HumanoEl cristal estaba empañado, apenas podía ver a través de él. Sentado en la parte trasera del coche, refugiaba su mirada en la oscuridad de la noche, evitando chocar con los ojos del conductor, quien de vez en cuando miraba por el retrovisor para vigilarle. El sonido de las gotas de lluvia chocando contra la ventana cubría la música de la radio, pero el silencio presente seguía siendo agudo, mordaz. Ninguno de los dos tomaría la iniciativa para una conversación, no tenían ninguna clase de relación aunque compartieran sangre y no se esforzarían en disimularlo. En el aire se podía respirar el odio y los reproches que no llegaban a ser pronunciarse en voz alta.Yuki desvió la mirada al fin, sus ojos se fijaron en el tatuaje en el brazo del hombre. Un lagarto. Un simple y mísero lagarto. Un símbolo que le pareció estúpidamente simple para todo lo que llegaba a significar en ese momento. Un dibujo tan s
A Mother's Love: 3 Eventually, Gib was forced through the sphincter to a noisily churning and kneading room that the boy did not want to be in at all. His claws were starting to cling to anything in the throat, but it was also his intention to not kill this woman. He couldn’t slice up her insides since she honestly was trying to help him. Even if it was in a warped manner. His grip slackened and that pushed him entirely into Eira’s stomach, splatting clumsily on the saliva-covered lumpy bottom. The room naturally and involuntarily moved on its own, which made Gib very nauseous and not comforted at all. Stumbling around a bit, he tried to keep somewhat stationed as he forced his back into one of the crevices. He brought the rag close to his form as his ears pinned down in order to block at the gurgling sounds. His sensitive hearing was something he wished he didn't have when he was this close to a thumping heart, squelching stomach, and lungs o
Damien's Time - Jupiter and Saturn Approached Jehovah immediately went to see if Jupiter or Saturn could help him create life within his Garden of Eden. He wasn't sure which planet he needed to appear on to get his help, but as he neared the planets that question was answered for him. A space station that had appeared dead when he was still off in the distance, came to life as he came closer to the planets. Jehovah took this as a welcoming from Jupiter and Saturn and accepted it as a place to make his appearance. Jehovah was not happy once her arrived within the confines of the space station. He had expected to be greeted by Jupiter and Saturn when he arrived in their space station. Yet neither one of them was anywhere to be seen. Apparently they expected him to wait for them. Jehovah did not have time for this. He needed to get back to the Earth as fast as he could with a solution for creating a human. He also took their actions as a personal insult. How dare they try and make him wait. He was the rule
Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 18Chapter: 18 An Angel Named Mama From that day forward, I couldn't remember the last time I'd smiled in the Southern Isles. Weeks became months, and months became years. The kingdom grew as dark as Father's heart. His totalitarian mindset slowly returned, except people didn't rebel this time. To stabilize our economy with a boom, Father formed an alliance with Weselton. This boom kept the people happy, along with the Duke of Weselton. Mother's greatest fears had become a reality, and before we knew it, Father and the Duke were the closest of friends. Robert served as chief diplomat for the alliance while Marcus and Liam led military operations. Leo, and even Bentley and Nathan eventually bought in to the fact that I had indeed killed Mother. They saw me as some kind of monster, and stopped speaking to me entirely. It was as if I was invisible to them, and it devastated me further.
Vengeance: Chapter 9Desmond flinched at the explosive commotion behind him. The ground shook with Sam's footfalls in the direction Dean had gone. Rosalyn suddenly straightened and brushed past Desmond. Her wings stopped twitching, and he realized that she had been faking injury."Rosalyn," he snapped, lunging forward and catching her arm before she could fly off.She looked over her shoulder at him, frowning apologetically. "We had to get him to put you down before we did anything," she explained.His eyes went round as he swiftly pieced together what was going on. They were attacking the hunters, but of course they wouldn't have done it while one of them was holding a fairy. "What the hell?" Desmond scowled at the girl, though the venom wasn't directed at her. "They used you as bait?""Don't be mad at them. It was my idea," she insisted. The look on her innocent face was sickeningly triumphant, proud that she had made a contribution to the cause. The face of someone who was too young to handle the
Hans : Phoenix of the Southern Isles - Chapter: 22Chapter: 22 The Cold Shoulder I was the first to rise the next morning, just as the sun did the same. "Onas.", I tapped his shoulder. The brawny gypsy began to stir. "Hmmm? Morning already?" "Yes, can you get everyone up?" "It's my specialty, Hans.", chuckled Onas as he grabbed Eduardo by the face and shoved him into his armpit. "GEEEEAGH!", wheezed Eduardo. "Alright! I'm up! I'm up! Just stop shoving me into those horrible pits!" Luckily, Eduardo's outburst caused the others to awaken, sparing them from the same smelly fate. Mama stretched herself out, "Rise and shine! I want everyone ready to move now!" Everyone stretched out and geared up for the end of our trip. I locked eyes with Vita for a brief moment. "Good morning.", she sighed, averting my ga
Little Turtle Dove: Chapter 3Little Turtle Dove- A TMNT fanfic.Chapter 3The first cold August draft blew away the warm candle of the July heat in New York City as slight drizzles began appearing as billowing opaque sheets, shouting the presence of its cold biting winters in the city. The sky sheathed a dark sheet of its magnificent dark clouds upon them, blocking out the only warm ray of the shining sun to meet upon the frozen earth. The froth-chained, grey green sea that circled very boundaries of the city now eagerly leapt with its waves dancing to the enchanting whistling tune of the bewitching wind with the seagulls retreating to the tops of the city’s buildings, rustling their feathers, whining and disgruntled by the presence of the wicked winter.It was the kind of weather that was ready to test anyone’s endurance.Except Diana.Apparently, Diana loved the wintery season. To her, it was one of the most magical moments to witness the wind and rain at work. To see the clouds twisting and turning
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