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  1. Hello everyone. I will update in 5 days max. I just came back from my vacation and have yet recover from it. 

  2. SilverArdour

    One More Day

    I would like to say that "Lets add more bodyguard and you will be fine" plan has never work and never will. LISTEN TO NOEL Too late... Its okay, onto next chapter! God damnit
  3. SilverArdour

    Close Call

    At first, it had been awkward to wake with my head on his shoulder or he spooning me, his arm wrapped firmly around my waist. From the day the attack had happened, he didn’t bother with etiquette any longer. He pulled me into his arms as soon as we went to bed and it felt right. Aww “That’s right, but that is not the only matter; I also have to examine him for penetration… he was a virgin, right?” “Was?” I thought that would be it and Diarmad would kill the doctor on the spot when one of the council members piped up- I thought so too and here I am all excited, bundled up, eyes wide and whispering, "Yessss go D." We all need a friend like Landyn
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    Reality Bites

    “Thought of everything, huh?” “No. We arranged it yesterday. I own this building and knew there were several unoccupied flats left. Has your family visited you before?” D, no. You should not be answering that..oh..oh nevermind. I just had a sudden thought that well, Noel is a great person for someone his age. He was hurt and angry about the moving but understands how severe the situation is when explained. But age and experience does play a role here and I am impressed with how smooth the character developments are. At least for me it is, it feels natural. Noel is easily persuaded here, it was endearing to watch and amusing which believe me *mumble* can happen when you have lovers with huge age gap... Yes, I finished Book 1 and now going through again. Second read is when you notice all the details. I figured out why I like your writing, there is conflict but not foolish drama. There is something lovely in seeing people willing to work things together. Of course, I had a cheeky grin at the piano scene.
  5. SilverArdour

    Overexertion

    That is indeed accurate!
  6. SilverArdour

    Thinking Out Loud

    Simon startled me out of my thoughts. “You said you’re not sure what’s them, and what’s you… well I know one thing, they never had romantic feelings for the King. They were his friends, not his lovers. If you’re falling for him, that’s definitely you.” *points and grin like an idiot* “Noël… this Diarmad you see here… he is a, let’s say… subdued version of the real man. Because of his weakness, of the imbalance of his soul, his personality is… muted. He will become himself in time. As a matter of fact, I’m really looking forward to your fights…” Grinning he raised his empty mug Oh? I sense my all time favourite scene will come in the near future 👀 I always had a thing for couples who get back at each other or when a good emotional scene occurs. “If you don’t want me sitting with you at the table, just say so. There is no need to bring Landyn or Ronan into this. I’m not the type to force myself on people.” Yes Noel! Say it! I remember how much I love this part. I recall when I read it a long time ago, this is the first time I read a character actively called out and confront when someone is avoiding them instead of merely holding it in and keeping quiet or just accept it. Nothing wrong with them but I always preferred this. It shows they have..substance in them in a sense? a strong personality of sort and won`t just take it in. Are we seeing potential King Noel`s behaviour here? *grin* He wrapped his arms around my waist, burying his face in my stomach Ah the fluff, the softness of lovers and emotions of love. How enduring love is especially when you wait centuries for it.
  7. Yes, I am mildly unhinged and mildly hallucinating where I think I spelled or arranged words correctly when in fact, I didnt. I have been sleeping for 2-3 hrs for 3 weeks straight

  8. Ah...shit sorry. The chapter numbering is wrong but it is the correct chapter. I am sorry, I am not tech savvy or detailed person.

    Yes I am 24 and yes, I can do basic computer and gadget repair. No I don`t have any qualifications in IT. My major is English Literature and no, again, I am not tech savvy or detailed person when not needed. I tend to just turn off my brain and went vacation mood.

    Yes...it took me 30 min every time to figure out how to update the chapters because I could not be bothered. But maybe I should...

