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Chapter 15- Nagging Feelings
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Neither of us was very happy with Vianis for the rest of the flight. In fact, the serpent made an enemy of just about everyone aboard the ship. Verity claimed she'd even caught him peeping in on the two dragons, who had barely begun to get along. Cyrus was still in the middle of plotting some sort of disciplinary action to curb Vianis's mischief when the ship finally arrived at the final destination. "I'll cloak us," Kazren stated as he activated a device on the ship. "Things were
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"How are we getting her onto the ship?" Cyrus asked while motioning towards the Arctic dragon. I didn't bother to respond because the ship opened up a hatch that was wider than the combined roads of the highways of Lexie's Idle dimension. Everyone stepped back as the pathway anchored itself onto the edge of the tower. When my blond partner looked like he was ready to faint, I reached out to wrap an arm around his waist, urging him to use my body as his support as we boarded the ship. C
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"And you!" Even though the low, menacing tone of voice wasn't directed at me, I still found myself flinching at the sound. "Don't you dare touch him without permission again, you…just what are you, a pirate gypsy?" Only through sheer strength of will did I manage not to snicker at the interesting label given to my once 'friend with benefits.' "I'm sorry about that," I apologized to a stunned Kazren, who was still holding his cheek and gaping down at Cyrus. "In my defense, you should have wa
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One would think that being invited to a wedding wouldn't ultimately result in siding with pirates...sequel to He's a Bastard.
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"Did you have to bring that thing with you? Didn't it cause enough trouble for everyone?" I grumbled as my petite, blond partner searched high and low for a wedding gift at the market square. Cyrus let out a long sigh. "He promised to behave, " he said as his gaze raked from one displayed item to the next. "If he doesn't, he'll face my wrath." I looked on in disgust as his pale hand began to pet the top of the miniature serpent's head, and Vianis began to rub and butt up against his so
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Restoring my mentor's mansion turned out to be a far more daunting task than I initially thought it would be. But, with everyone's help, we managed to fix it within a few hours. Our friends were all somewhat exhausted as we all gathered in Revelin's restored basement. Makith and Lexie did their best to ease away our sore muscles, though they could do nothing because of their lack of energy. "So, did anyone figure out what those shadow beings were? And what happened to them while I was wrest
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"My ancestors are surely turning in their graves," my mentor commented dryly as he assessed the state of his family's mansion. Every room was an open portal to a different dimension. Dimensional rips were scattered on various segments of the ceiling. And those strange shadow-like creatures guarded every door. We had managed to sneak in through a portal that opened up to one of the bathrooms. The bathrooms were, in fact, the only doors that weren't guarded. I was curious to know if Itharos h
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"This is my assistant, Cyrus Kairos," Revelin told Verity. I was beginning to wonder when he was going to finally introduce me. I held out my hand to the white-haired Wanderer, and she shook it firmly. The broad smile on her face made her look impish. "An assistant with an actual title. That's a first," Verity mused. "You must do your job well." A sheepish smile began to form on my face at the compliment, but a blush took over its place when Alexandra started to speak. "That
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The sun had set mercilessly fast on the horizon. Alexandra and Revelin mindlessly built a fire from the wooden rubble, and we all sat with our knees bent, gazing absently at the flames. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the silent tears rolling down Lexie's cheeks. Losing both Makith and Itharos at once must have been a difficult thing to process. Not to mention Rev's godson and Duncan. From what I had grasped, Makith was Revelin's best friend, and Itharos had been his best rival…alm
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"...so, you and Makith are Idlers," I concluded. While Makith filled Revelin in on the details of their prior attack, I gleaned what information I could from Alexandra. Idlers were rare, as they were essentially Wanderers who chose to stay and protect only a single area or dimension. Most used their Vim to guard and heal. "Yeah, since he was raised by the community as an orphan, Maki decided to lend his services to his hometown." Alexandra elaborated. "While I fell in love with the dimensio
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"I absolutely refuse to sleep in the same bed." I declared adamantly when I realized that there was only one bed in the room I was supposed to share with my mentor. Makith attempted to cover his expression with his hands, but I could see the mirth in his golden eyes quite clearly. The nymph was starting to grow on me. He tended to put Revelin in his place every now and then, just like I did. And he was petite, just as I was. Honestly, I rather enjoyed talking to someone I could look right
