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posted by Robin_Love
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Just something I thought of. I think it’s not quite yet a سال but the story came to me. Enjoy

The soft lullaby filled the room as the clock turned 2:00. The sun was tucked away to sleep, much like the girl in bed. A shadow crossed the room, coming closer. A sudden flash of metal, and the girl faced her intruder, claws out.
“You could have died!”
The ڈاکو, ہڈ fell away to reveal piercing icy blue eyes.
“I needed someone...”
The implication of his words caused her to lower her guard and sheath her claws. She made room on the بستر and he sat, staring into a dark abyss.
“Has it already been a...
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posted by SilverWings13
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Part 3
Her first breath of clean air burned Hailey's lungs. Her painful coughs were echoed سے طرف کی her fireman as he set her down in the cool گھاس past the درخت line. They were far from the heat of the house burning like a piece of paper incinerating in a bonfire.
"Ça va?" Aleksander managed after a few minutes, albeit hoarsely. "Are آپ okay? Did آپ get burned at all?"
The young woman shook her head, on her hands and knees as she took deep, slow breaths. Cool night air caressed her bare skin. She was grateful for her earlier judgement in leaving her stifling dress in the wine cellar and her even...
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posted by SilverWings13
The party leapt from their chairs, the advisor and trade miniter’s son taking up posts in front their prince.
A woosh of wind billowed through the entryway. The stench of smoke followed. Hailey screamed as a masked juggernaut in metal armor barged into the dining room hauling a flame thrower. She quickly dunked under the میز, جدول for cover as flames were dowsed over the walls and floor, making the men jump back. Hailey suddenly heard a scream from the trade minister's son that made her stomach twist. The stench of burning flesh burned her eyes. Her fear pushed her to jump up and make a run to...
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Wind howled outside, shaking the shutters. Hailey fought the urge to reach for her soft silk robe. She wore a bright yellow dress, a proud color of the family she represented tonight. Not even the threat of cold could convince her to appear any less finessed.
The woman’s reveries was broken سے طرف کی the arrival of her visitors. She stood politely as the entourage of diplomats entered and bowed deeply. “Konichiwa, Your Highness.”
The Crown Prince of Japan returned a shallower bow. He was younger than Hailey had expected. “Your rebel king has chosen not to شامل میں us?” he asked with barely hidden...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
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Callie leaned on one hand, her blue eyes sweeping around the school cafeteria. A sigh came from her ruby red-tinted lips at finding who she was looking for. Jaime then leaned over her shoulder, his eyes directed in the same way as hers. He smirked and dropped the tray of food beside her, causing Callie to nearly jump out of her skin. "Take a picture, it lasts longer~ " He grinned, chuckling at the glare he was given. "Why do آپ insist on torturing me?" She asked with a pout, batting her long eyelashes. "I must carry on tradition." Jaime replied with a grin, opening the دودھ carton that sat...
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posted by Robin_Love
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Had to jump on this before anyone else did (KFF, Silver)


Name: Adrien Agreste
Alias: Chat Noir
Powers: Claws of destruction, poison fangs
History: Adrien is an only child and owns his late father's fencing studio, Camelot Sword Play. He himself knows how to fence as well as several other forms of self defense. He is only 17 but known to be the country's youngest businessman. Adrien lives in Paris, France with his mother, who runs a small bakery. He lost his father only a few years پہلے but has accomplished much. He attends school still despite his schedule and is quick to make enough time for the few true دوستوں he has.
Notes: Adrien is the reincarnation of King Arthur of Camelot. He is known to be ambitious and forthcoming. While he is guarded, he is also friendly and easy to trust as he keeps few secrets. He enjoys studying English Literature. His best friend is Alix Penn.
posted by Robin_Love
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Name: Lancelot Morgan
Nickname: Lance
Occupation: Knight
Ethnicity: Romanian
Race: Vampire
Story: Lance was born into an aristocratic family. He was raised in the royal court and befriended the young prince he was charged to protect. When tragedy struck, he brought the prince to safety. He took care of him for years until the prince grew into a man. He is now among those loyal to him and is a trusted friend.
Facts: Lance is سے طرف کی nature very bookish. He prefers words to fists even though he is trained in several different form of self defense and sword play. He is very close to his old charge now friend. He often finds himself caring for him when no one else will. The two share a close bond and he’d give his life for his friend.
posted by Robin_Love
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Name: Jessie

Likes: Gardening

Best Friend: Joan

Loves: Animals

Dislikes: Poaching

Worst Habit: Sleeping at her desk

Personal Secret: Vegetarian
posted by SilverWings13
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 Octavia
Octavia
“Ana, are آپ ready?”
The teenager was deaf to her name. Octavia sighed and went to the bedroom where the younger had gone to get dressed. “If you’re getting cold feet, it’s a little late for that—”
She paused in the doorway. Ana stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at her reflection. Her curls bleached coppery blonde from years in the dessert sun, Octavia had referred to Ana’s dark roots to dye her hair its natural dark auburn. The soft waives were tamed into a bun, circled سے طرف کی an elegant braid like a mock crown. A few ringlets escaped to frame Ana’s face, where...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
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Nudge paused as she entered the room, her chattering with the brunette beside her slowing. She rose an eyebrow in confusion at the three siblings laughing and hugging. "There's more of you?" Jaime looked up at the sound and let go, running over and hugging onto her tightly. She blinked before slowly hugging him. 'I'm so confused." Nudge grabbed his shoulder, pushing him back to stare at him, lowering a few inches to get eye level with the boy. "You look just like him, wow." She leaned back up, patting her head as Jack held up the polaroid, snapping a picture of him. "What's your name, kiddo?"...
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posted by Eclipse-YJ
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She laid her forehead harder against the wall, staring at the concrete in frustration.
"This voice...this new voice. Go...way..."
"You can't run away from fate. I found آپ for a reason. I bound my soul with yours for a reason...Pandora. "

The sheer sound of that word sparked a burning rage inside her. "Do not call me that!" she snarled slashing her head to look behind her. Her eyes were met only with the emptiness of the room. She turned her gaze back to the دیوار the concrete felt cold on her temple bringing her back to reality. Her دل quietened down.