    I apologize. Have a good weekend everyone

  9. SilverArdour

    Overexertion

    “How do you look…unaltered?” “Nobody knows anymore. The Seraei are old. We have forgotten.” Now this is new! If I am not mistaken *squint suspiciously* =-= Oh Diarmad, you didnt even apologize for endangering Noel? “It is called diplomacy, Noël. We were able to agree on a treaty eventually. As soon as I am deteriorating, I am to step down, and the Council will elect a new king. Probably Keelan McGill. However, as it is a known fact the McGills have been trying to get this position since the beginning of our time here, certain rules and prohibitions had been implemented into the treaty. Among them the strict ban on using any offensive powers in my or your presence other than to defend me.” He snorted. “That will be the day when a McGill defends me or mine. Since Moira is a physician, she was the logical choice to monitor my health; see if I was still able to do my duty. One of the conditions of the treaty was that she had to be always by my side. We knew she was spying on us; watching me to see if I broke the law by making contact with you before it was time.” As someone who had went through the above so many times, especially the diplomacy shit. Yes. Yes. Everyone knows what is going on, its an open secret but you can`t go after your enemy or someone who hurt you. That would be fatal and all you can do is watch them smirk at you because you know they know, they know you know and there is nothing that can be done except to go through it and win. Sometimes...the opposite can happen :DD Oh he apologized! and they look so cute bundled up together. Noel is angry, Diarmad is angry and even weakened he still acted like a king. Despite seconds away from clicking the next chapter. Seeing the mild cliff hanger and suspension *cough* frustrates me. I want to know what happened next asap XD
  10. A P A R T M E N T The first thing he noticed when he entered the house was the grey winter sunlight entering his living room. The second thing was the figure in full dark suit, complete with antique silver pin embedded with crustal between the lapels of its suit, wearing a bone mask. Air stuck in his lungs before he carefully release a quiet shaky breath. The aged mask adorn with cracks looked like it belonged to a fox, but foxes skulls shouldn`t be that big. "So it must be something long extinct.” His mind reasoned with him, trying to delay the inevitable. Fox shouldn`t have antlers on its skulls either or a slight wave in its jaw lines. Judging from how far north those carnivorous jaws extend, he wasn`t sure if he could stay sane if he imagined its living form further. The being stood in his living room. Strange, the air surrounding him are nothing but still and calm. But for him its like you are swimming for your life through a strong current and seeing all the sea creatures swimming about calmly. Yet he couldn`t see anything behind the gaps on the mask. Not even the eye socket. Only darkness. Suddenly as if awakened, the pair of eerie glowing golden eyes take its place. But the gold... If dark cognac was set fire, what colour could that be? His head hurts thinking about it. ”Be calm my Beloved.” A dark husky voice came from what Etienne assumed was the jaw. He first felt the pressure on his knees before the whole legs weakened and tremble. Alarm ring in his head to run away as far as possible from this man that he used to know. Someone he wanted to avoid, but at least a familiar face. ”Rey. How?” Were the only words he could mustered, whispered softly. Strong elegant fingers reached for the mask and removed them as the being walked towards him. Its like removing the mask humanized the being, the air easier to breath. The suits hugged his muscular form well, the fabric shift each step he took. His strides unhurried, but it wasn`t sluggish, merely confidence and holds the gait of a predator. Behind the mask, Etienne was awarded with the stern face of a man he had spend months fallen in love with and months more running away from. "Etienne..." The man spoke quietly and almost too calm for Etienne`s liking. The glow in his eyes dimmed, until it became hazel with a hint of brown. Said man only tilt his head slightly, his eyes unblinking, burning holes straight to his soul. Strong jawline adorn with stubble that he could almost feel underneath his fingertips, bronze tanned skin and raven haired slick back curled lightly at the nape of his neck. He had remember running through those soft hair when they were together on bed. The man`s handsome feature was everything he could asked for a partner. He looked late 20`s reaching 30`s but those ancient eyes heavy with burden couldn`t fool anyone to think he is young. A pity he wasn`t a feature kind of man, he could have been persuaded with whatever the other wish to say. But he was more of a personality kind of person, which was why the first thing he did was swinging his fist and let it connected with the male`s face with a loud thud? What did he just punched? A solid boulder? A small sound escape the man`s lips. Not from pain but shock as he looked at Etienne. Shocked that the human had just punched him no matter how futile it is. The evidence was when Etienne flinched, only a small groan escape his lips as his arms numbly fell limp. His knuckle sting and his wrist feels as if he had two brick clash together and it was stuck between two. The second smartest thing he did was tried to run back out, he took a step back and that was all Reynard need. A snarl escape the man`s lips. Etienne`s eyes widen as the sound vibrate in the entire room and froze. With a sharp inhale he took another step back, almost stumbling. He was afraid, it was almost exhilarating, an ordeal he had to passed but he won`t be tempted. Etienne was ten feet away from the man. Ten, before he saw