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17 March 1904 You felt as Moses did in Midian, a stranger in strange land. In an effort to strengthen and aid your tiny kingdom, a marriage was arranged between you and the older prince of the Kingdom of Italy. Between you, Princess [f/n] [l/n], and Prince Lovino Vargas. You tugged at the sleeves of your wedding gown, a pale [f/c] that felt a little too cheery for the thoughts running through your head. You were already married to him now—no longer visiting princess, but the kingdom's princess consort. As such you wondered what turn your life would take. If you were really honest with yourself, which you allowed yourself in the priva

If you find yourself in a dark room, Walls around you are red And blood seeps from everywhere, Do not be afraid. You are inside my heart.  Chapter Four: Desire’s Consequence It all started with a bottle of whiskey. “Pass me the Jack Daniels, will you, _____?” Henry had asked you as he set up the Internet connection. You were at the kitchen table eating breakfast as he hooked up wires and plugs to a nearby outlet. The bottle of whiskey was at the table’s edge, away from his grip. Frankly, you didn’t want to give it to him. Didn’t he see what kind of shit it got him into? The gambling, the stealing,

"What am I?" Not who, but what. "A doll. I made you." "Oh." You ingest this news with an impassive face, though since it is made of sheet metal, the blonde man supposes that it would be hard for you to properly emote. You lift a hand to inspect it. It is meticulously crafted, as would be inspected from one of the top engineers around. It would almost be able to pass for a real human hand, if not for the obvious artificial joints used to craft together your fingers and knuckles. Now another question comes. "Why did you make me?" He doesn't answer. He doesn't answer because he just can't bring himself to tell you he did not mean to bring

  SebastianxDemon!Reader   His Princess Chapter 6: The Royal Butler                “Without your consent?!” King Lucifer replied, his terrible voice bounced with surprise. The Crow nodded, a bit caught off guard by his father’s reaction.                  “Do you mean to say that this sort of thing has never happened?” King Lucifer grumbled an okay.                  “The only thing to do now is fill the contract, Corvus. Take Felis with you and the Mating Ceremony will take place as soon as you two return. You may leave. I’ll assemble the guards to assure that your journey between Hell and Earth g

In a far away country, there was a mansion. The mansion was occupied by three people, they called themselves The Axis. The mansion was surrounded by forest but it still recognized by the villagers. They said that sometimes some girls went to the forest on they own and never returned. It included a very beautiful young woman named (name). She was the most beautiful woman in villages and was admired and respected by everyone. She was kind and nice to everyone. She always wore a very sweet smile that gave warmth to each person who saw her smile. She was the flower of the villages. One day, (name) was going to the forest to gather woods. The vi

You finally gave up on trying to ignore that weird feeling, so you went to Astrid, one of the few people you actually liked, for an explanation. You knew that Hiccup used to have a crush on her, but once he actually got to know her, there relationship became one of siblings, and it wouldn’t go any farther than that. You were at the dragon-training academy with Astrid, Stormfly and Aurora (Hiccup had to go on a scouting mission and you refused to go this time, having had enough of Snotlout for awhile), sitting on the dusty floor, and had just finished telling the Viking your problem. “It’s weird.” You grumbled. ̶

You walked down the frosty streets, relishing in the cold breezes that came with the inevitable decent into winter. There was nothing more beautiful in the world than autumn -to you at least. The trees, changing from bright greens to vibrant shades of crimson and gold. The small country roads that led around your tiny town were covered with a small layer of frost. You smiled to yourself. Jack Frost finally makes an appearance this year. It always overjoyed you -even if you haven't ever seen him before, it's obvious that he exists. What else could cause the strange fluctuations of winter? What controlled the blistering winds? There must be s

“Hey! Jamie! Don’t run too far ahead! I don’t wanna lose you!” A loud laugh was the response as the young boy running ahead of you slowed down and turned to face you. “Come on, (Name)! We’re almost there!” You smiled lightly as you walked up next to Jamie and ruffled his hair. “The lake’s not going anywhere, buddy.” “I know, but I wanna skate!” And with that said, he latched onto your hand and began to drag you down the snowy trail. You were used to this sort of behavior. You’d been babysitting Jamie since he was five and you were eleven, so he saw you as an ol

Chapter 10: Valentine owns a Private Jet? Well after good-byes and packing up your bags in the small limo that pulled up you were finally going to the airport. Desoto enjoyed the ride... then again he was enjoying the wind drying out his tongue. The whole way there he stuck his head out feeling the fast breeze whip by. The driver went passed the airport, you pointed behind you, “Um excuse me but the airport is that way.” The driver smiled kindly, “Well if you wanted to fly commercially then I would have dropped you off there but Valentine has a private jet waiting for you over here.” The driver turned onto a small st