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Elena of the Elanoir (Discontinued)

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"It was almost impressive, how he managed to swipe everything away from me and so many others," I sigh as I sent a glance to the grass waving.

"Like stealing candy from a baby they'd say, yes?" He asked, curiosity in his young voice, "why didn't you try to stop him? Why didn't you try to stop any of them?"

"Well simply, I couldn't. I know you know what he's like, even dare step into his domain and you could say goodbye to everything you've known," I answered him, now staring at him with an awkward smile.

Even though I had the one thing the tyrant must have been furious about losing sitting there in my lap, none of us could simply walk up to him, defeat him, and call it a day. No, it would take so much more than that, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to go through hell yet again. Even the slightest thought of losing even one of them was enough to send me into a fit. Yet if we did try, we'd have to pray to our lucky stars weeks before trying, and even then, it would be no use. 

"you're telling me, but you know what," he began as he stood up, "it doesn't mean we're hopeless. We're all so different, yet we all have one wish, one desire, one goal if you thought of it."

"As you always say; do it or die trying."
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IMPORTANT: This story is written with a first-person POV, HOWEVER, since it has more than one main character it can/will change character POV. To (hopefully) make this easier (This will get added onto once more characters are introduced): 
^~[^*^]~^ = Elena 
~{~*~}~ = Hannah
-~[/v\]~- = Ryan

[The lore changed; this is no longer accurate to the current lore. Enjoy the start of my journey! I'll be creating a new story sometime soon-ish. Ty for being with me on this journey! &lt;3]All Rights Reserved

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Emalia Our friendship had only lasted a month, then he was gone. I accepted it and moved on with my life having greater things to worry about. Suddenly after one year he comes back proposing, literally, a ridiculous offer that I can't refuse. Alaric A year ago I had to leave her. It's been 365 days and everyday I've lived it with the purpose of making my world safe enough for her. Enemies are still out there but I have full intention of using every resource and power available to protect her so now I've come to collect her. With a marriage contract in hand and 365 million dollars to convince her, I make her on offer she can't refuse. ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ Alaric's POV "Make sure you stay inside the lines." She orders me well flipping to the next page of her magazine. I look up, ready to glare at her, only to find she's happily humming, her eyes skimming the page. Unable to control myself, I see my body moving to do what she's asked. "What color did you say you want?" I ask, looking at the shit ton of nail polishes. She draws her eyes away from the magazine to meet mine. I find that I love the feel of her eyes on me; find myself doing what she wants simply to make her happy. She looks at the colors and I look at her. She brings the pink one "What do you think?" I nod in agreement taking it from her, lingering my fingers on her's for longer then needed. I sit on the coffee table, opposite of her, bringing her foot to my lap.

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Emalia Our friendship had only lasted a month, then he was gone. I accepted it and moved on with my life having greater things to worry about. Suddenly after one year he comes back proposing, literally, a ridiculous offer that I can't refuse. Alaric A year ago I had to leave her. It's been 365 days and everyday I've lived it with the purpose of making my world safe enough for her. Enemies are still out there but I have full intention of using every resource and power available to protect her so now I've come to collect her. With a marriage contract in hand and 365 million dollars to convince her, I make her on offer she can't refuse. ⋆･ﾟ:⋆･ﾟ☾ ⋆･ﾟ:⋆･ﾟ☾ ⋆･ﾟ:⋆･ﾟ Alaric's POV "Make sure you stay inside the lines." She orders me well flipping to the next page of her magazine. I look up, ready to glare at her, only to find she's happily humming, her eyes skimming the page. Unable to control myself, I see my body moving to do what she's asked. "What color did you say you want?" I ask, looking at the shit ton of nail polishes. She draws her eyes away from the magazine to meet mine. I find that I love the feel of her eyes on me; find myself doing what she wants simply to make her happy. She looks at the colors and I look at her. She brings the pink one "What do you think?" I nod in agreement taking it from her, lingering my fingers on her's for longer then needed. I sit on the coffee table, opposite of her, bringing her foot to my lap.