"I haven't heard of anything like this in years," she uttered out, running her thumbs along his defined cheekbones. Her fingers trailed off, outlining every part of his face possible. They softly grazed his jawline and traced up his temples. Her nimble digits mapped the sharp edges and rounded features of his face with delicacy and care. In a show of completion, her right index finger landed just below his chin. She tilted his head up and let her hand slide away into the air. "Will it ever return?" he mumbled as he watched with wide eyes as her own, clouded green orbs gazed longingly into the nothingness. - this story is dedicated to @Cormenion, @Tiffotater, and @AwsomeDragons :) - amazing cover art by @Tiffotater - > MAJKA

Marius Khim was scheduled to be excecuted. Marius Khim was an abomination to society. Marius Khim was supposed to be dead. Eros had other plans. - |better desc to come soon| - amazing cover by @bobnuggets - > M A J K A

The male's pale hand rapidly knocked upon the dark wooden door. His eyes were darting around at the scenery behind him, checking for the possible pounding footsteps of the men chasing him. A few loud shouts of "I'm coming!" were heard on the other side of the door that was soon becoming unhinged. The wooden board was rattled a few times before it was opened, and the boy was faced with an unexpected surprise. The man, whom he had earlier learned was called Oberon, was fairly short in stature, though he was not at all built according to his height. His muscles were clearly evident through the old brown shirt he wore, and though he wasn't the tall in the slightest, he was scarier than any man Robin had encountered before. "Whadda ya need, kid?" He muttered, scratching at his beard a few times. "I-I, um-" Robin stumbled over his words a few times, trying to find out what exactly to tell the man. "Spit it out already, I don't got all day!" the short man shouted getting slightly red in the face. "My-my name is Robin, and um, I was tol-told that you could help me." The statement seemed more like a question to Robin, though he couldn't help but eagerly await the man's response. "Ah, Robin," the man gave a small smile in return, completely erasing any anger that he felt, "Hermia and I have been expecting you." - this entire story is dedicated to my sister, whom is one of my closest friends EVER, @Cormenion - > M A J K A