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Lonely Streets bl 11Van had fallen asleep in the bed and his body fell into a deep sleep to help heal himself. Slowly as he felt himself slowly wake up his lashes fluttered open slowly and he groaned into the pillow. His body was sore and he slowly pushed up to sit up rubbing his fingers over his face before looking around seeing no sign of Jaz. His eyes narrowed and he growled "Jaz? Jaz. You in here?" He didn't hear anything and with a slow burning anger he stood up waivering on his feet a little he steeled himself and stepped into the bathroom he wasn't in there. He walked out into the living room looked in the kitchen area no one was here but him he was stalking towards the door ready to rip his gaurds a new one for letting Jaz out of his room.
At the second he was reaching for the doorhandle it opened to show Xander opening the door for Jaz who was wearing a waiter's outfit and holding a tray of food. With confusion and anger fuming inside him Van blinked at Jaz. "What in the hell happened... You go g
Lonely Streets 10As the limo came to a slow stop Jaz coudlnt stop blushing and he pulled Van's coat around him covering his body from sight because if he opened his coat everyone would see the love bites on his chest and the fingerprint like marks on his hips and arms. Van was laying back still very much exposed as he reached for a cigarette from the limo holder.
Van looked over the petit young man that he had just claimed as his and heard moan and climax with him so perfectly. He had looked so beautiful lost in lust and pleasure now he looked like a scared little rabbit again. Adorable that is what he was.
Jaz's blue eyes looked at Van trying to light the cig and he let his soft voice sound "That's bad for you Van..." his eyes filled with worry.
Van smirked slowly and reached out handing him the lighter. "I want you to light it for me. Every time you do you can tell me how bad it is for me..." his dark eyes were filled with mischeif.
Jaz's fingers fumbled with the lighter and held it up to the cig. "V
Four Brother's FanficShe remembered when her house was actually a home with warmth and laughter and love and the feeling that no matter what she was safe there. That's gone now... been gone ever since her dad had disappeared. She knew he wasn't alive... he wasn't the kind of man to leave his daughter and wife without a word. It's been three years and things were the worst they had ever been.
Her mother was always high as a kite and either passed out in her room or just plain gone for days at a time. Maddison Sinclair had learned how to take care of herself for these past three years. She had also picked up smoking. A nasty habit but the only one she had ever let herself have. She promised herself she would never let herself get dependent on any drugs like her mom. She would never become pathetic like her. Not ever.
Maddy was walking down the street where she lived in Detroit it was cold as a son of a bitch and She was wearing her usual heavy black coat with her red hair in a pony tail and her dark rimmed g
Talented 2So I discovered that I was really persuasive. I was scared of this talent at first. So scared that someone could find out. I didn't push anyone for a few months. Not till the night my foster mother tried to lock me in a closet for not cleaning my room. That's when I finally pushed someone again. I locked eyes with her and Used my talent... I pushed her mind. I told her to stop. And she stopped. She froze just like I told her to. I told her to let me go and she did. I told her to never touch me again and she nodded repeating my words. Then I felt my head start to hurt. I hurried and told her "You're going to be nice to me and the other foster kids too!" and the pain spiked and I closed my eyes because my head hurt so bad. She stood there looking dumb while I went up to my room turned off the light and Laid down. My head pounded. I learned then that I couldn't push people for too long or it would hurt me. The other kids and I got Ice cream that night and every night after. I felt
Avengers Captured 2Bruce shook his head. 'Shit,' he muttered to himself and pulled Natasha to her feet. He had to find their aircraft and take her to a hospital, she wasn't going to make it.
'Natasha,' he said calmly, 'can you tell me where you hid the plane? This is important, Natasha, please.'
Clint groaned in pain as the scalpel narrowly missed his kidneys. Clint held onto Nikolai's arm, hoping to overpower him when the time came that he would slit his throat. Clint shook his head. 'She's going to be fine.'
He then looked at Steve who was being helped to his feet by Tony. Tony got him to sit on the crates and then he faced Clint and Nikolai again. 'One of ours is with her now. She'll live through this. I'd be more worried about yourself,' he said to Nikolai.
Clint felt Nikolai's grip tighten and his instincts kicked in, he dragged Nikolai's arm down and with the strength he had left, tried to flip him off himself. Clint fell to the ground and crawled away quickly. 'Tony, hit him again!'
Avengers captured chp 1Emily is Clint Tony Bruce Mattias and Hugo!
