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The RingleaderWelcome to the circus. Please check your intelligence at the door. Meet our handsome ringleader, a man of only twenty-four. He'll tame the lion before your eyes (though it's really just a cat). He'll make you gasp and ooh and aah, pulling a rabbit from his hat.The Ringleader
He'll tell you that he loves you with an innocent little smile. But he'll tell her the same, and she'll even bear his child. You'll trust him even when the proof is right there in your face. And he'll be quick to assert: questioning him just isn't your place.
So, welcome to the little game. It's only just begun. And by
by ~Nekraile
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L-O-V-ECompiled thoughts on the elusive subject referred to only as LOVE:L-O-V-E
waste of time/space/effort worth every second unavoidable indescribable myth. no, fact. no, myth. yes, myth. the only way to find true happiness with yourself hallmark, commercial
Logic and Love never
held hands on the playground, and
Love was always the unsuspected
bully – pummeling Logic with
clenched fists or opened
palms until Logic cracked and
begged for mercy. See, we only
ever saw the façade – the
pigtails and simple grin, an
by ~airchildstrega
Venti VelvetWe fall into patterns, but nothingVenti Velvet
so simple as: wake, eat, work, home, bed
But instead with nonsense words strung together into
coffee orders – making ourselves believe that cooperate
jargon should not be leaked into
a flood to the masses, but java should
Ride, ride that wave through small
town streets where sugar makes up four out of
five food groups.
Because that is where I met her.
I rubbed her the wrong way from the very beginning, pulling
up all the hairs so that they stood on end. Alert.
But she seemed a shade too dark when
by ~airchildstrega
Amara - PrologueAmara pulled her long, black hair into a braid and studied her reflection with her deep blue eyes. After a quick glance in the full length mirror she adjusted the nightgown that hung from her body. With a content smile she walked to the bed and turned it down.Amara - Prologue
The moon was slowly rising and the servants in the castle were no doubt hurrying to finish their chores. He would be waking soon. He'd go out and conduct his business, see to his nightly duties and then return to the castle as he always did.
And then he would come to her bed.
Amara shivered as she thought about Enric. The master of this castle. The
by *tanafeyroyale
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- Personal Quote: "Vampire Solidarity, rah rah rah"
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