the man spring forward at nearly impossible speed and feel iron grip on his arms. The momentum caused both of them to fly straight backwards and Etienne slammed against the closed door, black dots filled his vision and pain seared his back. He bite back a pained groan. The younger male let out a shaky breath when the door rattled. His back throb and so does something else when the man pinned him. Reynard had one of his wrist pinned, another hand caged him on his side. The man pressed his heavy muscular against him, strong thigh wedged between his slender legs, slowly but firmly brushed against his growing hard on. ”Don`t move please. My control is only so thin.” Muffled growl emit from the male buried in his scarf and pressed against his neck. The husky voice felt so close to his ear and penetrate deep inside. There was a strange accent in the male`s English that he didn`t noticed before, it was light and lyrical. It was as if the male had spoken another language all together to him. Don`t move please, my control is only so thin. Is that why the male had come to him? Ensnared to the alluring and weak persona he had crafted? Etienne stilled. Silence stretch long between them and the snow outside made everything so…quiet, peaceful, “Forgive me..” The male said, his husky voice a light whisper, soft, gentle and careful as he pulled away slightly. As if Etienne was an animal with no conscience, years of pain and emotions bottled does not matter, as if he was a raging animal or frantic rabbit to be calmed down. Unreasonable in mind, thus, what he feels is invalid. As if he would be on his knees worshiping the male by now, his value so low to take two sentence apology spoken softly in their position, “Forgive Me” and it repeated a thousand times in his mind. ForgiveMeForgiveMeForgiveMeForgiveMeForgiveMeForgiveMeForgive- It`s cold, freezing and he had a raging hard on which only cause him pain. His anger rousing quickly. Etienne swore his patience just snapped. SLAP! The sound echo in the room. Reynard`s eyes widen, words died in his lips as Etienne finally, finally had the courage to push him away. No longer was he a coward who ran away from his emotions. He didn`t know what`s up with the strange mask but if the man can be shot then he can die. When Reynard staggered, Etienne took the advantage. ”You! YOU!” He screamed. His left hand still numb, so he grab the male`s collar and use his weight to tackle him down, the strange mask fall to the floor heavily. All while Etienne was trying to land a blow on the man. ”You think I am a cheap bastard with inflated ego to take pleasure in someone lowering themselves for forgiveness? You think mere words are enough? No they are not and never will!. Your action and your choices had AGAIN AND AGAIN REFLECTED ON YOU!” Etienne shouted, those last words come out hoarse and gravel from his lips. His throat raw from screaming and his emotions. Dark endless black eyes, filled with equal pain looked into the god`s own. The god was speechless, looking at the male`s quivering lips, eyes filled with pain and anger, breathing ragged. The man was beautiful but he had caused the very pain in those eyes. Words stuck in his throat, it came out as a strange sound instead. “Had even I say I forgive you, it will never mend the mistrust I have for you. I will listen to your explanation, but don`t…don`t mistaken my willingness to listen is an amendments between us.” His throat burn as he continued, voice tremble with rage and tears, brittle, “You fucked up. You hurt me. I trusted you with information I didn`t even share with my family or anyone. Even if I have come out better in the end in one way, I am already broken from the ordeal. The pain you have caused me? I gave you my time, my trust and you spat on it by choosing something else over me. All I want to was loved. Cherished and you…you could not even give me that” His voice cracked, tears run down his wet cheeks, his eyes rimmed red and his breathing laboured, all as he tried to compose himself. And he watched the man who now wears a broken look on his face. Perhaps it will finally reflect a speck of how he felt. ”Reynard. When I ran away that day, I came back..and found that you had betrayed me.” ”I am so tired. I am tired of being alone. I don`t want to be alone anymore…but..but if you did nothing…then I would rather be alone.” He chocked on the tears, the pain burst from biting his lips help him from turning into a hysterical mess. So many things he didn`t noticed before. The body language, the small tiny details that spoke of the very being of a man he used to love. Many more things unsaid between them since he had run away with his tail tucked between his legs. He made Reynard his sanity. Betrayed, he had unleashed his anger on his family, he broke their mind by having them at each others throat, their safety, wealth taken, crimes and abuse exposed, he had played with their fear, cornered and terrified that some were reduced to mumbling and rocking themselves, unable to testify. Those who were spared because he struck early went into hiding. After he was done, then he had run away. He couldn`t come back and finish the Reynard. Couldn`t confront him and instead bottled his feelings up, forever watching behind his back by chance any remnants of his family would come back. Finally, the words that escape those sensual rang with sincerity and struck Etienne`s heart, “I truly am sorry..I wanted you, to save you the most and I did not think.” The male took in a deep breath, ”and for this as well.” All the human could see was a blur and firm grasp, covering his eyes. The man gasped, as if he had just realized there was something disconcerting earlier when he first enter the apartment. The last thing he saw was complete darkness, and everything was silence as his world became mute and dark.
  11. SilverArdour