I am Natasha Cap Thore and Nikolai
Darkness. Pain. Aching. Something is very wrong. Her head is killing her. She's cold. And she is bound. All of this she came to realize before she even opened her eyes. What had happened? There was a big blank space in her memories. She slowly tried to open her eyes and she didn't like what she saw. She was laying on the floor of what looked like a 8 by 8 concrete room with a heavy looking door with a small window that was barred on the door. There was no exit but the door. How had she gotten here? Why was she handcuffed behind her back? She could already tell all her weapons were gone. Taken by whoever had her in this cell. Finally she wondered where Clint was. Her partner. Was he ok? Was he alive? Where were the other avengers? What had happened? Why couldn't she remember?
His head was pounding and he could smell blood. His blood. A large cut on his forehead causing him great pain and making it diffi
The Accidental DogDay 0
Ohmigod. Um, well. First off, hi. I’m Trina, and this is Trina’s Transformations. Sorry that this is a little... odd, but I’m a little off right now. You see, a little bit ago, I drank something I shouldn’t have. It’s one of my mom’s TransFun vials. I wanted to experiment a little. You know, fresh out of high school... But I didn’t know this was an ‘ExChange’—or ‘Extended Change’.
Yeah, it’s expensive, and TransFun’s already said they’ll ship my mother a new sample. But that’s on the condition that I write this little blog. So... Here I am. Um, I’m a blonde eighteen-year old, about as Aryan as you’d expect. I have nice breasts—that’s a little tidbit for you fetishists out there. Yeah, I know you’re out there, it’s cool—I’ll probably get most of my pa
Force Bound (a SWTOR DiD Story)
The battered Corellian freighter glided through space, powered on by heavily modified ion engines as it flew towards its destination. Christened the Troublemaker, the freighter consisted of a saucer-like hull with a tapered cockpit protruding from its centre, with an off-set cargo module on the hull. It was currently flying on a familiar course, making its approach towards the infamous moon in the galaxy: Nar Shaddaa, the Smuggler’s Moon.
Sitting in the pilot’s chair, Tria “Troubelle” Tzanti grinned as she watched the moon grow closer, always happy to be returning to that neon nightmare. Young, slender and fully of mischievous energy, Troubelle whistled to herself as she piloted the Troublemaker into orbit. As a zabrak, she sported short, torn-like horns than protruded through her short wavy hair, and her pretty heart-shaped face was segmented by traditional line tattoos. A smuggler by trade, she was dressed in a revealing yellow tu
TMNT 2012 Chapter 26: No ChoiceChapter 26: No Choice
Mona's arms wrapped protectively around Diana, “This is what you were worried about Donnie.... wasn't it?”
Donnie looked up to Mona and hesitated, “Yes, but....I don't understand how they knew about her.”
Lotus looked at Donnie, “Tiger Claw saw her pregnant Donnie.”
Donnie shook his head, “Still. How do they know she's a girl and that her name is Diana? Not to mention they have descriptions of her.”
“And,” Leo added. “how did they know the baby survived in the first place?”
Donnie began typing into the computer. His brow furrowing more and more as his fingers clacked against the keyboard. Raph was pacing off to the side, trying to control his temper.
“How's my.....” Bradford began as he walked through the doors to Donnie's lab. He stopped seeing all the serious faces, “What's wrong?” Bradford's face was now dark and serious as he walked over to Donnie's computer.
100 Theme Challenge - 1] Beginnings1] Beginnings
Heels clicked against the wood flooring. Feedback played through the speakers as she fumbled with the microphone, causing her to flinch. Adults used these things to talk to large groups of people, so why couldn't she?
“H-hello,” her voice cracked. Her heart rate elevated, and she swallowed. “Greetings.”
Her mother cleared her throat, prompting the girl to look over to her. She motioned to continue, but that only caused her stomach to turn.
She tapped the microphone, hoping the gentle tap sound could calm her. “As...you know...I am...or rather, I will be...your next princess...of Nareina. I....”
Her hands began shaking as whispers among the crowd arose.
“Our next princess? She is only a child!”
“I hope Her Highness knows what she's doing.”
“Honestly, a ten-year-old girl being next in line. What is next, an Empty?”
She wanted to collapse, to cry out how confused she w
CORELINE: Cave Dives And Revelations.++Professional Log of Shinji Ikari, Day 37, Entry 14++
++Research of the ruins present on Venus continues to go much more quickly, thanks almost entirely to the assistance and knowledge of my associate, a young woman who has lived in the jungles for as long as she can remember.
