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Haha, I ate that the day I wrote the epilogue. Yes, please. I love reading your comments. Makes me feeling like chatting with you swapping ideas.

Thank you for your comment, Gemeedee! I can't see me writing anything the King's Mate at the moment, sorry.

Not really. I think it has run its course.

Yup.

Please celebrate with me the last chapter of my series.

The four men stood at the edge of the cliffs behind the summerhouse. The strong wind drove curtains of rain over the land. A small object hovered several meters above the white-capped waves, held in place by Nico’s telekinetic powers. Landyn had his arm protectively around Simon’s waist, his gaze fixed on the horizon. Diarmad had taken up position beside his mate, his hand resting on Henry’s head. The dog leaned against his leg. In the background, Carl guarded them, his hand never leaving the po

The winter coat is almost done, den is prepared, *yawn*

Hi all, sorry for the vanishing act. I had a routine test last Thursday which always makes me nervous and anti social for a while.

Last weeks prompts were great, my plot bunnies were a little anxious and down. I want to write at least one. This week's are great too *sigh*

Thank you so much! I was experiencing a severe motivation drop, after I uploaded the chapter and no one commented. Your comment made me very happy, thank you Caramel8! I will keep that in mind.

Sunday. Thank you for your comment, it made so, so happy, I almost thought I'd lost my touch.

With your and Tim's help. Thank you, *hug*

“Trusting someone is always a calculated risk.” Nico was explaining why trusting friends wasn’t stupid when a wave of raw hate hit him so hard, he stumbled backward and bumped into Diarmad. Involuntarily, he lifted his hands to shield himself and his mate from a possible attack. Ronan jumped in front of them, sword in hand to protect his king. “What is it?” “Check him!” Nico pointed at the person in the recliner on the right. After switching positions with Simon, Ronan cautiously app

Good morning, Friday! Lots to do, but I wish you all a nice day.

Woken by thunderstorm.... better than any coffee, let's tackle that paperwork....

I'm melting....I'm going to sleep in the garden, after I voted for next years's antho theme. Night, night.

I don't know if anyone of you read Red Running Shoes, if you did, you might remember this scene: ...Sox was wagging his tail as soon as he saw Ren standing in front of Lionel's. Whether it was because he was just happy seeing Ren again, or it was because of whatever Ren had in those two brown paper bags he was holding, I didn’t know. "Hey." Ren smiled at me and then handed me the tray with two coffees to go. "Hey back. They’re extremely busy in there, so I thought I’d get us something to go and we could drive down to the river, maybe to one of the piers and have our breakfast over there. The view would be better, and we um, can t-talk?" "Okay. Sox loves to be down by the river, although…" I looked up to the sky, where dark clouds were coming up. "…it could start to rain." "If it really starts raining, we can always open the rear hatch and have breakfast in the back of my car." And that was exactly what we did as it started to pour down the minute we got there. I leaned against the back rest of the rear seats and looked out of the open hatch at the river. The rain was getting heavier; it was pelting on the car roof. It felt like we were sitting in our own world. Sox chewed on the rest of his beef sausage and I played with my empty coffee cup. Only a few minutes ago we had been talking about normal stuff: sports, a movie we both had seen, but then Ren’s answers had gotten more and more monosyllabic. Anyway, I'm kinda sad today because we sold that car today.

Sooo, I was feeling quite fall~ish and boom, it's summer again. Doesn't help to get into the mood for my new secret project.

Thank you very much, Def. I'm starting the week with a smile.

Thank you, dughlas!

Perfect start of the day. I'm all set for grocery shopping and some idiot blocks my drive.

No, no, no! But I like 776...

Oh...still in progress Okay, I'll wait. Good start.

Or have one of each. Or one and five... speaking of sanity