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Sunny DaysIt was a lovely warm morning, a rarity these past few months, and many people were taking advantage of it. The streets were bustling with people and merchants trying to sell frozen treats and fresh fruit.
Even Paul had deigned to have his breakfast in the garden. Having had the servants bring a table and chairs there, he was now sitting in the shade, enjoying a cup of coffee and the quiet morning. Until Darren came bursting into the garden, cursing and muttering profanities.
"That little wretch. Good for nothing... If I find him," Darren cursed, pacing back and forth in front of the table.
With a sigh Paul set down the cup and prepared for a rant, "Is something wrong?"
"I'll wring the bastard's neck when I find out who it was," Darren said, stopping behind one of the chairs and gripping it's back until his knuckles turned white. Paul sat quietly in his chair, waiting patiently for his friend to continue.
"You remember that theft I've been planning?" Darren asked after
A Wish"I wish I had some work," Darren said lazily.
"You can go and clean up the stables if you need something to do," Paul said without taking his eyes off a book he was reading. No doubt another dome packed full of history of philosophy.
"As am I. Look, if you need work then go out and find some instead of sitting here all day long and complaining."
"That's easier said than done," Darren laughed sourly. "You know very well that what I do is considered illegal by most people, the king among them."
"Then do something that isn't illegal."
"Well,"Paul began to say, finally taking his eyes off the book, when a servant entered.
"There is someone to see you Sir."
Darren, having been lounging in an armchair up until now, suddenly sat up straight.
"Front of back door?"
The servant frowned. "The front door," he said without even trying to hide his annoyance.
Darren frowned as well and sank back into the chair with a small grunt and a look of disappointment on his face.
Can you hear me?In which Darren faces the prospect of being shot and eaten.
"Can you Hear me?" Darren yelled at the innkeeper. The white haired old man standing on the other side of the bar didn't look at him and continued cleaning a beer glass.
"HELLO?" He tried again, this time waving his hand in front of the man.
"Stop yer shoutin'! I can hear ye just fine," the innkeeper snapped, finally noticing his customers, "Whadda ya want?"
Darren let out a sigh: "Just a glass of whiskey."
"Whiskey!" Darren growled, his patience worn thin.
"Oh. Why didn't ya say so. We're fresh out of the stuff up here. If ya want any you gotta go down them stairs into the basement," the innkeeper gestured behind him, "And bring a cask back up. My back isn't what it used to be."
"Really? You don't look that old and frail to me." Darren remarked. The innkeeper was as big as a bear and most likely had the strength of one as well.
He got angry at the remark, began to say something then b
Commission Atem x reader To be wed [1/3]
Commission Atem x reader To be wed [1/3]
(You will be the princess of the niles. You are 15 years old, you have long [h/c] hair, and [e/c] eyes.)
You lied on your bed curled up on a ball crying.
“Why?... Why does it have to be me?.... And why now?”
“W-what?” You stood in front of your father not believing what he just told you.
“I’m sorry my dear daughter but I had no choice. In a few days you will be sent off in a few days to be married off to the Pharaohs son Atem. With this marriage we’ll gain more land.
“But father, I don’t want to marry for that. I want to marry out of love. Also I don’t want to marry someone that I don’t even know.”
“ENOUGH! YOU ARE GOING TO MARRY THE PRINCE OF EGYPT IF YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!”
“I don’t want to marry. At Least not yet.” There was a knock at your door. “GO AWAY!”
“[Y/n] It’s your mother.” You s
11th Doctor X Reader: Steampunk“So let me get this straight. There’s a planet called Janus, where the citizens are look like humans, they’re dressed steampunk style 24/7, and we’re headed there right now?”
“Yep!” the Doctor said. “And, we have just landed!”
“Great!” you said, running down one of the TARDIS’s hallways.
“Oi! (y/n)! Where are you going?”
“Getting dressed-won’t be long!”
“That’s what you always say,” the Doctor murmured in a whisper that was too quiet for you to hear.
