Alexandal Chapter 1

As she was walking towards where the king was sitting, she could feel her heart racing rapidly. She tried to calm herself as best as she could, but to no avail wouldn’t stop racing. She sat right next to the king and politely but blatantly,”I would like to join your group of outlaws in protecting the people in

With the first hint of dawn lightening the sky the following morning, Joan woke in the infirmary to find Perceval in a seat next to her cot, body bent forward, his head resting in his hands. As evidenced by his slow, deep breathing, he was asleep. She smiled. He’d remained with her the entire night. It couldn’t have been easy, because Joan recalled moaning and twisting around in pain several times during the night. At one point, she was aware of Pawl and Perceval conversing, then found herself being fed a few drops of a tincture. Valerian and arnica, she assumed, based on the bitter taste and unpleasant aroma, similar to unwashed socks. She drifted back to sleep after that.

“I remember sitting to dinner with Mom and Dad…after that…all I remember are sirens.” Avi said, her eyebrows knitting together as she tried to remember what came after. “Where are we?” Avi asked again, looking around the metal

as she passed by the one with the human he looked up to her, turning his head to face her he gave her but a smile and a word "you did good, kid" he said as she passed, of course there was no time for her words to sink in as another orc male reached out through the bars, going straight under the cloth covering her ass and slipping a finger inside her for a brief second, none of the other prisoners would be punished, after all, who cares if some slaves destined to die fighting each other decided to rape the new meat? if anything that would just give the guards some entertainment, as they passed by one of the guards came up behind her, on his regular rounds, as he passed he almost whispered "the outlander wants to see you" as soon as he said it the other guard escorting her smacked him with the side of the spear "What!? why you care huh?" the guard with the morning star shrugged "dunno" and

“It was terrible,” Perceval answered miserably, ashen-faced, as he flung his body into the chair. “I told her I didn’t know how to read Frankish and then I ran away like a frightened little girl.” He dropped his head onto the scarred wooden table with a heavy thunk and groaned.

“What do we have here?” an officer said laughingly as his demon eyes inspected the young girl. “I found this little scum hiding,” Thomas exclaimed as he shoved her forward. Sophia was confused. Why was he giving her to the evil monsters, she thought he was the hero? The malicious brute placed a hand on her shoulder as he stated with evil lingering in his voice, “I’ll take her.”

“This poor young man has entered your presence without your consent, my lord.” Said the taller of the two guards. The man approaches to a point where he becomes slightly visible out of my peripherals. I instantly realise who it is and turn around to

“Sorry about that,” he muttered under his breath. Edward slowly dragged the body towards the door, extracted the keys from the corpse, and shoved it to the side. He systematically tried all the keys that belonged to the guard and let out a quiet sigh of relief when he heard a light snap from the lock. He was free after months of misery. He began to weep with joy but ceased almost immediately. Those tears would be saved for a different date. Now was the time for his revenge. He whispered to himself in the corridor,”Just wait you disgusting barbarians. I will receive my vengeance even if it kills me.”

“Terribly.” Sabo says gazing at the dress deep in thought, “he spilled his food, slipped multiple times and then the restaurant erupted in flames.”

“You obviously can’t fight for yourself,” Thais froze at the words, “You’re not fine, you’re barely standing. Don’t push you’re luck my lord.” It was cold formality and brutal honesty that caved in the remaining barricades leaving Nereus to pick up the young, exhausted prince. The retainer ignored the murmured words hate spoken into his neck and the hands that griped his shoulders a little too

Oh of course she continued to wear her most affable face, but the thick, heavy ball of nausea in her stomach refused to budge. Avalyn's veiled threats had struck far more tender flesh than the mermaid could have guessed: perhaps not exactly the fleeting, fiery jealousy of a would-be lover as the mermaid imagined, but something far more primal, and infinitely more vital. Yet Imogen's mettle had been forged on a far crueler crucible than a mermaid's taunts - it didn't matter what she felt on the inside, and hadn't for years. She watched the three - Gregory, Avalyn and Eislan - head into the barn for just a moment, giving Avalyn a playful wink and a pursed-lipped kiss across the distance, without so much as a hint of her hurt to mar the cocksure facade.

Her hips curved outward, as well as her well shaped rear. Lena was never one to struggle for a suitor, she simply wasn’t a woman to pin down. As she began to step forward, she made sure her steps were delicate and light, the only sound was that of the whip trailing behind her on the grey stones. “Of all the Seekers I’ve met in my time, you are by far, the most…. Egotistical and sadistic.” A hint of a smirk rippled along her lush lips as she admired the way his body leaned before her. Lena continued to circle around him, as he had done her. With every stride the whip began to draw close to him, snaking up around his legs much like a serpent would. “I suspect you’re a man not to take no for an answer,” She hinted to the walls filled with various whips. “Or maybe that’s your favourite.” The Vampire leaned in, her head glancing up toward him as she slammed her hand up into his groin, gripping his sensitive sack in the palm of her hand as she began to squeeze with enough force to cause a good deal of pain. “Between you and me, gorgeous. If you even think about handing me over, I will make the rest of your days a living

Mariska sat cross legged in the corner of her cage with her back pressed against the bars and a contemptuous frown marring her otherwise pretty face. Her pale blue eyes tracked the movements of everyone around her but day in and day out she focused on one in particular, a hooded man who she watched picking out slaves from the rows of cages on either side of her. She hated him the most and every night before she went to bed she vowed that she would have her revenge. She had never been to a dwarven town before but she promised herself that when – not if, but when – she was finally free she would never step foot in a dwarven town again except to find this hooded man and make him kneel in front of her while zapped him with electricity on all his

They glared at each other, neither refusing to turn away until finally Narratus relented and stood abruptly. He took the book from her and slammed it down on the chair beside the bed before walking out of the room. Just as she thought he would not return, he burst back through the doorway, walked swiftly to her and slapped her hard in the face. She gasped in shock and cried out as he grabbed her by the throat and pinned her down into the bed with one hand, surprisingly strong for his age. He raised his other hand high above her head, grasping a long, silver dagger with a red hilt.

When he set foot in the tower, all eyes were looking at him. "Pretend you're supposed to be here. People fall for lies that are fed to them with an assertive stance", Julian thought to himself as he remembered his training. He waited for half a second before he spoke loudly. "Hey, back to your positions, I didn't tell you to get out of your post without my permission. For those that are wondering who the fuck I am, I am for now your Commander, orders of Lady Fergusson, and I shall have your full obedience while I'm coordinating the defence in this tower. If you still doubt my word, just look at the fact that the weapon I have is of your own kind, provided by your Lady herself, and question no more. Now resume your positions, or I shall have you whipped after this is done",