“So Nick, I hear that you're a gambling man,” the petite woman spoke with venom in her voice.
The conman remained silent, expecting her to continue with the appropriate pause.
Satisfied with Nick’s reaction she continued, “ I was thinking-”
“Ellis isn't a bargaining chip,” Nick interjected with a tone of disgust. His cool demeanor was to remain until the woman left or if he were to remove himself.
“If he isn't a pawn for you, then why do you care if he's with me?”
“I don't give a rat’s ass. Don't flatter yourself cupcake, you're not special. I've had my fair share of the h
Zemyx Drabble: Just one last time by TouchMySitar, literature
Literature
Zemyx Drabble: Just one last time
Once controlled by Xemnas, there was little of Demyx that was his anymore. His eyes were Xemnas’ eyes. Demyx did as he was told, because there wasn’t any other option. With the last glimmer of his conscience he had to find Zexion. Despite his control, Demyx found himself lingering in the world that wasn’t his own. He was in Hollow Bastion, the remnants of what used to be Radiant Garden.
Pulling out a piece of folded paper, he studied it closely and analyzed both the drawing and the place of what he saw before him. It did not resemble the picture by any means, but it held similarity that was obviously there. Features held to
It had been about a week now since the infection hit. Surviving was the only thing on the forefront of the team’s mind.
In this time span, whether it was some cruel, sick, or twisted joke to lighten the mood, it was Francis that earned a laugh out of his partner in crime.
A shot rang out, the hunter was halted in mid air from its jump from the bullet and skidded across the pavement.
“Whoa, look at that. It’s a bird, no it’s a plane, nope it’s hunter season.”
The phrase didn’t necessarily go like that, but Zoey understood what he was trying to say. His contagious smile eventually spread across her
For the first time in a long time, Ellis finally slept for more than a measly couple hours of sleep. It was good sleep that the male had needed.
A familiar smell of breakfast wafted through the air and helped the mechanic wake up a little bit more. For a split second, Ellis has forgotten the horrors he had under gone the last few months.
Eyes fluttered open quickly as his head was picked up from the pillow to find the source of the delicious smell. The memories of last night registered with the southerner to how he got to Chester's place. The terrible event with clawing up Nick, the way the conman flinched when he offered to help, and the m
Nellis Be my Escape Ch4 by TouchMySitar, literature
Literature
Nellis Be my Escape Ch4
Somewhere not too far away, a shorter male was making a report. Ever since he had witnessed the young mechanic caress another man, it was difficult to focus on his given every day tasks. He HAD to talk to someone about it. A person, more importantly, who had feelings for the same mechanic. The stout man scrunched his nose at the distinct memory that had flashed in his mind once more. With that in mind, he hoped to change her mind and reconsider her options. He willfully hoped he would be one of those options.
Nearing her office, he could tell she was working late once again. Light poured from the crack beneath the door and vicious sounds of
hey man... idk if you remember me but it's been ages since we've spoken?? i'd like to catch up if you would allow me the opportunity. i'm around mostly on twitter now if you have one