You finally made it to the TARDIS’s wardrobe, and started searching for the perfect outfit. Your passion for steampunk began when your friends took you to a steampunk festival, and you saw the beautiful outfits they wore. You were a writer, and you wanted to be clothes designer, so it seemed like the perfect world to escape to. After that day, you started drawing your own steampunk dress. You had been saving up your
tu mejor amiga y tu viven juntas ya que sus padres murieron y tu madre la adocto como hija ahora son hermanas a ustedes 2 les encantan los Creppy son muy fantaticas despues de un tiempo su madre les cumple un sueño de ustedes 2 y las manda a un internado hasta que cumplas los 18.
Pero por cosa del destino ese mismo internado esta lleno de todos los personajes que se pasan horas leyendo, los creepypastas.
Parece que todo va bien hasta que descubres que te enamoras de 3 chicos si hablo de Eyeless Jack, Masky y Hoodie y ella de Jeff The Killer y Ticci Toby y tienen que decidir con cual quedarse... ¿A quien eligiran para estar en la CreepySchool?
______ (tu nombre y apellido) una chica simpatica agradable y dulce de pelo ______ (tu color de pelo) y ojos _____ (tu color de ojos) le encanta los Creppy las fiestas los paseos por el bosque le gusta la musica Pop y Romantica es un poco facil de enamorar tiene peluches de Eyeless Jack, Hoodie y Masky
Forgive Me My SinsFiro. I should talk to Firo. Firo will know.
It's all she can think. Maybe she's in shock. No, most likely she's in shock. She only wanted to make sure her brother was safe, after the terrible storm that had ripped through the land. And instead, she had been greeted with her brother dragging the corpse of her mate into camp so the rest could see it.
She hadn't even known who it was, at the time. Just another red-brown pelt and a pervasive sense of this is wrong.
But Iris knew. Iris had known who the cat was, and before long, Shi had as well.
She hadn't even known the name of her brother's mate. And she hadn't known, had no idea, that her beloved brother had settled down with his mate and had kits.
That was the hardest blow of all. All her own fears, swarming to the surface to feed, projecting onto her brother. They were young, they were so young, weren't they? Not even two seasons. Did either of them know how to care for kits? The
Chapter 1: PAGE 23“The weird thing though is that every object we have recovered is twisted in a way we only have seen at the core of our planet. There are signs of extreme pressure and heat, though we cannot explain this exactly as the objects show no burn marks in a direct way. It feels more like the molecular structure of the items is changed somehow.” He said as he pulled out a something the size of a tennis ball and laid it flat on his hand showing it to the class. It seemed like an ordinary stone ball, except that it seemed to have been burned black and not really round.
“This is all that is left of a huge stone twice as big as this desk.” He said as he put the stone on his desk, which broke the moment he stopped supporting it. “It still has roughly the same weight as it did before. Yet during the few seconds of contact it was twisted into that little shape.” He said as he looked up to the class and inspected their faces. He had hoped he had intrigued them enoug
La CreppySchool: Cap.1
POV. ______ (TN)
Estaba caminado por un pasillo oscuro en mi propia casa había sangre en las paredes y los focos se prendia y apagaban era como una esena de un pasillo del Exorsista mee da miedo esa palicula tenia que ser valiente me puse enfrente de la habitación de mi mama entre y vi a ella cubierta de sangre con los ojos en su mano sali de ahy y fui directo a la habitacion de Yeimi entre y la vi a ella tenia la piel palida el cabello negro como la noche y sus ojos tenial una mescla de maldad y miedo tenia un vestido blanco pero no elegante sino era uno de dormir y estaba todo manchado de sangre estaba en la esquina sentada
____: Yeimi estas bien -dije un poco temeroza pero ella no respondia me acerque a ella y la toque en el hombro y me miro con esos ojos dios esos ojos me tenian la piel de gallina y empeso a decir
Yeimi: uno dos juega conmigo tres cuatro cierra la puerta cinco seis vuelve otra vez ciete ocho mira bizcocho (Yo: tenia hambre y no se me ocurrio otr
Whispers in the dark 2 | Episodio 22
Episodio 22: De nuevo separados
Pasó como una semana,y no volvieron a ver ni a Julius ni a Aracne,en el colegio no lo encontraban,a veces lo veían salir de clase pero no se hablaban.Un dia Adam decidió ir a por todas y paró a su amigo cuando salía de clase.
