Just wanted to say that I'm having a bad case of writers block and I'm also attempting to write another book along with this one, so updates will be weirdly timed but I'm sure you all understand;)
Hope you're still enjoying WEG leave some comments saying if you like it and what you like about it, and if you don't like it and why you don't. Basically, what I should be working on. Okay! Phew. Let's geddon with the chappy eh. (let's get it on starts playing in the background....) Enjoy🐥🐥🐥🐥
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Nausea curled its tight fist around Ivy's insides as she walked through the dark streets with her hood up and her hands buried in her pockets. She had informed Iel earlier on that she'd be walking to the castle on her own to cool off. The kill was still fresh on her mind and it made her fingers itchy.
Someone moaned from in front of her, making her jump out of her skin and curse colourfully. She shook her hands, trying to rid the itchyness out of her fingers, and sped up her pace.
Why didn't I just take the stupid carriage? She thought longingly, regretting her quick fire decision that had been made on the spot.
Another moan sounded from beside her and made her feel rather uncomfortable. She was practically running when stronge hands encompased her waist and pulled her off the ground as if she were a feather.
Gasping, she was wheeled through the air and into another's arms. But not before she got a full on view of the daring night sky, a thousand stars twinkling down at her in amusement.
"Ah! Get... Off... Me!" Her cries of outrage weren't taken seriously at all. So, her being her, she kicked the man in the crown jewels and made a run for it.
Thinking she'd got away, she laughed in delight.
"Take that you-"
"Don't speak too soon, gorgeous."
And with those last words a pair of red eyes met her own and she fell unconscious.
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She awoke in a dingy room with a sloshing sound next to her, it was similar to an asylum; all white except for the dulling grey door that hopefully lead to freedom. She sat up and immediately regretted it, her head spun so hard that she could feel it in her toes.
Once the dizziness had subsided she swung her legs over the side of the bed and examined her scarred feet. They were bare and when they touched the shiny stone floor she instantly regretted it. To say it was cold was an understatement.
After her feet had got used to the freezing floor she stood up and walked over to the door. Hesitantly, she lay her hand on the handle and watched in shock as it swung open with a loud clang. The sound rang through the air and made Ivy inwardly cringe.
Blinking, she looked down at herself and saw white robes. Warily, she slowly lifted her head and let her anger seep into her every pore.
Someone undressed and dressed her.
Fuming, she wrenched off a pipe that conveniently clung to a wet wall. That was violation, she thought, you don't just undress someone without their consent! A memory fluttered through her mind but she pushed it aside, she had someone to throttle. With a deep breath she stepped into the corridor and took a breath.
She walked slowly, checking the doors that lined the walls for any enemies waiting to jump out at her. She'd been trained in how to cope in situations like these. Breath deeply, in and out in and out in and- it didn't work anyway. Slowly, so slowly, she edged her way down the corridor as silent as air.
Down the hall, a door creaked open and hushed voices emerged from the room. With a small squeal of surprise, she pushed herself up against a wall and prayed. The voices got louder as they came closer to her and she readied herself for the worst.
Feet apart, fingers spread wide for a good grip, get ready to swing...
"Ah, you're awake, lovely!" A wide-eyed got-to-be-twenty year old stared at her expectantly. He looked foreign, with pale, pale skin and white, white hair. And his height, dear lord, he could touch the clouds!
The girl next to him looked foreign too, but the opposite of his fair features. She had gorgeous dark skin with a sheen that Ivy couldn't help but marvel at. Her hair was wonderfully curly and a few shades lighter than her own, a chocolate brown similar to her skin. Her eyes matched the whole look.
Ivy stared at them, baffled. One was a giant and the other a model! How odd.
"So, do you want to tell me what's going on or are you just going to stand there...?"
"Oh yes of course!" The giant sang, clapping his hands together. "My name is Piro and this is Bliss."
"Hm, of course." Ivy mused, glancing between them with a half smile. Then, realising herself, she lost the grin and put her poker face on.
"Now tell me what I'm doing here."
"Ah, of course. Follow me, miss." with that, she was lead down the corridor and into another room with a large table in the centre and a number of people gathered around it. The woman - Bliss - didn't even spare her a glance, only stuck her nose up and walked. Then, in the room, she went and stood next to a familiar man and draped an arm around him; giving Ivy the look.
Ivy fidgeted in the room, not being sure what to do.
"Okay, so after some discussion-" he gave the people around him a meaningful look. "-we decided to take you, Ivy, into the foundations." He smiled as if it made perfect sense. Everyone stared at her with stupid smiles on their stupid faces.
"Right," she laughed nervously, "we'll I should get going now so..." Briskly, she started to walk towards the door.
"Don't think so." The man who'd seemed familiar to her was suddenly bang smack in front of her. And she was met with a pair of red-flipping-eyes.
"Oh that's just typical." Her words dripped in sarcasm.
"Indeed, now if you'd come and take a seat..." He gestured to the three empty seats that were planted eerily together. She glanced down at her unacceptable clothes and his normal ones.
"Fine. But first, where're my clothes?"
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Wachu think? Bit of cheese but oh well cheese is good for you right? Leave a vote//comment if you enjoyed. Love you all........ Basically idk.
Bye G's an B's and T's and X's and so onnnnnnn❤
P.S I'm SO SO SO SO SO sorry for how late this is but I went on a trip to London on Thursday with my friends and got back on Friday so I'm really really really tired from the couch ride up and down. ALSO, I've been procrastinating ALOT and had a bit of writers block, STILL LOVE YA X
P.P.S dunno if this is properly edited but I'll put it up anyway cuz why not❤
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