"what should I call آپ then if not your...
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posted by SilverWings13
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When her client arrived, she recognized him this time. That night he had shown up, drunk and defeated, he had been a stranger to her. But now he was back to himself: neatly combed platinum blonde hair, impeccable three piece suit, confident smile on his lips.
“You look nice,” he told her as he led her سے طرف کی the arm down the stairs. Men usually wanted to take the back stairs to avoid being seen with escorts, but he did nothing to hide his place with her. Everyone in the brothel knew the young man was one of their own. “You look nervous,” he added as they stepped out into the brisk night...
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posted by Robin_Love
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You know that آپ need to do this. The last thing کہا to her rang in her ears. She growled softly as she tread through the mountains. A faint line of smoke directed her to the destination. Before getting too close, she transformed to her cat form and then moved closer. The soft, deep voices of two scouts hushed upon her arrival. She mewed softly as they let her into the secret base. She glanced around before heading through, the map they had drilled in her head helping her اقدام through the compound. She stopped suddenly, her دل aching. Shaking her head, she pushed past the painful memory...
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posted by SilverWings13
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For weeks, the siblings had gone over their plan again and again. Now, as Ana stood in the قلعہ لائبریری leaning against her grandfather’s desk, staring at a geode emitting a holographic model of the room they were invading, she could have recited the plan herself. So she did.
“When I arrive, they’ll check me for weapons at the door, so—“
“You’ll have your Glock on آپ since the guards expect it, but you’re prepared to be weaponless anyway,” Ana interrupted. The hologram zoomed in to focus on the front door. Aleksander nodded and continued.
“I’ll go into the room alone,...
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posted by SilverWings13
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It was her brother's idea of apologizing. Every time Ana left for an errand, یا to go for a run as she had done two hours ago, she returned to find a new contribution to the ancient two-bedroom cabin. Yesterday it had been a pile of dry firewood, the دن before a repaired باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ window. She had considered tossing the logs into the freezing river یا shattering the window with a stone, but despite her anger, those resources allowed her to stay in the dilapidated کیبن away from the قلعہ where her brother lived like the false prince he was. The freezing mountain side was unfamiliar territory...
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posted by SilverWings13
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"Noëlle, come inside! Dinner's almost ready!
Michael returned to the pot filling the quant house with the aroma of beef and caramelize onions. He ladled سوپ into the ceramic bowls, sprinkled in croutons, and smothered them both in Comté before setting the bowls in the oven. When a pair of bare feet was still absent from the kitchen, the man turned off the تندور and went back to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ door.
"Noëlle?" he called again. "Mon ange!" No answer came from the flowered front yard یا the marsh lakeland at the bottom of the hill. Instinctively, Michael grabbed his میان, نیام بیلٹ, پٹی and darted out...
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Warning: mentions of prostitution (no actual intense sex/nudity scenes). Also, bad words.

She answered to the lazy pounding on her door. The lobby گھنٹی, بیل had rang long enough پہلے that she had assumed her client had a difficult time climbing the stairs, and the sluggish knock confirmed the patron's heavy intoxication. The woman glanced in the mirror before turning the knob-- her last client had left half an گھنٹہ ago, but her makeup had already been reapplied to accentuate her tan skin, full lips, and other favorable features of her Romanian heritage. The tiny red thong پر, سلو with its band of tassels...
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posted by SilverWings13
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Aleksander was already awake when his sister knocked on his door. A blue messenger تیتلی had flown through the cracked window half an گھنٹہ پہلے with an urgent message from the Red Army: the White Army’s leader, Wilhelm Magnus, was expected to attend the neutral Circle’s spring solstice celebration. Aleksander had already received the same news from Magnus’ own daughter and was attempting to explain to the Reds that he had the situation under control--without revealing his communications with the other side.
Even if he had been raised a strategist, playing both sides when he only wanted...
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posted by SilverWings13
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“Why am I doing this again?”
“Alek can get his stupid stripper Romanian informant to do this.”
“Gosh, this world is SO COLD.”
Ana stopped at the door of the familiar apartment door with a huff. “Wow, I’m so whiney... I need to stop talking to myself.”
She found the door locked, predictably, but a black claw extending from her thumb and jammed into the knob got her in. The familiar thrill of a successful B&E should have comforted her, but as the teenager leaned back against the door, a sob choked her. The paper-thin گاؤن, gown clinging to her skin was suddenly suffocating as she...
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posted by MafiaYJ
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Notes: Guess its time to get on the bandwagon isn't it? and even though my account is Mafia- i totally favor Babs- so-
/im thinking pre-esther btw

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Babylon
Reason یا meaning of name: I'm named after the biblical city of sin and false religioin due to my red eyes (the nuns really hated me-)
Eye Color: Red, I can change them to brown
Hair Style/Color: Black as night, very long, usually down
Height: 5'8.
Clothing Style: I like really professional clothes, well now adays, before it used to be really elaborate stuff that showed off my wealth, cause back then it was the only...
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