure, which made him unbearably hard to miss. Silly as it may seem, we would stand at the bus stop every day, waiting for the bus. He would be li
Elle and Mias: Chapter 57Elle turned her nose to the autumn wind and let a current of wheat scented air waft into her tiny nostrils. After sighing happily, she pointed the stalks out to Berenos. "This section is ripe!"
"Alright!" Berenos called back to her.
Elle smiled and brushed a bit of dirt off her cheek.
Four months had passed since their return from the northland and life overall had been uneventful. Mias was busy enjoying the prospects of being an undergarment conglomerate and taking the Dormaeus family in a new direction. Mias' ties with his sister in Noric also put him in position to represent his region when the embassy got together to discuss politics. He was becoming quite a powerful man without needing to use his magic.
The Stag brothers busied themselves fostering Fionos. Elle saw the three frequently enough and often stayed with them when Mias had business errands he had to tend too. Today was one of those days. She was busying herself helping them with the harvest of their crops.
"I never thoug
Why Would You? Zoe walked to class with books pressed tightly against her chest. Walking silently down the corridor with her head memorized by the wall she walked by a group of girls who grabbed her backpack and yanked her to the floor. Her butt landed on the floor with a loud "THUD".
Damn, now that's going to leave a mark.
The girls just laughed and pointed while she quickly tried picking up the books that lay scattered on the floor of the school corridor. Zoe felt the tears coming on.
Not in front of these freaks.
"What a loser."
"What a loser."
I pressed my pen against the lined paper and crossed out the sentence I had just taken three seconds of my life to write. As I sat completely uninterested by my biology teacher's lecture I had taken th
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