    Things

  12. S O N G: N I G H T P I A N O J A Z Z A I R P O R T T O A M S T E R D A M The airport was not jammed packed but its still full of people rushing to get back home before Christmas. Etienne`s footsteps was relaxed and graceful in his movement as if there was something otherworldly in his very bones and blood. There was a certainty in them despite how nervous he actually is. The tip of his fingers feel so cold. It was as if there isn`t enough layer of clothing despite being fully covered. His clothes feels constricting as were his emotions. Contained, imprisoned and he can feel how close they are to the surface of his cage, threatening to burst. He can`t afford that, not now. This isn`t the time for him to get distracted, But he knew when he was tailed, he always knew. He doesn`t have to focus, attempting to feel every bit of movement occurring in the airport desperately trying to see if there was any strange movement or to gauge his gut feeling. He just let go and immediately an image pop in his mind. Someone walking matching to his pace, male and Etienne was the purpose. It followed him at every turn, even when he sat down waiting for another flight. But hidden underneath the fear holds excitement. This is what he always do, he played hide and seek with his enemies. Changed clothing and gait, sometimes even identity. Hiding, waiting to strike. He always run but this time it was different. This time its his turn to lure and hunt. It was a step to something new and hopefully, different. Looking at his appearance now, it was less disheveled. His brown russet and golden pecan locks look presentable now and fall slightly pass his shoulder. Way pass the time where they looked dull and mated instead now they look soft, the kind that makes you want to run your fingers through and give you glimpse of various things unspeakable on bed. This is who he is, he looked soft and he is soft in a way that begged you to take him and cherish him but experienced had shaped him anotherwise. Gaze will fall from his soft locks to his suple skin, take in his kissable lips and arrived at his eyes. Dark as the cosmos where celestial bodies exist, darkness was within them because even when sunlight hits them it didn`t glisten nor turn into honeyed brown. Instead it looked like his eyes had devoured the light, nothing reached it and that almost made him inhuman. Almost. W I N T E R C A B I N "I think...there was something different this time. I think he knew he was being tailed. What do you want me to do? Reynard." A man entered, he didn`t bothered to change clothes to imitate the simple robe the other male was wearing. Silvery blue eyes so pale as if the star Sirius its self resides in them, His dark grey shirt cling to his muscular form that shift with each movement he made. His movement was graceful yet deadly, almost as if he was a beast out to hunt some prey. But snow littered all over him as if he had tracked in nothing but casual wear and loafer shoes from the bottom of the mountain to nearly here. Entirely un-bothered by the snow. Unlike others, he fully embrace human clothing and most of their invention. Here he could wear as many clothes as he wish, as many cars, weapons and experiment with technology that mankind made, explore the abundance of wealth he has and put it to use, and watch how humans fall to their feet for him. It was different if he were in the court, they don`t bothered with wealth. A gold bar is like a small grain of sand in a dessert. A few vaults hidden among their realm, some open only under the first starlight that hit the wet soil of their forest in a thousand years, guarded by Sentinels who`s language rage like the storm and burn your throat. After all, you have an eternity before you, why make things boring? He has the perk of being less divine, more...humane in a way and merely their messenger. He was more flexible compared to the Protogenos, these beings are embodiment of the Khaos`s law its self. So he waited with baited breath for the next order, to say he was joyous was an understatement. Their search will finally end. The figure froze and nearly stumbled to his seat causing Caius to lunged forward and catch him. Their eyes clash, one an ancient burnish gold and another, a burning pale blue filled with worry. Reynard let out a loud sighed, “I don`t know..” He admit, almost mutely. Caius