My associate has shown me ancient, long derelict structures present in the jungles that neither I nor any other archeologist to date had even suspected existed there. One thing about her is certainly clear, the tribe of native beings who adopted her in her early childhood did indeed know many of the secrets of the Venusian jungles.
In any event, the tour of the local ruins she was kind enough to take me on has been extremely fascinating, and may provide enough material for an entire book, let alone a paper.
As impossible as it may seem now, some of the writing on the ruins I’ve managed to translate indicates that Venus was once the home of an advanced civilization. The cause of its fall remains a mystery,
Faarq and the Vessels of Time "If God is for us, who can be against us?"
--The Holy Bible
A lock was keyed and the gates to Nothing Much cracked open. A bead of Light once disguised as a dog bared its phantasmagorical teeth and burst through layers of rich flesh, of mealy bone, into something rather else. He leapt to where ‘up’ was and nipped at nothings in the not-very air. The world was not and he was not, and what was, happened to be something else entirely.
Cosmic winds threw vast netted constructs to catch him; to suck him into undoubted traps and vile imprisonments and he learned there was only one direction, that of away. Doggish manners ran him and star-kibble fed him and he grinned a doggishstar grin because he remembered himself. He was Faarq, the
Supergirl : Chronos's Trial part 3The world broke and she returned to Earth.
Supergirl looked up to see Chronos was already there, waiting for her. She also saw that down below Metropolis seemed to be in chaos with criminals having used the chance of the heroes being frozen to use to their advantage. Prison breaks aswell and she probably asumed this was the same for all the heroes' city's. At the time Chronos had brought all the heroes together and left them sealed away, when he then turned to face Supergirl.
"So you've finaly returned...as you can see this is why I'm judging your world." Chronos spoke to her as carried on watching the chaos below."Just look at them, human beings. You protect them, save them from crime and invasions and they don't care about you at all. The worst of them abuse their power and yet you still protect them..." Chronos spoke in anger over humanity again.
"You made me kill..." Supergirl growled remebering what had happened in the fractured dimension now, and Chronos then replied over her act
Untitled(A/N - This is part of the story, I just don't know what page it is XD)
The Main Hall was no longer a place of despair, filled with cries of injured and grieving Burillians. Instead, there were cheerful conversations and laughter echoing through the hall. It had been a week now since the war ended and although things weren't completely back to normal, spirits were high among the younger Burillians.
Up at the front of the hall, the remaining seven Protectors sat in silence as they ate their meal. Elder Warwick's chair was empty as he remained in his bed, suffering from an energy induced coma after collapsing the night the war ended and had discovered he had lost four of his Protectors, his family. The uncertainty that Rue may not survive her injuries was what finally caused him to shut down and his condition hasn't improved since.
But Rue had survived her injuries and was back at the Monastery after being in the hospital for four days. She had to sta
Oh oppossum<dragonmissy> Claudia was still damp from the morning down pour and rain she was in with the mud she was jumping in. Figuring she just got done swimming in the dead pit putting the collars on for the initiates she didn't smell like roses. She may smell like a wet dog, mixed with road kill not the most pleasant but it was wearing off. SHe would head out from the Vernice territory and to the familar train tracks that she called home in the early years of her life. She didn't walk cautiously she just trotted along and jumped in the train yard
<BenLikesBooty>Kyler sighed as he trudged off the Trieste border and into neutral territory. He looked over his shoulder, his hair getting in his eyes, and looked away again. This part of the initiation he had to do on his own. And he really, really wanted to impress the Don, the handsome Vincent. Rolling his shoulders, he started his little quest. He had no clue where he was supposed to find a dog with a bone, or i
TalentedMy name is Jess. And my story is... Well it's different. I seem to attract trouble or maybe I'm the cause of it. Anyways I should probably start from the beginning...
When I was little I found out I had this... Talent. If I looked into a persons eyes and told them to do something, they'd actually do it. I know what you're thinking it sounds ridiculous but I'm not kidding. I have this power to make people do what i say. I found out on the night of my 10th birthday when my mom and dad got into this big fight. Well this wasn't like most fights. It was just getting worse and worse and suddenly I heard a thump in the living room where they were fighting. I rushed in to see my mom on the floor and my dad looking so angry. I felt myself get cold and hot all at once as my heart hammered in my chest. I rushed to my mothers side her head was bleeding. It looked like she had hit the table when she fell. "What did you do? What did you do to her?" I screamed at him as I trie
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