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Freckles

Arran Ember the last of the Dra'ghoul Bloodline

850 years have passed since Zargorwarths defeat and the Vermillion Empires sudden surge in power over the Multiverse. Victor Silvertounge the last of the Guardians of Light, stood overseeing the balance to ensure that it did not fall into the darkness. Victor could feel a change coming soon, the balance had been shifting and he did not know why but could sense that a Dra’ghoul was about to be born the first one since Draco Dra’ghoul Emma Silvertounge a Syeer far stronger than any other seen before while only at the young age of sixteen walked pieces of her crimson hair fell in front of her sea-blue eyes and her freckled checks “ Father, Who is Lupine Riddle ?” She asked Victor froze all time stood still, “ My child. Who told you about him? Victor said slowly his voice trembling with fear Emma replied “ No one I had a dream and his name popped into my head as did Angel born and Wolfkin. What do they mean?” Victor did not respond for a moment “ Tell me Emma did you see a Sword of Crimson Fire, a Spear of Golden Light, and an Ax with a wolf's head engraved on the hilt?” She nodded slowly Victor sighed “ I feared as much. One last question was there a child with a dragon tattoo on his right arm?” Emma nodded Victor refined from cursing “ my child it would seem that you are somehow linked with this new Dra’ghoul and those you saw in your vision. Do you know where he will be born?” Emma replied, “ Haven Valley his mother Ashi Ember was just pronounced pregnant.” Victor picked up his staff and said “ good then we will go and live in Haven Valley post haste.” Emma replied, “ but what about the balance?” Victor paused and said “ There is nothing I can do to prevent what will happen. The Balance will fall to darkness if I am here or not. Victor turned to Emma who was looking out at the ever-expanding Space-Time Contium the images of her vision burned into her mind never to leave. Victor placed a hand on her shoulder "We must leave post-haste the sooner we can get to the mother the better." Emma nodded before they left she went and packed a medium sized bag with cloths, a leather bond book named Tales of Tylingariea by Damion Vixen Dorima and secered a silver blaclet onto her right wrist with a loud click the braclet clamped around her wrist buzzing and turning a dark blue.. she picked up her bag and meet Victer in front of a massive green portal that lead to the Haven. Taking one last look back at the Bridge of Reality Emma walked into the portal and the Wheels of Destiny for her and others were set into motion
Brandongould · 51K Views

the broken cage

the thing about the place was that it looked better in pictures. Diana glared hard at the small table in front of her. in the middle of the wooden thing, was a small cup of coffee that she wanted to drink so badly. only....there was no coffee in the cup. Diana huffed as she ran her pale freckled hand through her curly, golden hair. the frown on her face deepened when she realized that her beloved cookies were eaten as well. " JULIA! " Diana just knew that the green-haired girl had enough balls to eat her food and leave it just the way it was just to go on her jumping nerves...probably to prove that Diana wasn't as calm and collected as she wanted everyone to believe. She turned around to go to the girl's room to let her know that Julia was NOT getting away with this...at least this time. the newly sixteen years old preteen had become a whole new level of trouble ever since Tia had told her they could spar with each other and that the blond wouldn't hold back. Clark had been furious. He was the "dad" of the group which meant he tried to keep others out of trouble...when he wasn't around? the role was placed on William. Will was the "mum". he helped with the nightmares. personally, Diana tried to keep her dark thoughts to herself but he just seemed to know when she was feeling sad or she was fighting her demons. William made sure they were all eating and were staying as healthy as possible. of course, William knew how to take care of others...but he didn't have the slightest idea as to how to take care of HIMSELF. then... there was Jason. the street fighter that Clark just couldn't stay away long enough not to get angry at. Jason was always struggling. he was always in trouble and had the most bruises. they went through a lot together, but even after all that; the dark bruises never left his pale skin. his haunted eyes became better as they slowly adjusted to having a family. just like how she slowly became better after all the wounds that were stabbed deep onto her back. the group...the Astrin which was their name...became her family. They never left her as they slowly crawled near her and soothed away her pain. William sang her to sleep no matter all of her protests. he caught her nightmares and his calming voice turned her terrors into dreams. Clark made her believe that family wasn't blood but it was heart and feelings. he hugged her close to his chest to make her feel the true heart of a family. Tia was always there when life was pulling her down...but she was there when the dirt was hitting her knees. she was the one to tell her to believe. Jody with all of her biting words and phrases, let her taste the actual feeling of having a sister. she made her watch those movies without scolding the characters. she will never forget how they both sat under the counter as they quickly ate the sweet and at the same time, try to not be caught by William's narrowed ocean blue eyes. Sandy, the cutest little butterfly was the carefree spirit in the house. her small laughs brought joy to the silent house as the chatter started. Julia, their artist painted the walls, the floor their sleeping faces included in the deepest shade of green. her messy hair was being planted in her mind. she was the one who let her feel like the comforter instead of the comforted one. she cried with her as they both healed up. Jason... was the one who made her believe in love. she never imagined that one day she would miss him when she didn't see his blue, sad eyes for a single minute. never could she possibly believe that one day she would want to wake up next to him. his broken soul was her destination as his sarcasm was her most laughable joke. they made it so far... so many betrayals and sadness...but at the end of the day... they all became the only stars that shone the brightest even on those rainy nights. maybe she'll let Julia getaway this time.
Ailar_Motejaded · 41.9K Views