stared at him in shock, ”Aran-Si!” The man nearly shouted. The other winced and lift a hand to stop him. Translation: "My King!" ”I didn`t say I..don`t want him. I still do its just that…the years I watched over him…I did not expect him to change at all, after all I learned that about humans. His soul is beaten, broken and bruised from his family and many things in his life. I saw no hope in him Caius because I didn`t expect him to fight them back at all….” He took a deep breath before confessing, "I didn`t expect he was slowly weaving his trap within the hearts of those that mistreat him. I didn`t expect that with a soul so fractured and so dim he could think so…clearly, so focused and determined. That..that should have not happened.” A deafening silence stretch between them. ”I had expect to bond with him and…let him be. I see no hope in him, I was even ready to make arrangement that benefits us both and prioritize him to..heal. It hurts, Caius... because I love him that moment I saw his soul before it descend down to Gaea and that short time I met his broken soul but I had passed judgement on him too soon. I still love him I do but I cannot have a possible threat to sit in court and possibly doomed the entire heaven. Not for one being. After all his spirit seems to be broken…but he changed. Is changing still and by the cosmos I truly do not know what to do.” The male took a breath and sighed some more, he slumped in the arm chair, Caius half kneel by his side. This is the longest he had speak since coming down here. Caius poured golden liquor from the de canter into Reynard`s glass. It was already mixed with starlight, each grain brighter than the moon in the darkest night. It made the gods heady with rush, and as he took a sip he praised whatever up in the heavens that allow this to exist. Reynard could feel his human heart beat against his chest. Truth to be told he had stayed here in this realm for five full star cycles, that had weakened him, as well as the fact that he lacked the other half of his soul and being in human form way too long. Strong slender fingers gripped hard over his chest, crumpling his robe. Is this anticipation? Fear of the unknown? Excitement? This is the first time the male had reacted differently. He couldn`t guess what the man was thinking or the action he would take. Most times he had mopped around or run away and Reynard even got impatient some times chasing after him. Angry and frustrated even. So many times Reynard wish he had just obliterate everything around the male and just take him, after all it won`t be the first time his kind devour a planet. But he doubt it would be wise. He wanted to do this as human way as possible as not to startled the male. But this...despite the man had gone against his family, shocking Reynard who made the mistake to never pursue after their misunderstanding, all he did after that was moping and that...irked the being. Etienne was like a wounded beast but now he moved as deadly and calculative as his family members. The man moved with purpose and as if he just knew about all the things happening around him. Reynard almost believe his beloved is...gifted. The gift of Aran-nil, The King`s Sight solely belong to a ruler of the first creations to populate Gaea.* 'My wounded beast..', he quietly thought. As if he could see the future but humans should not be able to do that, the gift had died with the first creation and never gifted ever again.. He never had the privilege to know what the human thinks or feel. Eons of being a Protogenos, being able to read human heart and know their actions with his ability had made it easy for him. He didn`t bothered to learn. Did he perhaps underestimate the man? Had he knew all these while that he was being followed and why make it known only now? "There is one more thing..." Reynard blink at the urgent tone of the man. "Reynard, I think you better hurry to him. I don`t know why but...before this airport at Paris, he spot me and our eyes met. The way he react was as if he had sense me. I was using minimal magic as possible to seems more human and use disguise. I had fooled everyone because I heard their passing thoughts...everyone but him. Our eyes met." The male quietly admit. Hunting down his prospective half was...difficult indeed. He had turned the table against the Fates, defy them for one man, the ultimate law