"Expecting," Flame's eyes closed. "We ran a little while longer until there was no escape. You then took her away and I fought off the guards, but I don't think I made it."
“This ones going to kill my story. It was so happy and magical.” Elizabeth fluttered to the front of the room.
"I bet my children begged for you to stop didn't they! You didn't care how hard they cried, or how much they begged, you raped them anyhow. Didn't you? Didn't you, you sick fuck?" She spat, glaring into his
Regulus released a growl of annoyance as Issei's father responded to his wife. "Ugh, and I was having a wonderful time."
“Did I ever tell you about the troll I met in the Forbidden Forest?” he asked.
She covered his lips with her finger. “You didn’t hurt me. Not counting last night, it’s been a while since my last sexual… well. You’re not exactly as small man. So, I might be walking bow-legged for a
"Go back to Hell," she gasped. The Stier eyes narrowed as he sneered and ripped off her entire arm. My mother's scream drowned everything out. Gasping, I tried to blink the tears from my face.
"Look, my joke went too far. Can you forgive me?" He asked. She sneered as her disdain for him, was untamed. All of the sudden, akin to storm clouds lifting as she peered into his eyes hatefully her eyes sparkled and she smiled for the first time.
"OH YEAH! I want Dadda to tell me a bedtime story that I get to pick out all by MYSELF!" She stage whispered excitedly.
I pushed him back on the bed and leaned in, so that our lips brushed against each other as I spoke, "You
"The more you started showing up, the more I ended up thinking about you. My past relationships weren't going well. I just couldn't stay interested in any girl for more than a week. In the end, they were all the truly boring ones. You on the other hand, you stood up for my sister a lot, even though she was the idiotic type to keep allowing toxic people back into her life. I saw that those people would torment you or try to bully you while Giselle wouldn't do a thing out of fear. You kept at it though, for about four years. Hell, I thought it was miracle for Giselle. She had a true friend right in front of her, but she couldn't appreciate shit. Even now, she pisses me off."
"So," she started giving a short sigh. "How did you sleep? Did you dream? Were there any dreams of electric sheep?"
“You sound a lot like me when I was younger. I used to fight in tournaments like this one until I retired. Seemed like everyone was doing it at the time, all because of the Knights of Garthram.” She said.
"That doesn't sound too bad. I'll help," she agreed, standing up. I thanked her before we went off to the kitchen. She sat at the island in the middle of the area as I started pulling out the ingredients. She asked, "So, what are you making? And what's so special about tomorrow?" I cringed. I was really hoping I could somehow get away with not telling her, even though the odds weren't in my favor.
“I wasn't that sad because I knew that God had a plan for me. I missed Princess of course, but my parents told me it was a learning moment.”