Fate Will Have It

I wanted to tell him that I knew his favorite book, and his coffee order, and the way he clicked his pen when he was deep in thought. I wanted to tell him I knew that he sleeps on the right side of the bed and eats on the left side of the table. I wanted to tell him that I knew his worries, dreams and fears. I wanted to tell them that I knew he loved me too. I wanted to see his laugh, and know that I was the reason. I wanted to make him smile, just to see those dimples that lay heavenly on his face. I wanted his eyes to light up in joy- I wanted to see him happy. I wanted to tell him that I prided myself in the fact that I had memorized all the freckles on his skin, how his freckles birthmarks created their own galaxies of planets and stars. I wanted to tell him I would be there for him, on the bad days too. I wanted to tell him he could call be at 3:46 in the morning and just complain, I'd completely understand. I wanted to tell him that he had completely beguiled me; that he was my entire world. I wanted to tell him that I love him more than anything I had ever known. I wanted to run to him, to hug him. I wanted him to wrap his arms around me and never let me go. I wanted to never leave him. I wanted to rule by his side, as his Luna. Instead, I just turned my back in order to not let anyone see my tears. I walked away from the love of my life, for what? For fate? For destiny? Or for some foolish trick that I was walking myself into? No matter the reason, I walked away from him with tears in my eyes and sorrow in my heart. I never wanted to walk away again. He was my mate and all I wanted was him.
Aida_Ambers · 29.8K Views

