Insurgency : An active revolt or uprising. Violent revolt against the government. "When injustice becomes law, rebellion becomes a duty..." A kingdom. A prince. A maid. A rebel and a revolt. Among the poisonous flames of hate, jealousy, anger, politics, power and rebel; will love and peace be able to blossom? "Are you cold?" he questioned her and taking a step closer, he took hold of her arm. "No" she whispered, her gaze falling everywhere but his face. Delilah shivered and her cheeks reddened as he caressed her arm with his thumb. "You have got goosebumps. Are you sure?" he drawled in a low, smooth voice. "I must leave now. It is already midnight." she tried getting her hand out of his grip. She saw him raise an eyebrow at her. Taking note of her shyness, a smirk tugged at his lips and he suddenly pulled her closer making her gasp. "What-we must go now. This is the Prince's room. We will be decapitated, for all I know." she tried reasoning, hoping this would distract him but with her finally being this close, all he could see was her crimson cheek and bambi eyes. All he could hear was her ragged breathing and frequent gulps. All he could think about was how she would look, feel, sound writhing underneath him. Sighing, he let go of her hand, knowing she still had much to learn and that pouncing on her right away would do no good to either of them. "As you say, Deli." *Updates every Wednesday and Friday*

Brandon had lost an eye, an arm and a leg. Also, he was dead. But it took more than that to stop Brandon "Beyond the Grave" Heat. Reanimated and gifted with the immense strength and endurance of the undead, he dedicated himself to protecting his family: the mafia organization who took him in, the doctor who monitored his health regularly, and the little girl who taught him to live like a human again. That his heart was still very much alive presented a problem in his line of work. When the family members of his caregiver and close friend Dr. William Rutherford began dying one after another, the Mafia suspected that treachery was afoot. Brandon trudged through hordes of undead monstrosities to uncover the truth, despite being haunted by his own demons. === WARNING: Contains graphic depiction of violence, character deaths, mentions of child trafficking and slavery. This is an "open" Gungrave fanfic: You do not need any fandom knowledge to understand it. If you are curious, fandom notes and overview are provided inside. Illustrations (except Fandom Primer and Prologue cover) drawn by S0rahana.

In which a girl calls a help line and meets a boy on the other end who's willing to do anything to save her before she hits rock bottom. ༻❁༺ "Sorry. I shouldn't be calling you at such a late hour. I just..." "Needed someone to listen? Go ahead, love. Speak what's on your mind. I'll be here to listen to you." ༻❁༺ HR: #1 in hotline #1 in free mental illness