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Name: Belladonna Frost
Birthday: December 21st
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 60 kg
Eyes: Steel Blue
Scars: Cut marks - upper arms, thighs, calves, hips, waist, ribs; Jagged, random scars across back
Personality: Mostly cold and quiet; withdrawn; secretive; caring; short-tempered; moody; controlled; sometimes pleasant if in a good mood
Weapon(s): Silver daggers - number changes daily; always hidden under clothes; easily thrown
Weaknesses: Multiple Personality Disorder; Excessive blood production - causes headaches, nosebleeds, insomnia, moodiness, excessive flushing, and sleepwalking; Compulsive self-destructive behaviour; Independence
Skills: Gymnastics; Self-Defense; Knives; Studious; Finding Trouble
Father: Carson Frost is a rich investor with a kind heart. Although he became a father while
To See the Sun: Rewrite
Year 26, Month 10, Night 1
It would figure that I’m late. Whenever I’m expected back, I always seem to be late. Whatever, they can’t complain, since I actually have a valid excuse.
Looking behind me, I find that I still have a few pursuers hanging on my tail, so I jump down from the roof I’d been running on and duck into an abandoned building before sneaking my way into the old sewer system. I stop to check my rucksack, making sure nothing inside is damaged or missing, and listen.
I can hear them shouting at each other, arguing, running around trying to sniff out any signs of where I might have run off too. Those bloody vampires are sure persistent. Slowly, quietly, I creep my way down the damp tunnel until I reach an exit far enough from my trackers that they shouldn’t pick up the scent again.
With a quick look around I scope out the area before taking off down several narrow alleyways. Working my way through all the convoluted twists and turns, an
A Dream's ReasonsCrystalline and amber hued
a sunset drop of morning dew
falling rain beneath the waves
of this lake's ocean blue
I sat upon a lily pond
questioned things of which I'm fond
and looked into the purple sky
and wondered how the spiders fly
The sparrow hunts a poorly fox
while bullrush reeds do knock
upon a door of softest clay
this is what I dreamed today
Taking FlightOh, ye child of Earth and Sky
Spread thy wings and learn to fly
Above the clouds ye shall climb,
Across the Earth 'til end of time.
Ne'er fear the coming storms
For t'was of lightning ye were born
Turn thy wings to the wind
follow the e'er swirling spin.
Let the stars be thy guide
And do not stray to either side
For one day, ye shall see,
The lights lead to thy destiny
And once thy true purpose has been found
Ne'er again shall ye touch the ground.
Name: Tabitha Ranges
Nicknames: Tabby Cat; Tabitha Twichet
Birthday: June 21st
Place of Birth: Oxford, England
Favorite Color: Pale blue
Height: 5’ 8”
Weight: 60 kg
Body Type: Hourglass
Bra Size: 32B
Dress Size: 6
Skin: Light Tan
Hair: Dirty Blonde, Mid-back length
Other Physical Distinctions: sparrow birth mark on front of left shoulder
Mother: Julia Ranges, Writer, Deceased
Relationship with Mother: admiration and love
Father: Colbert Ranges, Soldier
Relationship with Father: respect and loyalty; some strain due to his constant non-presence
Aunt: Elena Gregory, mother’s sister
Relationship with Aunt: close friends; live far away, but often write letters to each oth
Shocking TruthIt’s really no wonder we’d slept through the night after what we had done. When I finally woke up, the oil lamp had completely burnt out and all the sweat had dried.
I placed a hand on my abdomen. It still felt strange having all those eggs inside me. I felt them all shift as I slowly sat up and winced when some of them bumped my bladder. Shane had apparently felt my movement and sat up beside me.
He looked confused for a moment before he looked at me and realization hit him. He looked down at my middle and seemed absolutely gobsmacked.
“You weren’t that big last night,” he gaped incredulously.
“Of course not. The eggs grew, that is what happens after all.” I carefully maneuvered myself and started putting my clothes back on. I had a bit of trouble with the waist of my skirt, and I couldn’t lace my vest at all near the bottom. “Dula’s probably going to kill me.”
Shane had also put his clothes back on, and I noticed
basiliskOnce there lived a basilisk.
