Rozzy's Ironic Figures: A Narrative Fiction

Her head was down. ‘Don’t touch me,’ she said. “Please don’t touch me.’” Through their disagreement the little flame of love that once was a tremendous flame has now dwindled down to the smallest dying ember left. Her words are like daggers piercing the heart of Jake Barnes who longs for her. She denies him of everything he wants with her, but she will not let him leave her side, but rather have him some torturous limbo crushing his heart every time there is a slight chance she gives him. Another example of this would be when she comes to visit him after they went out drinking and she left with the count to go have some fun. “I have to go.’ ‘You don’t have to.’ ‘Yes I do’”. This is her telling him goodbye after they kiss. She keeps saying that she loves him and they reject the idea of a unsexual relationship with him. This longing for her just cuts deeper into Jake.

On October 21st, 2018, Maaz works late in his office, organizing papers and finishing up his work from earlier that day. A blanket of thunder and lightning covers the sky. Rain pours down heavily on the leaf covered ground. Maaz rushes to put away the chemicals he had used earlier that day to conduct experiments on the forensic evidence that was given to him days before. In the midst of his speedy work he knocked over one of the chemicals labeled “T.I. 3”, the glass container shatters as it hits the floor. Already enraged Maaz reaches down to grab the larger pieces of the broken container, he cuts himself opening up a wound in his thumb that the chemical absorbs into, however he is unaware. He finishes up and gathers his belongings as he locks

His tongue pushes so deep in her that she cries out. Her hand comes down and she puts them back into his curls. Jada grips him tight. She knows that she is on the verge and goes round and round against his mouth. She whispers his name. He says, “Mmmm…hmmm.”

Tizbeth hesitated as she looked at the charred cat. It laughed. “Never thought I would come this close to being defeated and they choose to lose.”

Kat’s hands trembled, and her throat threated to close off. He had to believe her. “Jake roped a calf . . .” She repeated the events of the shooting, tormented by her own confusion.

Jake slowed his stride and took a deep breath, easing the sharp burn below his ribcage. The bloodstain and the hole in his shirt reflected the bullet’s damage. It had nicked him good, but he figured he’d still fared better than Duvall. The outlaw required doctoring and he’d probably head to the nearest town. Jake needed to warn the sheriff, but first, his obligation went to the civilian who’d trod into a gunfight he knew nothing about. For that, Jake owed him the decency to make sure he wasn’t hurt. He grimaced at the delay and closed the distance between him and the boy.

"Yes, and I should have given it to him," Ladybug replies sighing in frustration as she glances at Cat Noir.

"Google magic? It wont work at best and if you're really lucky you could have killed all of us. I get that you're new at this whole magic thing and I'm no expert either but you could ask about me about."

Megan cupped Addison’s face and captured her upper lip between her own. Within seconds, mutual kisses were being exchanged with increasing fervor and intensity.

“You have problems Hayden and you know it. You need help whether or not you think you do. I’m doing this because I love you and I want you to get better.”

“Hell no. You are not allowed to set me on fire,” I stated, glaring at her. She stood, the smile for once not in it’s prominent place now replaced by a deathly glare. She banged twice on the metal door and walked out without a single word. I stared at the door in bewilderment for a few moments before letting my eyes trail around the small dark stoned dungeon for the thousandth time. There were two sets of chain attached to the wall, one set was keeping me against the wall, while the other set were about five feet off to my

“Oh god” Daphne exclaimed with great worry in her voice. Theo rolled his eyes and violently threw of Calypso’s hand off of his.

“A FROG WITH WINGS!!!” Bokuto yells, knocking over a globe. “Unfortunately, he still can talk.” Nekomata says, with a sigh. His eyes narrow at Kuroo. “This is simple magic but powerful. Do you know how to break this spell?”

Sabra grabbed onto the woman’s shirt. “You’ll never beat someone like me. Now talk, where’s Vittorio? Where’s Kanohal?”

Please, refer to me as Amber, you are my student, yes, but you are also like a sister to me.” The only thing Danielle managed to stuttered out was “ I’m sorry Gra- Amber. I’m sorry Amber.” Amber had a soft smile on her face, which disappeared as soon as she started to speak. “Now let's discuss the happenings of this realm, pacifically the past few days. We will discuss in my realm. It will be more secure.” Danielle quickly turned to Ray “Guard this hideaway with your life. This place has decades of magical history and all of my research of warlocks.” Ray gave a simple nod. Danielle and Amber quickly left in a flurry of light. Ray paced around the perimeter of the hideaway, after a minute of Danielle and Amber being in another realm, the attackers