"Jesus! What are you doing" I yelled. "Most people call me Harry, but Jesus is ok too" he smirked. I clutched my iPod to my chest. Still trying to calm myself. Before I had the chance warm lips were crashed to mine... Highest Ranking before being rated mature...#2 in FanFiction!!!
"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...
What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]
Every life I take does the same for me. I die inside more and more each time I take a life that isn't mine to take. When I go to sleep at night, I dream about the day I was forced to kill my very own parents. I didn't choose to be an executioner. But that asshole Robespierre Voclain "claimed" me. He made my life grim...
People have been disappearing from Aramont, so a King sends a Ranger there to investigate. There, he finds out that something horrible is going to happen, and he reads a prophecy that will reveal his destiny. He is the Ranger of Belmoor. His name is Athan Belk.