He was lord over all the serpents not even the great sea serpents would challenge him for he bore in his blood a deadly poison. A single drop could soil any lake, poison all manner of beasts for miles around, cut down the grandest of forests, and drop the eagles from the skies. No beast dare enter his lair. None even drew close for fear of his poison blood, and his deadly stare, and for this reason Basilisk lord over all the serpents was lonely.
For years he wept his deadly tears under the shade of an old oak which quickly died from him being there. He mourned for all the beautiful creatures his breath had choked and pitied those who had watched their families fall to his deadly poison, for even drinking from a stream would draw the toxic infection from his lips, making the water undrinkable for anyone but himself.
He could not bear the thought of destroying so many lives so carelessly. He often asked himself, what calling would suit such a horrible creatur
Snowblind [JackFrostxReader] Pt.2
When you looked into the bright blue eyes of Jack Frost, you see how they sparkled mischievously, how they brightened up like the day sky when he thinks of the coming snow days, and how they are filled with laughter at past fun memories he had made with children. Jealousy? Psht! You by no means had time to feel jealousy of every winter he was off creating snow storms who-knows-where! But the silence that came with him being gone had become unbearable, and he never stayed at the Pole for full months at a time. It seemed it was always snowing in one place of the world or another. Yet, like he promised, he would always returned when you least expected it and caused your own personal flurry in whatever temporary room North had provided you with.
Tonight, however, he had not surprised you in bed, under warm cotton, covers because you had been in North’s office and your room had turned into a pool. Tonight, he had witness the changing of rooms, the many elves that fought to take severa
The Lives We Lead (PART 9)CHAPTER 9
Mikey watched as next to him Leo turned off the car. Leo’s entire body told Mikey that he didn’t want to be here. His eyes were downcast, his shoulders were slumped forward and his movements were slow as he turned to look out the window at the large church that the funeral was being held in. moving slowly, Mikey reached out to touch Leo’s arm, making Leo turn to look at him.
“hey……are you ok?”
Leo was silent for several moments before speaking.
“when I was a kind my mother used to tell me……..she wasn't very religious. She told me that the bible was a story; and that each person who read it could draw their own conclusions about it. she…….she had a favorite line; Forget not to show love unto strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.”
Leo broke off as small tears began to form in his eyes. But he forced them back, wiping them away before continuing.
Words Of Healing (PART 1)From his corner of the room Leatherhead watched them. he’d followed them to their lair, continuing to carry Mikey in the bundle of blankets. Once there he’d been led into a room, Donnie’s lab; where he’d lain Mikey out on a table for Donnie to examine. He growled at Donnie, as the purple turtle had moved to touch Mikey. It wasn't an aggressive growl but a warning….. And now he watched. His eyes taking in everything as Donnie examined Mikey’s leg and shell; Donnie’s face becoming more and more worried the long her examined them.
Donnie’s voice shook as he looked to his brothers who seemed to know just badly Mikey was injured. Leo stepped forward, putting his hand on Donnie’s shoulder.
“Tell us what to do Donnie. How can we help?”
Looking back at Mikey Donnie took a deep breath before speaking, giving his brother’s directions to gather the supplies he would need. Taking another de
Royal Road Trip - Chapter: 22
Chapter:22 Olaf's Stomach Surprise
Emily fluttered over the scorched plains as Jewel and Elise trailed behind. The fairy huntress carefully examined the gravel and plucked a clump of black hair covered in frosty ooze. "It's Quinn's.", she declared.
"Oh, I hope she's alright.", worried Elise.
"Come on, girls.", laughed Jewel. "This is Quinn we're talking about. She's as tough as nails!"
Emily sighed, "I sure hope you're right. I've picked up her trail. Let's move."
Prince Michael trudged down the winding mountain paths. "I sure hope we're going the right way."
"Why don't you ask the mirror again?"
"Right!" Michael held up Belle's magic mirror. "Show me Queen El-" He was so busy looking at the mirror, he tripped on a stone and tumbled off the path! "Saaaaaaaaaa!"
Michael felt the mirror leave his hands as he rolled to screeching halt on the ground below. The prince slowly stood up, rubbing his sore spots. His heart stopped at the sight of where he'd landed. He stood in front of a tiny e
The Amber Room Mystery: Chapter 1Hannah Duffy pushed open the door to her room at the youth hostel. The 20-year-old redhead from Ireland was exhausted; the trek from the train station to the hostel had been longer than expected. She walked in, placed her backpack neatly on the floor at the foot of the nearest bed, and then collapsed on top of it.
