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 Thornless Roses “How do I say “Fuck you” in flowers!”  Holding the rose bouquet you stared at the man in stunned confusion.  His already red face increased.  Looking at the money he slapped on the table you guessed he wanted to get back at someone. “Depends, who’s it to?” The man’s face turned to confusion at your question.  His stray curl seemed to fall a bit as well, the red from his face lessening.  “Well, a “break up because you cheated on me fuck you”, is different from “you’re a shit teacher for giving me this grade. So fuck you”.  So who’s it t

~Duo Duality~Ch 12~ You know that weird feeling you get when you see your old best friend for the first time in a long time, and you just so happen to know that she has the power of altering and erasing memories? Yeah. That feeling. “So I heard you had some training with Vlad,” Elizabeta spoke up after finishing her drink. “How did that go? Horribly, I presume?” You sealed your lips and set down your cup. “I don’t want to talk about it.” “He and I have a fairly long history together,” your ex-best friend (or maybe she was still your best friend since you were here) chortled. “I

~Duo Duality~Ch 4~ The elevator ride was incredibly slow for a base that was buried all the way underground. "I didn't have any trouble getting flushed down here," you grumbled remembering that horrifying experience. "It's part of the limited budget," Antonio chuckled. He had already magically changed into his costume. Gilbert, on the other hand, was dressed just like he was when he first greeted you with his cocky smirk. "It's not exactly easy to go towards world domination if you're on an empty wallet," you pointed out. "Or an empty stomach," Antonio added. Idiot, you thought rolling your eyes. "The Mint Magician is mine, Toni," Gilb

Sustenance Pact~Ch 3~ It was a good day today. You didn't know why, but you just had a good feeling—even when you knew you had a vampire following you around. Sure, he may not have been able to pull any funky tricks on you in your home, but he was still a nuisance. Ah, well. Today, at least, he didn't wake up next to your bedside. But that was strange. Where could he have gone? Knowing him, he was most likely hiding around a corner or in your closet waiting for a chance to scare you. After you got dressed, you opened your bedroom window and breathed in the early morning air. The sun was still a soft scarlet glow peeking out from the c

The Underground Truth Ch 12 For the first time since, well, ever, you woke up warm and happy. Gilbert still had his arm around you, and this time, you weren't using his other arm as a pillow. "Gilbert…?" you whispered softly to your sleeping partner. He looked so peaceful and content. You giggled. If he wasn't out killing people or boasting about how awesome he was all the time, he was more than handsome—he was desirable. "Gilbert," you whispered again a little louder. You wanted to remain like this for the rest of the day, but there were things to be done. "Nnng?" Gilbert groaned and opened his eyes slowly. (e/c) eyes met with

Intro ...Romano. “Feli, don’t these tomatoes belong to Romano? I don’t think we sh–” “Nonsense, _____! I’m sure fratello won’t mind if we use his tomatoes in the pasta sauce, ve~” “Are you sure? I mean, Romano really likes tomatoes…” “I’m more than sure! Now c’mon, we need to go look for a pot to boil our pasta noodles in. I forgot where I left it… I think it’s in the basement, ve…” “The basement?” “Si! Pasta can be cooked anywhere, _____! Now come with me, our basement is dark and I don’t want to go

“You’re sleeping with that thing again?” The familiar voice of the Italian carried a disgruntled tone as you clambered onto bed, his words raspy from drowsiness as he cracked one eye open to look at you. “There’s nothing wrong with it,” you retorted defensively, clutching the soft material of your teddy bear closer to your chest. “It helps me sleep. Really.” His scoff wasn’t very subtle as Romano propped himself up with his elbows, eyes narrowed at the plush animal that was held in your arms. You’d recently received the teddy bear from your mother who’d been digging through

AmericaxReaderxEngland~The Loyalist~America Ending You stopped in your tracks. Something doesn't feel right, you thought. You looked back again. Alfred was still there. Taking a deep breath, you summoned up your courage and began heading back. The gunshots were getting quieter now, but men were still shouting and crying out in pain. The patriots had limited ammunition so they had resorted to close-combat. You could hear the spurt of blood and the grunt of men, but you blocked out the noises and kept moving forward. The campsite was completely destroyed by the time you came back. From afar, you could see the British troops retreating in th

~Chapter 42~ Beyond the light veil of mostly undisturbed snow and dead leaves, a thin line jiggled its way through the white sheet like a worm burrowing horizontally through the surface. You were doing your best to keep up despite recovering but a few hours ago, now trudging after your guide in a similar manner as an elk drunk on fermented fruit. Your stability had improved since then, but you were still struggling to keep yourself in a straight line to minimize traveling distance. At the same time, some of the questions that had otherwise lay dormant in your shaken mind finally came to fruition, most being about the fate of your traveling

~Chapter 20~ Orbs of light danced in your eyes as you adjusted to the level of brightness. The details were fuzzy, though you faintly remembered someone neutralizing you.  An explosion, a cry for help, a refusal, and a scream: these were the only things you remembered before falling asleep. Beyond that, the dragons and your parents worked their way into your memories and returned to their proper places. You remembered where you were now. You were kidnapped, trapped by people who didn’t address themselves as humans. Who were they? “She’s waking,” a voice said. “The spell’s wearing off,” another voi