of the universe, the oldest among the deathless gods. He took in a human form but he needed Etienne because even in his celestial form he was weakened from the loss of half a soul. He can`t go down and just snatch the man. If he went down in even in half of his pure form...war would be waged again, natural disaster would occur, Earth tectonic plates would move just like the ones that destroyed first generation of Earth inhabitants. But most important of all, he would have been tempted to killed the Sun, rip out the searing heart of that Prophet and make the dying world his trophy...but he won`t do that. Not again. He isn`t some young careless god as he once was. So he remove his divinity, the ethereal essence from himself, store it in a safe place. He removed the very thing that made him who he is and assumed this form. This time he wanted to woo the man, slowly encase him within him self and devour him whole, ensuring he won`t escape him ever again. Flash back They had met at the club. When he first descend down Caius had fussed over mortal garments so much that it had given Reynard a headache. Detailed explanation over a piece of clothing took up three hours. All for him to sit in a club, a gentleman`s club if that was what he was told. It took only a few seconds before human women flocked to him, bought by their husbands or affairs hoping to sway him. They didn`t even know what he do, yet at a sniff of wealth and prestige they had come. A gentleman`s club, the closest thing to human`s excuse for debauchery. There he was, sitting in the common area that was designed in luxury. Gold lined the walls and some furniture, cream and black. The upper floor consist of mainly darker colours. He was politely making conversation with them, who knew if he could ask if any of them had spot the one he was looking for. Something in the club caught his eyes, a being stood in the second floor across him stilled as a statue among the flurry of illicit activities. In his head filled with the noise of human hearts whispering their desire and dark emotions, his own molten gold met with dark abyss, drowning him in them. Instantly, the world around him was quiet as a cemetery and all he felt was peace. Reynard shudder, he remember how quick his desire stirred and how wrong he felt being surrounded by all of these people seducing him. How judged he felt staring back at the other`s dark eyes with endless depth. How…guilty and fearful he had felt, how nervous he was if the man did not like him surrounded casually by potential bed mates and how he nearly tore everything within his vicinity apart in the height of his desire. He finished his drink in one swing, rein in his control and placed the glass back before turning to Caius, “Then let us go get your King, Caius. The other half of the ruler to my realm and our Beloved.”
  13. I did it. I finished most of my pending work. Hello sweet sweet relief.

    Agenda: Write first then read

  14. *coos and melt* Noel, I can see more of his fierce personality here, I find it entertaining. I hope there will be growth for him as years comeby. Some actions or words spoken help added more zing? kick? to the characters personality. Like an antique mirror now polished. Diarmad, you are indeed a king. Power show to inflict mental damage on opponent is a must no matter what. Now, did I said no matter what? I hope I did because I wonder what will happened next. So many things like body language, quick thinking done all to help him get a semblance of upperhand to Keelan. Oh damnit Keelan. I dont like you. My memory is vague but I hope I will have the delight of seeing Diarmad cook in the future~
  15. SilverArdour

    Sleepless Night

    I am thinking between Old Fashion or Bourbon Sours for myself but I would put orange, cranberry and a cinnamon stick for garnish in the second one 😅 If I am curled up cozy however, I would just spiked my egg nog. But then again its a matter of question if I want to get up or not. Hell, I would just modify a rum and coke to look festive. Sometimes its a matter of taste and mood. Snacks: Christmas cookies for sweet, a flaky savoury pastry for...savoury. But the fun part is fending off my cats I dont have snow but I do like doing snow related things...you have made me think. Which is bad because now I want to experiment
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