Mrs. Matthews hadn't even noticed our absence. Leo let go of my hand and walked over to his friend before shooting me a glance over his shoulder. My heart twinged, a touch of anxiety rising from the distance, and I felt the queasiness return, along with the beginnings of another headache. Though I wasn't sure which side-effect was worse, I still gave him a nod to affirm that I felt relatively okay, and he responded with a hesitant nod of his own.
As soon as she saw me, Zoey moved to sit bes
If this is your introduction to my writing style, humor and heart is what I like to think I’m mostly about. This one just has more angst than usual. However all my endings are sentimentally happy?
Despite the past life part of it, this one isn't fantasy (Edit: Actually, I take it back, there is still one more 'fantasy' like aspect in there, their connection). It's also very short. Six parts.
Warning: Insinuation and mentioning of violence. Indirect thoughts of suicide?
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I was so thirsty that it actually hurt to swallow. My lips hurt if I moved them any which way. So much sand had blown into my eyes that they were the driest they've ever been. I was itchy and bruised from head to toe. Every step reminded me of the throbbing in my thighs and the radiating pain down my broken arm. But, my physical pain was still eclipsed by the deep, dark void I felt inside me. Nevis. No ma
Momo, a high school student weighed down by a difficult home life, starts experiencing intense dreams that hint at a mysterious past. When he meets Leo, a new classmate with a strangely comforting presence, the two realize their lives are more connected than they first thought. Together, they navigate friendship, strange coincidences, and personal challenges on a journey toward hope and self-discovery. ( BL, angst, profanity, reincarnation, non-consensual gropage?)
A/N: Yes. Years later, Toma and I have finally written the Epilogue for this one. If you are reading this, you might want to start it from the beginning again, as it's been cleaned up a good deal and speckled with pictures.
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Kender smiled as wonderful memories of Septimus and Renael’s toddler years resurfaced. He was waiting patiently with Silkes at the appropriate gate in the airport for his two old friends to arrive. It was Rena who caught sight of him first. She rushed over to g
Almost forgot! The mystery of why the amphiptere grabbed Rhyad even though he was already mated: That particular amphiptere has the gift of foresight. He envisioned the scene of being surrounded by the whelps.
Warning: Whelps hatching. Warm and fuzzy feelings.
The months seemed to fly by. Emery and I had moved out of the Vesper estate into the Tesran estate. My brother felt forlorn about it until he realized just how quickly he could visit us whenever he donned his wyvern form.
In my wyvern form, I laid and began to incubate seven eggs. Before we knew it, Emery welcomed not only the Walkers to the Tesran estate but Sepherus, Owin, the valley gang, and a couple of amphipteres, as well.
I
Warning: Emotional offspring abuse. The Edesias.
The following morning, during breakfast, Sepherus walked over and whispered something into Owin's ear. My brother's expression soured immediately. What was that about?
"Is something wrong?" I asked from across the table.
"Our parents are here," Owin responded through gritted teeth. "When I went to them for help in finding you, all they cared about was if I knew what alpha had mated you to demand compensation!"
Compensation? He
Warning: Squill smut?
The Walkers agreed to officially spend the night at the estate. They were given permission to roam the grounds, though specific instructions were given to the whelps for safety since there were, indeed, some poisonous plants around. We would all see them off in the morning.
Emery and I checked on the greenhouses. Our inspection was nowhere near as thorough as usual because we kept distracting one another with a touch, a glance, or a conversation.
My mother, who absolutely hates sweets and can't even get sweetness past her taste buds...was caught on tape scooping glops of chocolate frosting off a cake while she was pregnant with me. My older siblings looked on in shock as she ate it.