- Julius ¿qué te ocurre? -
- ¡¿Qué me ocurre?! ¡queréis destruir a mi novia! -
- Pero Julius ella es un dark,ni si quiera puede sentir algo,no tiene alma - dijo triste
- ¡Cállate! ¿vale? tú ya no eres mi amigo -
Se fue rápidamente y como por los pasillos pasa tanta gente Adam no pudo seguirlo con tanta prisa.Cuando salió al patio no estaba,asi que fue fuera del colegio y pudo pillarlo en una de las calles.
- Julius por favor,escúchame -
- No,¡te callas la boca! - gritó muy enfadado
- ¡Julius escucha! - le agarró del brazo - ¿qué prefieres una novia que no sie
Whispers in the dark 2 | Episodio 21
Episodio 21: Ya lo saben
Al dia siguiente todo era normal...
- Super,Super - le murmuró Tasio
- ¿Qué? -
- Tobi tiene novia ¿sabes? - riéndo
- ¿En serio? -
- Si,es Acavi ¿quiéres que los espiemos? -
- Erhm no Tasio,gracias,estoy muy ocupado -
- ¡Jo! anteis molábais más...ah,por cierto,¿Adam no durmió hoy en casa? -
- ¿Cómo? -
- Me dijo que como me comporté yo en mi primera cita y se fue,no volvió en toda la noche y ahora tampoco -
Super se asustó y fue a ver si estaba en su cuarto,no había ni rastro de él.
- ¡¿Dónde se habrá ido?! -
- ¿No estará en casa de su amigo? - pensó el gato
- ¿De Key? ¿para qué iría a casa de Key? -
- Pues a lo mejor para pedirle consejo también... -
- ¡Le dejé muy claro que no quería verlo con él! -
- Ya empez
Chapter 1: PAGE 25At first everyone looked confused at the man, wondering why he thought they would follow him. “Well I am not sure about you, but I don´t trust him!” Dailon said on purpose very loud to Gaikor so everyone would hear him. “Besides…,” He said leaving a little pause to draw everyones attention. “…it is our duty to find out what is going on and help out where we can.” He said as more explosions followed and the sounds of screams and fighting started mixing with the noise.
Whether it was his tone of voice or his posture, but ever since he joined the Institute he noticed people tended to follow him for some reason. He found out that he could even turn over the most stubborn students and even teachers to his point. In this case were people were just confused it was surprisingly easy to rally them. That was the easy part though, now he needed to figure out what to do. They could not just storm into fray and all get killed. While noble that
50 Word Mini Sagas"What are you doing?"
"What does it looks like I'm doing? I'm trying to... argh... see if I can... oww... get to the roof... bloody nail... from this window."
"But does it have to be the window that's facing the street?"
"Think of it as advertisement!"
"Look Bob, Darren's up to something again."
"I've been tellin' ya: if ya need somethin' done hire Darren. He'll get it done and for cheap! Unlike the rest of 'em cut-throats down at the docks."
"Didn't ya say the same 'bout Mad Mort yesterday?"
"My god, Martha, what is this city coming to? First people climbing out of windows and now beggars fighting in the middle of the street! Where's the watch when you need them?"
"I'm telling you, dear, it all because of the pollen."
"You're probably right, dear."
"All right, you proved that you can get to the roof. Can you come down now? People are starting to gather."
"Say... are these yours?"
"How did they...For god's sake give me those!"
"I didn't know you were into such
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