HBC & Characters One shots

[Your lips taste like freedom] Eudoria Holmes X reader part 1

Moving in a new place is always difficult.
Well I wanted to move from where I lived because of my past.

Me being a 23 year old woman and also a mother to a child whose father is nowhere to be seen, it was terrible emotionally.

The father of my child left when I told him about it and I was completely alone, 3 months pregnant with a child that I myself couldn't raise properly.

So a big decision of mine was to take my child ,when it was born, to move out of that village and to find a new job and a new house to stay at and raise my child the way it deserves.

So here I am in a carriage taking me away from where I lived, and the life I had and starting a new life far away from there in a really small village.

A friend of mine told me about this place. He said it was very peaceful and very quiet and it was the best place to continue writing my book from where I left it.

You see, when I was younger my dream was to become an author and write my own books with the love stories I dreamed of in my life, that I could never live. I wanted to write about love in a way that hasn't happened again. I love that is free from judgment and criticism, from stereotypes and old minded people,
because I was wrong about my life decisions, I was wrong about marrying this awful man thing, that I never wanted. Why was I blind and couldn't see that the love I was seeking for will come from a female.
Yes a female.
I can talk about hours for women. They are intelligent beautiful caring and the most wonderful creatures in the world. They fascinate me so much and as a woman myself it is difficult for other people to understand that love is love and you can't control who are you going to fall in love with .

And that's why I chose to write this book. I know that someday maybe I will publish it but I'm not sure because people are still small minded and can't understand what I feel and what a person like me feels.
I don't want to label myself but I love who I love and I don't care what their sex will be.

So back to where I was.....

"Miss were here"

"Oh! Thank you! Let's go Amelia"

The carriage had stopped in front of the small house I bought by a small lake. It was so beautiful that just by the sight of it I could cry.
My house.
My own house.
The house that I bought with the money I myself had made and I was able to move to.
It was so peaceful here just how my friend had described it and away from people.

Or so I thought..

Hi loves! How y'all are doing? I sorry for being inactive in so long but I really haven't the right motivation to start writing again.
I have high hopes for this story and I think I'll make it a different book by itself.
Part 2 will be up soon!

Thank you for reading it ❤️
Take care 🥰