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 Ryan rolled over his mattress, letting one arm snake to the other side of the bed. Sensing the absence of a familiar form, he opened his eyes to find that Rylie was not lying next to him. He lifted his head to see if she was anywhere in their bedroom, but there was no sign of her. The cat-shaped clock on their wall read 10a.m. Ryan woke up with a start when he saw the time; he rarely slept in. "Ryle?" He groaned her name. Ryan could feel the muscles in his body ached from just pulling himself to sit on the bed. Missions rarely left him unscathed. Even if he came home injury-free, his tired body strained from the rigorous work he had underg

Every woman is nervous on the day of her wedding. This had sounded like a cliché when my mother had told me this, but now on the threshold of the same event my body was displaying all the signs of a blushing bride. Perversely, my mind was utterly calm. It had better things to worry about. Like the discovery I had been working on for the last five years. The scheduled unveiling should have taken place a while ago. But my parents dropped this bomb on me. Marry His Highness, Alexander Petraeus Marcus Maxmillian the VIIIth, Prince and heir of the Andromeda Galaxy, and the last family to retain ties to Earth. In my opinion their claim to be

Porcelain With your seemingly breakable skin With your painted-on chesire cat smile Do you cry with your heart all the while? Slipping and cracking and chipping away. Porcelain Do your eyes stay in one place? Do they linger upon the moon's face? Do you long to feel an embrace? Warmth that you'll never be able to feel. Porcelain Are you as breakable as you seem? Are you longing inside just to scream? Are you basking within the sun's gleam? Trapped inside, tormented, frozen in time. Porcelain Will you finally be laid to rest? Will your anger eventually get the best? Will you break free and fall from the nest? Waiting and wai

"And I wouldn't be interested in your daughter even if she was the last woman in Paris!" Raoul threw an arm up in frustration as he and Emile exited another building they had made a delivery to that morning. "Tch, some people! Think they know everything... and honestly do you really think I'd look good with that girl of hers?" just how he had ended up almost being matched with the elderly woman's daughter was beyond him but it had somehow happened. "I'm pretty sure she didn't mean any offense, Raoul." Emile replied quietly as they climbed into their vehicle, Charles as always sitting in the front seat waiting for them. "Maybe she just wants

He sees her huddled near the side of the road, the hood of her tattered brown cloak pulled tightly around her wrinkled face. She rises to her feet as he nears on horseback, her tiny frame hunched over, a crooked wooden cane clutched in her weathered hand. "Won't you buy a rose, my lord?" She asks, her voice a low cackle that crawls over his skin. He glares down into her white eyes, the eyes of a blind woman, and the stench of sickness reaches his nose. Her hood falls back from her face, revealing her blistered lips and her ashen skin, marred with the spots of disease. "Get away from me, peasant." He shouts, disgusted. She bends one crook

Part 1 Scar had just fallen off the cliff and was cornered by the hyenas. He could see in their eyes, hear on their voices and feel in their attitude that this was it, he was going to die! All of them threw themselves against him. He knew he wasn't the strong kind of lion but he still tried to bite and scratch them back. The burning pain of their strong bites awoke the feeling that he wasn't ready to die here. It couldn't have last for long but it felt like forever. It was the flames of the fire that saved him in the last minute. One of the hyenas had gotten a good grip and teared a big open flesh wound on his shoulder. The fire crept clos

Wedding Ring This ring I wear— On hand, once bare This symbol that I bear— Beautiful, like you. I never wanted diamonds Eschewing that cold rainbow I wanted something blue Sapphires…something that I knew Diamonds were truly new. I met you. Someone stronger, Sober, loving, true— There are so few So few like you. And what did you think of when you met And set your eyes on me? Sharing another drink Stronger than your tea And a bond Breathed in, then yawned As you brought it from the sink… We knew we were in sync I accrued you from beyond— You, so eager to respond. This ring I wear Your ring, there Upon the