This will be pretty short, but important to the story! (Also to those that have read the other one, this is new)
Elizabeth
Kurt was hard and muscled in a way I hadn't noticed earlier. I wondered how those men had managed to even catch him. I snuggled closer. I was surprised to find that he was also soft. It was a strange combination, but it worked with him.
He was asleep. I giggled when I heard him begin to purr softly. I looked up at his face. When he was asleep, he looked so peaceful. My eyes travelled over the hair falling into his eyes and his pointed ears. Eventually, they landed on his mouth. I wondered if his lips were as soft as the rest of him......
I flushed and shook my head. What had gotten into me? We had only met a few days ago, and I already trusted him far too much. We were friends, nothing else. He was handsome though, at least in his own way..... I pushed the thought from my head. 'Get it together, Elizabeth! What's wrong with you!?' It was strange, how quickly I had grown used to that name. I liked it, and I liked Kurt. I wanted to stay with him. Besides, it wasn't like I had anywhere else to go. I leaned against his chest and slept, hoping that maybe I could be happy with the circus, with him.
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The Demon's Angel
FanfictionKurt Wagner is a normal teenage boy, or at least normal for a circus acrobat. He loves to run, joke with his sister, Amanda, and read. He's a devout Catholic. There's just one tiny detail missing: he's blue. When his demonic looks get him in trouble...
