I writhed against his hold. He was like a python, squeezing me until the life leaked from my eyes. "Hey, chill out, shhhh. It's me, kitten." His voice dripped from his mouth like honey. I knew it was him. The way my body ignited before he touched me told me he was here, and not to play nice. "Please." I whimpered. H...
I have nothing else to say that could make him stop. All I have is the truth. "They will think you're the enemy if you continue this." I tell him. Pietro looks over his shoulder to give a last glance at me. "You're with them," Pietro states with his tensive tone. "You're now our enemy." Disclaimer: All publicly recogn...
"Um...call me Harrie." *1st place in The Bromance Awards: Season Two *Highest ranking as of 12/02/17: #345 in Fanfiction ©2016 Prisonerwithavision
Oh, my Beautiful Elven Prince! Remember to cling to hope when In the dark forest, all is abandoned and lost. Remember that you alone Are the brightest star in a many skies. Such is your beauty, you in all your ageless youth. Thalion is the youngest son of the Elven king. In the eyes of his people, he is kind, loving...