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My body was clinging rather shamelessly to my mentor when we seemed to drop through the water at the speed of a skydive, only to slow down about halfway and shoot back up as if being catapulted out of the water. I wasn't the biggest fan of roller coasters and trampolines, so I naturally panicked. When we emerged from a fountain in the middle of a town, I quickly detached myself from my mentor and frantically tightened the ties of my bathrobe. I didn't want to accidentally flash anyone, regardles
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I rubbed my arms as I walked through the Arch-Passage and back into the basement of the Eferize mansion. If I closed my eyes, I could remember what the warmth of Revelin's tongue sliding along mine felt like, along with the press of our lips. The memory was still fresh, but the moment was brief. In spite of myself, I wanted to make more memories of the like. Grasping onto that tiny bit of warmth, I turned to face my mentor. "I have two older brothers. They each married their opposites. One
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Jeez, too many *Tomb Raider series *Sonic series *Mario series *Final Fantasy series *Kingdom Hearts series *Chrono Trigger and Chrono Cross *Xenogears * Pokemon series *Tetris *Pacman *Tekken series *Spyro series *Little Big Planet series *Katamari series I know there's more, but those are the ones off the top of my head that I can pick up and play to this day and still enjoy them.
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Many thanks to everyone!
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I haven't been able to put Omega Ruby down! My inner child is running rampant!
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Salutations! I'm Thirdly, I'm new. Found out about GA from a fellow writer and am still learning the ropes.
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"...and that is why you must always observe your surroundings at all times." My mentor finished his lecture. "Any questions?" The two of us were invited to the elementary Academy as guest speakers. When I noted that none of the kids dared raise their hands, I raised my own. "How did you single-handedly save an entire town from a tsunami?" I barely held back a snicker as the room became rowdy with excitement. "You saved a whole town?" "What's a sue-mami?" Revelin seemed to be
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On the day that Prince Saul arrived to officially court Princess Dandelion, I was tasked to watch over them both. But, this was all while being pestered by the magician Duncan, who acted less as a magician that day and more like an attendant to Sonnet royalty. How was it that I ended up having to keep an eye on three people while my mentor only had to keep an eye on one? A part of me was relieved that the foreign prince was so well-behaved that he kept a distance from the princess. Duncan,
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As the days went by, I quickly began to realize that Revelin Eferize was not a Jack-of-all-Trades like other Wanderers were. No. He was a polymath. One shouldn't be able to truly master more than three skills at best, but this man had mastered several. I understood why he was praised and admired. In his field of work, he was astounding. However, his personality tilted the scale back to natural imperfection. The ones that suffered his personality the most were his understudies. Just what had I go
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Sometime after we returned to the mansion, I created an affidavit stating that my living quarters were not to be defiled in any way during my stay or entered without my explicit permission. During my days at the Academy, I was allowed a room to myself due to unavoidable circumstances in my past and safety reasons. So, I was accustomed to not having a nosy roommate sifting through my belongings or borrowing my personal effects. My mentor might have had reservations about forging a contract, but t
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Static; that was what walking through the Arch-Passage felt like as if walking through thick static. The only person who took humor at my expense was Revelin, who didn't bother to disguise his chuckling. I immediately lifted a hand to the top of my head and felt that my hair was spiking out in all directions. Great, I thought sarcastically, all the trouble I had gone through to tame it had been in vain. Sending a petulant glance his way, I asked: "So, what will we be doing here?" "At
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"Didn't mean to interrupt," I replied in a tone that was too huffy and childish even to my own ears. "Then again, I wasn't the one who left the door wide open." What was that one phrase about never meeting your heroes? While Revelin Eferize wasn't someone I considered to be a hero, his supposed deeds made him out to be someone with just a little more decorum. What, exactly, did I expect to see? A wearied scholar with bags beneath his eyes and unkempt hair toiling away at paperwork behind a
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He was a bastard…there was seriously no other way for me to describe it. He was also a “man-slut,” a manipulative rat, an egotistical dickhead... Oh, dear cosmos and all the other spirits that may exist in the universe... How the freaking hell have I fallen in love with him? ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Chapter 01- My Mentor's a Man-slut ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: My hazel eyes squinted at the odd name typed
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