Bridget_Boyd

Guys, is it just me, or I can't find this one book called "His stormcloud" Or whatever it was called before anymore. 
          	
          	Like, I wanted to reread it. But I can't since, I can't find it.
          	
          	I remember it being a submissive guy x dominant girl kinda book. I know some of you read it, with me, because I commented on the books and some of you did too. Can you tell me the name of the book now, if it's still in here?

Jincymin

─────  THE CIELO COMMUNITY  ❜
          
           ❝ му ѕσυℓ ¢αη ƒιη∂ ησ ѕтαιя¢αѕє тσ нєανєη υηℓєѕѕ ιт'ѕ тняσυgн єαятн'ѕ ℓσνєℓιηєѕѕ. ❞
          
          Here in the Cielo Community, we present this loveliness to you. We, Cielians, are here to endow you with heavenly solace, affinity, and sanctitude.
          
          We embark on a quest, searching for angels to accompany us. Fortunately, we found the angel we sought—in you ¡
          
          So, what are you waiting for? Take the path to our hiring arena, where you'll be a step closer to joining us in our celestial paradise ¡
          
          Still wondering? Pondering will yield nothing but missed opportunities. Off you go now ¡
          
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Bridget_Boyd

Guys, is it just me, or I can't find this one book called "His stormcloud" Or whatever it was called before anymore. 
          
          Like, I wanted to reread it. But I can't since, I can't find it.
          
          I remember it being a submissive guy x dominant girl kinda book. I know some of you read it, with me, because I commented on the books and some of you did too. Can you tell me the name of the book now, if it's still in here?

Bridget_Boyd

Writing exercise! Continue a portion of the story and let others reply to your written portion.
          
          Genre: Fantasy, Adventure.
          
          The gravel creaks at every step, clear sounding to every awakened ear. Orion trudged forward sluggishly, walking down the path to his way home. 
          
          The patrolling knights passed him, eyeing him dirty, as if he was merely scum to the society. Orion didn't mind it. He kept walking. A goal in his mind, despite his intoxicated state.
          
          "Idiot," he mumbled as they went away from him. Little did they know, he had taken something from the palace that night. 
          
          Orion had always been one to plan his heist perfectly. No one notice the item missing yet, and they probably wouldn't, until tomorrow came along. They just had to notice in the end, after all, it’d be coronation day.
           #Writing_Exercise

alex_nott28

@Bridget_Boyd Others might think nothing of his drunken state, but to Orion, it was a great disguise. No one would care enough to stop and talk to a heavily drunk passerby.
            
            No one.
            
            The most anyone would do would probably eye him with distaste, shove and kick him. But that was just it. They wouldn't keep him for long. And that was exactly what he wants.
            
            He went home safely and upon the sound of his front door closing, he pulled the royal sceptre out of his shirt. He let his eyes gaze upon it for a moment in silence.
            
            "I wonder if it was true what they say, or was I risking my life for nothing?" he asked towards no one in particular as he continued to stare at the staff.
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