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Night In The Woods Lost Constellation

Waitress in the day, Vampire at night

*Excerpt* "Argh..." Ellie forced herself to stop moving, and she pushed the man dragging her away by her arm with all the strenght she could muster. "Aren't you listening to me? He's only a child. Please." she pleaded. The man was as solid as a concrete wall, and although he barely moved a step away despite the force she used in pushing him, her actions seemed to have made him stop dragging her. Or maybe not. Because the next second, she heard the sound of the sole of a shoe hit the ground, then another, and another... Turning around in apprehension, she realized the painter had finally turned from his painting and was walking toward her. Her bones froze instantly. His face... She had no words to describe how beautiful he was, even though his skin was almost white. His dark brown hair fell over his forehead, almost covering his dangerously cold dark grey eyes. His steps were slow and majestic, making him look like a top ranked demon walking out of hell with just one agenda — to end her miserable life. He reeked of bloodlust, and the aura around him radiated death and destruction. The hairs on her skin stood up in reaction to the threat approaching her, and knowing she couldn't outrun him, she fell on her knees. "P-please, I-im s-sorry for disturbing you a-and pushing him. My brother is only a child. He's sick and I'm the only one he has. If you must imprison me, then I beg you to at least take him to an orphanage." Ellie pleaded, stuttering for the first time in her life, her eyes fixed on the floor. A moment later, she felt a cold finger touch her chin, pushing her head. When that was done, he took off her mask, exposing her face. Ellie's heart was beating wildly by this time. There was no trace of warmth, neither did any emotion register on his face upon seeing her complete facial features. It was just plain, cold, blankness. "You are in no position to make demands." His lips finally moved, and the words that came out of his mouth crushed Ellie's heart. "It's not a demand. Just a request. I don't want him to die." She persisted. "What makes you think I would grant such a request?" "Because it's the right thing to do." Ellie gave the obvious answer, but his face twisted like she just spit poison at him. "Do I look like someone who gives a fuck about doing the right thing?" "No!" Ellie answered truthfully. "I'm sorry. I made a mistake. Saving my brother is not the right thing. It is the wrong thing. In fact, I can assure you it is the wrongest thing to do." She made a quick U-turn, and the painter's brows flew up in surprise for just a second, before his next order jumped out of his mouth. "Take her away." *** Life dealt Ellie Sander a cruel blow when her parents suddenly died in a car crash, leaving her to cater for her five year old anaemic brother, whose ability to walk was affected by the same crash. With no money, no stable job, and no help coming from anywhere, she was forced to take advantage of the insecurity in their town to fend for herself and her brother. Being a waitress in the day and a fake Vampire at night, she raised enough money and all went well until one night when she met with the real vampire, and her freedom was taken away.
Veekee_Lee · 133.6K Views

Lost in the Blue Mountains

Who has not heard? Who does not know? There is a story of two lovers that has travelled the Continent. It is said that in his innocent youth, Rexander Leonard had given his heart to a strong, kind-hearted maiden from the Blue Mountains, his motherland. As a young boy with nothing, not even a name, he left in search of purpose. Gifted by the gods, his extraordinary talent and unyielding ambition took him on a path to greatness. The haughty men that used to mock him bowed their heads before his brutal strength and righteous heart. Befitting of his monstrous powers he was named the King of Warlords, a title that has not wavered since the day it was received. As luck would have it, Temple Cordelia had decreed that the nameless orphan boy turned champion of the people, Rexander Leonard, was in fact the lost son of a legendary knight, Alvastor Thorne, a Duke of the Empire and the Lord of Valkore, who perished in battle two decades ago. Thus making Rexander Leonard, a Prince of the Empire, the rightful heir of Valkore and the only surviving member of House Bhukam, a once prestigious and powerful family that ruled in the time of the Old Empire. He truly had everything then. Everything, except his heart- his Angel he left in the Blue Mountains. Alas the tides of time are cruel, unforgiving in their acts and relentless in their motions. The Blue Mountains had been torn apart by savages many years before his return, and all that remained were blackened, crooked trees and hungry wolves making it uninhabitable to humans and a breeding place for darkness. This was a sad tale; A tragic story of two childhood lovers, what was Lost in the Blue Mountains. However, time is as such that when one tale ends another begins. No matter how true his love was, that urged him to still search for his Angel, a man of his standing could not avoid marriage forever. “I do.” Two simple words that brought them together. The red string of fate between Princess Rayni Rose of House Valaria and the King of Warlords, Rexander Leonard had been tied together before the eyes of god. “You do not choose who you love.” Sealed their fates. Or did it? Rayni Rose proposed two years of partnership for a lifetime of freedom, Rexander contently agreeing. Then began their tale of two years where they dreamt of restoring the dying wastelands of Valkore into the once prosperous Island it had been in the time of the Old Empire. Old tales, family secrets and love, all get tangled with adventure and ambition as Rayni and Rexander work together to bring Valkore back to life. Destiny smiles as they walk misleading paths on familiar land. What will time bring to light? Afterall, those bound by fate always meet.
MayaLovesRoses · 1.9K Views
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