The Perfect Life

I was born to a beautiful mother no father, yet I was the ugliest person in town, short, overweight, and covered in flaws. My mother dies when I was three years old in a horrible carwreck under strange circumstances. I went to go live with my rich father and his other daughter who is two months younger than me, yet my exact opposite. Beautiful and attractive everyone naturally loved her, she is cruel and mean...yet not at all book smart in any way. Rebecca is the worst sister in history! My father treated me even worse than Rebecca did, he doesn't love me and in many ways I don't think he ever did. He pushes me around and beats me up anytime he gets, if that isn't bad he makes me sleep in the rusty dark attic with an infested mattress and rough thin sheets. He hardly feeds me in hopes that I'll somehow get skinnier. I never do... Of course my life isn't completely horrible, my aunt Fiona, she is everything to me, just as beautiful as my mother was, but sometimes I think she is kinder maybe because, as selfish as it is, my mother died and left me completely alone in this world. I hate her for it, leaving me like that, even though it really wasn't her fault. What can I say, after years upon years of being completely hated...I suppose I need someone to blame it on. Fiona is the only person that has ever cared about me. She was always there, always knew what to say to make me feel better. On terms of school, when is comes to grades and intelligence I am valedictorian and number 1, but when it comes to popularity I am at the bottom of the barrel and everyone hates me without even in knowing me. And if that isn't bad enough I am a Lesbian. I love everything that involves imagination and creativity...Anything depressing or real just makes me wanna gag. The ONE thing I had ever wished for was to NOT be myself, Frizzy brownish orange hair that never was ever tamed, my horrid mixed brownish blue eyes (mostly brown), my rough freckled pale skin, my shortness, and my fat...ness. Maybe that was the mistake,...because out of the 8 billion people in the world, my wish was taken too seriously and waaaaay too literally. After my 17th birthday...I woke up and I wasn't me. I am not me anymore, I'm tall and beautiful, flawless....but on the inside I was still...my mind? that seemed to be the only thing that didn't change. When I woke up my aunt was waiting for me with the most mind boggling news and secret anyone could ever receive or keep. The first day of school in my new body...I instantly became popular but there was one girl that never caught my attention until then. Hot. Sexy. yet kind and so, so alone. She is beautiful and everything I love, and the best about her...She hates my perfect body. But I refuse to give up on her, for once I will get a girlfriend and I will have a perfect life.
JunetheProdigy · 24K Views

Being An Immortal Is Tiring! [BL]

The body laid against the against the alleyway. The beautiful man slept peacefully, the blood oozed in all directions. His wounded shoulder sagged against his chest, his skin bunched together on the floor next to him, all cut off. His beauty didn't decrease, in fact increased. His silky, raven hair was tied into a loose pony tail, his tanned skin, glistened with the flecks of blood on his delicious neck, his Adam's apple looked so sinfully beautiful that even god would be tempted to gawk at it. His rosey-slightly chapped lips was pulled into a straight line, as if he was bored. The beautiful mans, shallow breath, started getting stronger, his flesh wizzing around like a parasite. His flesh was intact. Opening his sharp Phoenix eyes, the golden hue narrowed down to his murderer. "Klance" klance looked back down to the body. Seeing the body alive and well, he cursed under his breath. "I thought I killed you this time jack, aww." He pouted like a child. "How many times do I have to tell you, I can't die". "Ehhh, but-but" he started stuttering. "How?!, no matter how many times I try, you don't die" This was the 28th time klance had tried to kill him. "Then this should be your 28th lesson, now open your useless eyes and listen to me carefully, I. Can't. Die." //:/:: The story of a depressed immortal, Stuck in time as a twenty eight year old. Living, only trying to die. Until, a sweet, glasses wearing freckled brunette was pushed into his life. Literally. How will our couple progress? Glasses wearing boy and sad, mean gong What a combo! Watch our sweet gong try to calm his huge raging boner In chapter 5 ---- obviously a BL book Sexual themes Dark themes Religion is occasionally mentioned Slightly depressing Comedy This book is mine Completely genuine Did not get inspiration of another to write this Copyright © No stealing
me_like_cats · 21.6K Views

Chasing Olivia.

Olivia Parker is an ordinary twenty-four year old girl with absolutely no ties to the underworld, the mafia but little did she know about the deal her father had made with the devil. Ginger head, freckled-face and oceanic blue orbs was how people saw her but there was so much underneath it. Those eyes led onto very little but look deeper and find the true Olivia Parker. Oh yes, she is a businesswoman and a part-time investigative journalist. Alessandro Valentini was what the common people call, The Mafia. The King. The Death. But was he just that? He commanded respect, he was the king in any room he walked into and most certainly was synonymous to fear. But most of all, he was a man of his word. A true Valentini. A word is what that got Olivia Parker and Alessandro Valentini together but how far will they go? Valentini may be the Mafia King but Parker was not a pushover and most certainly was not to be tamed, for all, no one can tame a lioness. ^^^^^^^^ " You will obey me mio amore." " Oh you can dream on because that is never going to happen." Olivia announced to the king and no one talks to the king like that. " Do you know the consequences of your actions Piccola?" He asked, his voice ice-cold as he took a step forward. " Only if I were afraid. If only." She mocked, her temper rising as she rolled her eyes and walked out on the Mafia King. Another thing no can could dare to do before her but then again, who's best to keep the King in check if not his Queen?
thegirlnextdoor27 · 4.1K Views

