I'm sorry... I'm really, really really really sorry. I know I haven't updated in a while, but I don't feel like talking about why I haven't so please bear 🐻 with me. 🐻 get it? bear. haha...hah... don't judge me I'm crazy...
yeah okay.
I want to thank Asioncon and SnowCheese14for giving me back the hope i needed to continue. I really needed this, guys and you have no idea how much you're helping me right now. Lots of love from me.
Just so you know, there's gonna be some French in here. Most you will get what they mean, but for those where you obviously won't, I will put a translation right now. They will have ( *** ) this symbol on them.
*Tout le monde, (Everyone)
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*** Mais non, tout va bien, ma chère. C'est juste quelques égratignures (Of course not. All's good, my dear. It's just a few scratches.)
**** Chère (Dear)
enjoy!
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Tyler's P.O.V
I barely felt my body as I walked down the hallways, pulled by the guard that was to escort me back to the rooms. I would stumble from time to time, but he would pull harder on the chains that held me.
"Move faster, you useless garbage." the guard said in between clenched teeth, pulling on the chain once more.
I lost my balance and fell on the ground, scraping my knees on the polished hardwood floor. The guard stopped and knelt next to me.
"I know, I'm rough, but I have no choice right now. Just a bit more, I know you can do it."
I smiled at the man: "You have no idea how you make it easier to live in this hellhole, Esper."
"Phoenix and Caleb promised they would get you all out. They are the best agents we have." He stood up and pulled on the chain again, making me wince, "I'm sorry." he whispered before shouting at me, "Get off, you lazy fuck. You should be happy Master Levi chooses you all the time."
We walked down the stone stairs, reaching the underground level, where no light could shine through. Passing by the guards' office, he pulled on the chains once more, getting the others to smirk at the pain it caused me.
Even though we were underground, the color of the walls was bright pink-ish and styled in a very feminine manner. I chuckled.
"What's funny?"
"Claire went overboard again." I said, pointing at the little table in the middle of the hall with teddy-bears sitting on chairs, drinking tea. The guard chuckled.
"She may be a succubus, but her personality is that of an innocent child." he said while we stopped walking. We were in front of the dorm room.
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Master Of Tides (Book One)
FantasyTyler Anderson has a very eventful life: at the age of 11, he disappears from the face of the Earth only to be found, 5 years later, in an alleyway barely alive by his twin sister, Ellina. It seems his misadventure gave him something special; the a...