Olevion Chpt1 - Zephyr and Keres
She jerked the chains in agitation, flexing her wings against the restraints as she continued to her mistress' abode, the wretched souls in tow.
Regaining responsibility
All he could focus on was that wretched taste, and the burn of spice smearing all over his insides.
The rise of rebellion (initium)
#1 of rebels this is only a taster of a story i wanted to do for a very long time. its based around the album "wretched and divine" by black veil brides if you didn't get the reference at the start. i am looking to collaborate with others for character ideas
Blackbird- Before
"wretch" he says. wretch. it's what they call traitors. not the normal kind of traitors, no. wretch was meant for people who were marked by death, even by their closest kin, and that sort of makes sense. if i wasn't marked before, i sure am now.
Step One: Fear
The other guard had turned instantly, spear leveled with his friend's chest, behind which he knew that wretched imp hid. "coward..! release him! release him and leave!"
Chapter 26: Come On Home
Sitting beside the fire in an old chair, he tossed them in one by one, reflecting wretchedly that eno had anticipated this: eno had counted on loryn murdering him and then coming back here and burning his possessions!
Chapter 19: Why Don't You?
She realized she must have looked wretched when she asked the question, for talisa's brows pressed together in concern and she stroked her mane. "oh, simp," talisa answered.
Chapter 4: Sweet Punishment
Loryn shook his head at keeno, who stared wretchedly at his feet. "i am disappointed in you. a fine warrior. an outstanding warrior. but not today. turn around, all three of you!"
Remembering Loss
The wretch wasted no time in attacking, charging him and lashing out with its wicked sting.
Chapter 13: Full Moon
Keme lay there feeling stupid and wretched. yuri was right. of course he couldn't go off in this condition. "mother?" keme's eyes went to the doorway. ara was standing there with the basin of water.
Anachronism
Their words a muted cry of pain and pleasure as only the wretched scent of sex hung in the air._ "hey, how's it goin' jen?" the young girl's ears perked up as she turned around with a melancholy smile.
The Empty Face
The campus bathroom was wretched, large patches of mold coating all four corners of it, graffiti covering the doors of the stalls and the toilet on the farthest end overflowing. within this poorly lit room stood a man...