This is where I will post short snippets of my upcoming stories, or published ones!! I will also post info and character designs here!!!
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-THE NOTORIOUS MR. BOX SNIPPET-
He looked down at everyone... Contemplating on whether or not he should tell them.
"You know... I didn't just come here to take over the world..." He said, now ready to let them know. "I came here... For you." He pointed down at two of the villains... Standing closest to him. "U-us?" Mr. Box said, stuttering on his words. Sir Gold grabbed his hand. "Yes you. You two... Are some of the most powerful villains of your time right now. You may not think that's true... But you, Mr. Box... You are one of the most talented and cunning criminals in the world, no one else can beat the amount of crimes you have committed, no one else has the gift you have... You are a prodigy with a gun... And you, Sir Gold... You have a ability that is only accessible when you have a strong emotion..." He continued. Sir Golds eyes widened as everything started to make sense... (TBC)
(from book 4)
-THE NOTORIOUS MR. BOX SNIPPET (aka the one you guys saw)-
"Gosh, I wanna throw you in a ditch... but at the same time I wanna see if you cuddle well."
"C-cuddle? What do y-you mean cuddle?!" Marcy asked in shock.
"What do you think I mean? You seem like the kind who would cling onto you in their sleep like a little koala." Jasper replied. Marcy's face went red. He stared at Jasper with shaky hands. Keep your cool dude... Don't get vulnerable with him... He thought to himself. "I'd... Rather you throw me in a ditch." He said with a straight face.
Jasper kept smirking and tilted his head down to get a better look at Marcy. "Hm... Well ok then." Jasper responded while bending over to pick Marcy up. "W-WAIT NO!" Marcy yelped. With his hands on Marcy's hips, he pulled him closer and whispered...
"Why don't you make this easy for both of us and stop acting like you're so tough. You are a great villain but we both know how submissive you really are."
Marcy's face went red. The feeling of being held and Jasper's soft breaths against his neck made his hands shake.
"I... J-Jasper..." He stuttered. "Yes..?" Jasper replied. The police lights from outside of the alleyway shined above them, leaving the perfect ambience for their moment.
"F-Fine.." Marcy whispered. Jasper smirked and tucked Marcy's curly hair behind his ear as he pulled him closer. (CONTINUED) Jasper hugged Marcy tight and ran his hand down his back. Marcy's face was flushed but he loved the feeling of being intimate with someone for once.
Jasper kept one of his hands on Marcy's back and put the other one on his cheek. He lifted Marcy's head to look at him. Their eyes met... as their faces came closer their mouths met, sending a feeling of warmth through both. (DEE END EHEH)
(from book 3)
-VICTORIAN VISITORS SNIPPET-
Alisha was writing in her poetry book, practicing her literature whilst noting everything she thought.
'The night is cold..
The crows are gold..
My mind is worn..
It will warp..
I long for the trees..
I long for the seas..
Nature is my true home..
The extent of land I can roam..
Just me..
Alas, I can only hope.. And see...'
She finished the poem and laid her quill aside. She sighed and brushed her long hair out of her face.
"Goodness me..." She said to herself. "I can't believe they think locking me up here will get me to stop acting out. It's all I wanted.. To be alone with my fairytales and writing."