the kings girl

He stood there watching her while she drank the whole bottle of wine in a go. "Ladies are not supposed to drink." "I'm no lady." She put back the knife in her boots. "Well I was told you were a lady, it appears then that I have been misled." He sounded disappointed. That was all he needed to get her in the mood, a challenge. "Trust me you do not need a lady," she smirked. She took two steps forward, he moved two steps backward. "There are a lot of things a lady can give but what I give I doubt a lady can." She moved forward again pushing him to the wall. "You are not here to meet a Lady are you. A lady is prim and proper. If you wanted someone like that you wouldn't be here." He swallowed deeply. She was so close to him he could feel his heart beating faster he should be the one in control not her. "No I'm not. I'm not looking for a lady." She smiled pushing backward. "Very well then. Follow me." He did not object he followed her up the stair to the room Howard had left him in. She walked too majestically for a black commoner he thought as he watched her climb the stairs. She opened the door slowly. Standing aside she waited for him to come in before locking the door. She hid the key to the door in a bag on her shelve. "You might as well take off your hood, No one can harm you here." She said turning to face the man. He did as she had said. He took of his robe and placed it on a sit behind the door. "A man of my status can be harmed anywhere." She did not doubt him. He did look far more than the normal aristocrat, his hair went down to his back and his skin had no freckles. He had the lightest shade of green eyes she had ever seen, it matched his dark hair beautifully. He was beautiful just like a King but who he was was of no concern to her. "I'll protect you." She said getting up. She started to get free of her dress first the cosset. "You protect me?" He burst out laughing. "What does an ordinary commoner know about protection." She was now only in her inner clothing, a red silk gown. "A commoner knows everything about everything especially a black commoner. We get to learn to fight you know, since we not only have food to worry about but also other peoples unexplained hatred for our skin colour." "I have always thought black people attractive. Sometimes I'm even envious." She snorted. "You say that now because you are about to lay with one. The aristocrats are the worst don't let me get started with the King. But that is of no use to us today." She grinned. She shoved him to a pillar standing in the middle of her room. "Give me your hands."
Miraharlson · 12.3K Views

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"I'M NOT THAT INNOCENT"

THIS BOOK IS PURE FANTASY; IF THERE'S A NAME OR INSTANCES THAT HAPPENED IN THE HISTORY IT'S JUST A COINCIDENCE ONLY. [There's a legend or myths about creatures that can transform into human beings. And one of them are gumihos or those creatures with fox figures with 9 tails but this one is different our protagonist had a 12 tails and he lives a millennium. Although God created all creatures with different characteristic. Those immortals and mythical creatures are created by those fallen angels as a stepping stone into the Earth that God created for humans to live. They spread them to the humanity and give them a power to disguise as like as humans too make a chaos. But one of them are different he protects the human beings to avoid the chaos but war is unavoidable plot because even human beings kill each other to make advantages to those weaker than them. Eventhough he is a gumiho, he had a heart for them and loved them how God loves them that's why God gave a title to him as a God of War. His name is Daehan. Appearance known by people... 500 A.D Daeham 1000 A.D Daenam But in reality he not died but shape shifting to fox or human... For a first time he shape shifting as a soul into the body of dead prince. No one knows his real Appearance though.] Daehan real form is a very huge red Gumiho. His tail is 12, he had a red eyes also and red nail as red as blood. His fang is like a pearl it's shiny pure white. As a human, he looked extremely handsome and everyone who saw him can fall for his beauty. But he always hide it through shape shifting as a commoner. He made his skin darker, and had freckles with crooked teeth and etc. that's why no one knows.
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