A moment later, her traveling companion, 19-year-old Katrin Weber, stumbled into the room, and looked over the two remaining beds before plunking down on the one nearest the window. The blonde German girl wasted no time in slipping her feet out of the three-inch open-toed heels she had been wearing.
“Ugh,” she moaned, “my feet…are killing me…” She stretched her legs out, happy to give them a rest.
“I told you, Kat,” Hannah rebuked her, “that comfort is more important than fashion. But no, you never listen!” She slipped her hose-covered feet out of her blue sneakers. She reached dow
Royal Road Trip - Chapter: 20
Chapter:20 A Date with Discord
The ocean's restless waves battered across the side of the ship. The sky darkened as powerful gusts of wind picked up. Hans remained steady at the wheel, keeping his eyes forward. The Duke of Weselton nervously gripped the side of the ship, doing his best to hold back his seasickness. He shuddered and ran inside after thunder boomed ferociously.
"Get back out here!", barked Hans. "We're almost to our destination."
The old man poked his head out of the captain' quarters. "I never should have trusted you. You're going to get us killed!"
"Feel free to take the wheel from me.", sneered Hans.
"I don't understand how this is part of your 'master plan'."
"NO ONE trusts you.", scoffed the duke.
"Your bodyguards do! And they should be halfway done with their mission by now!"
A rogue wave elevated the ship before fiercely bringing it down. Seawater nearly flooded the vessel as dozens of fish flopped across the deck. The duke emerged from the cabin comp
WARNING: Contains vore. If you don’t like that sort of thing, don’t read this story.
I had been running rather fast through a forest after being surprised by a giant python while drawing. It had been chasing me for some time. After about 10 minutes of chasing, I soon found that running from the python was futile and I stopped, catching my breath. The giant snake came into view behind me, panting.
“Hee-hee! Fast little one…ain't ya?” it giggled in a female voice.
I froze and turned, chuckling. “Yes, indeed.” I replied.
“What are you?” asked the python.
Confused, I looked down at myself. “Well, I was a human when I last looked. Heheheh!” I replied, holding the back of my neck.
“Oh, OK. Sorry ‘bout that, I’ve seen weird things in my life.” Said the python, slithering in close and licking my cheek.
I flinched a little, not really expecting the lick…but I thought it was rather cute.
Growing Up. 1 (tf)Mikael yawned as he rolled out of bed, hands reaching out to pull a pair of thin wiry glasses over his small green eyes. The fuzzy darkness that surrounded him resolved into a much clearer, sharper darkness, and the boy levered himself upright, fighting to remember his dream. It had been a good one, something cool with dragons flying in it, with fire and explosions and such excitement that only now was his heart calming in his chest for some reason whose details were already eluding him. Didn’t matter, a flick of the light-switch showed that his room was just the same as it had been when he fell asleep- dingy, confined with his messy bed taking up most of it, and the remaining space occupied by an old set of drawers, and a wardrobe.
“Smallest kid, smallest room,” His sisters had used to tell him when he asked when he got the littlest one, although at least it had meant he had no need to share with any of them. He stretched and opened the door, blinking a little in the
Quetzalcoatl: Part 10A dozen naga were positioned on the opposite side of the river, all holding spears and carrying deadly sabres at their hips. One naga slithered to the front of the others and planted the butt of his spear in the ground. "Running isss usselessss. Give usss the girl and we jussst might sspare your misserable livesss!"
"Over my dead body!" Tristan shouted back before taking off into the air, Demetri right on his heels. They flew as fast as their wings would take them, away from the spear-chucking serpents.
"Boss," called Demetri after several minutes, "I don't think my wings can hold out much longer."
"There's a copse of trees just past that ridge, we can hide there."
The two landed amongst the tightly knit roots just as Demetri's wings gave out. He spent several minutes hacking to the side as Tristan laid Cynthia on some soft moss. That was when he realized that the both of them were soaked to the bone.
"Hey, Demetri," he called to the boy just recovering from his coughing fit.
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