My name is Prince Hans The Great. I've always been great. Everything I want, I get. Whether it be by hook or by crook. Nobody makes a fool out of me and lives to tell the tale.
That was until I met a young lady by the name of Felicia Belphere Metrune. Purge be her evil existence!
Felicia's Second Life Side Story #2
The Prince's Forgotten Night
Corresponds to Chapter 8, Volume 1
By Shinieris
Liam knew where his life was going, or so he thought until an incident at football practice turns into his worst nightmare. And the fun is only beginning.
I want to thank Maggie Finson and all the other authors for creating the Whateley Universe. This story is Fan-fiction and may not conform to Canon rules or timelines. I am only playing in their sandbox. I also want to thank Connected and my wife for all the editing work put in to turn my scratchings into a readable story.
This is actually going up a day early because I just finished the final chapter about an hour ago. Instead of being three chapters, this is the final five. Ready to see how Amanda's story ends?
This is an unfinished story. I'll try to tie the bow on it, but keep in mind it might take time. Gonna do this one in chapters.This isn't the whole story.
As Ezrah dreamt, far off he could hear the sound of a train whistle. The closer it came to him, the louder it became, sounding much like he was laying right there on the tracks. The shrill train whistle screaming like a banshee woke him and caused the youth to bolt upright, his now unfettered feminine breasts seemed to have a life of their own. As they settled he looked down, a great wet spot saturated the front of his chest, right at their very summit.
“Oh shit!” he cursed as he sat up and felt the front. There was no mistaking that by becoming Hanna, he was now lactating. He looked over at the baby fussing and crying, and tried desperately to ignore her, but it was no use. It was the baby crying that made him dream of the train, and it seemed the more she cried, the wetter Ezra's shirt became. As he sat up, his eyes came into contact with the body of the woman, although she was an exact duplicate of what he had once looked like… only wearing the bloodied dress.
12 year old Mark O’Malley had been practically typecast as the dopey sidekick because of his role in the runaway hit Disney production, “My Brother Mark”. But while on the set of his older sister Krissy’s much darker sci-fi movie production, a misheard comment leads to a whole new branch in his career, and in his life.
When my mother died and my father, someone that I had never met in my life, proposed to take me in, I actually believed that I was going to live with him. That of course wasn’t going to happen. That man, without even meeting me once, was sending me to a boarding school - a boarding school that apparently didn’t even know my name or gender, because in the letter they sent me to tell me I was accepted, they kept referring me as Miss Brooke Falconer.
That was completely ridiculous, I mean, I was Brook Woods, a tough (yet slightly short) guy!
Jessica and Sandra are looking forward to their joint birthday party, which is now just days away. Not only is Jessica set to celebrate her birthday as a girl for the first time, but they will have 2 of their cousins from up north joining them.
But while they await the day, they are given the opportunity to say hello to their soon-to-be aunt, Carol.
Anne has to begin the preparations for the party early, since she is joining Sally on a 500+ mile round train journey to collect Michael and Emma.
It is the day that all of Palarand has been waiting for, the
day when Garia, Baroness Blackstone, is married to Keren, Crown
Prince of Palarand and becomes his future Queen. Unfortunately, it is
also the morning after a violent night before, when an intruder was
slain barely strides from where she was sleeping. Can she put this
distraction aside and make her day a happy one?
The weeks are passing by and the weekend stay with their cousins is drawing closer. But while Michael looks forward to attending a birthday party as a princess, he helps his friend Robert by just providing him with some much needed company. Meanwhile, 2 more girls are let in on his secret.
This story will continue in the cross-over chapter: Jessica's Story - Part 15/Michelle's Story - Part 10
Generally I feel good about myself as I’ve adjusted over time to how others look at me. My body is pretty androgynous. I’m not comfortable with the label of hermaphrodite as I try only to see myself as Max, a guy. Two weeks ago that started to change when Bobbi Freyja started taking notice of me and liking what she saw.
February arrives and for Michael, his life improves when Billy finally gets his just desserts. But just as one improvement arrives, one new downturn comes along. He and his siblings also learn the truth about their Aunt Sally.
It’s been three months now since the day that Michael / Tracey left the Cruise ship and arrived back to good old normal home life.
I left my story the last time as we approached Avril’s house in the back of an unmarked Police Car. WPC Crawford a rather attractive woman in her thirties helped us inside with our bags before leaving us to it.
When my mother died and my father, someone that I had never met in my life, proposed to take me in, I actually believed that I was going to live with him. That of course wasn’t going to happen. That man, without even meeting me once, was sending me to a boarding school - a boarding school that apparently didn’t even know my name or gender, because in the letter they sent me to tell me I was accepted, they kept referring me as Miss Brooke Falconer.
That was completely ridiculous, I mean, I was Brook Woods, a tough (yet slightly short) guy!
Right, it’s now or never. Everything’s prepared. I have to tell my parents that I’m a girl. I can’t live like this any longer. The bag is packed and all my cash is in it in case things turn ugly.
Liam knew where his life was going, or so he thought until an incident at football practice turns into his worst nightmare. And the fun is only beginning.
I want to thank Maggie Finson and all the other authors for creating the Whateley Universe. This story is Fan-fiction and may not conform to Canon rules or timelines. I am only playing in their sandbox. I also want to thank Connected for all the editing work put in to turn my scratchings into a readable story.
Please note that all of the categories checked do not apply to all chapters. My goal is to post a new chapter weekly as I have written several ahead with publication pending a final grammar check.
I appreciate all the encouraging comments and Kudos. I understand now in a way I never did before how important these are to the authors. It kind of like being paid, so thanks. Don't be afraid to tell me if there are things you think could be improved. I'm new to this and want to learn to be a better writer.
And here's the next three chapters of The Curse of Womanhood. Sorry, I don't actually have much to say. Actually, that's not true, as I'm fidgeting around with another story, the next part will have to go up in two weeks time. The chapters for part 5 (13-15) are up on TG Storytime, but the final two/three chapters aren't, so I'm giving myself enough time to finish the story. If all goes well, the final part here will go up the same day as the final chapter over on TGS.
I'm posting this earlier while I have some time. Atalanta starts her class assessments and meets Dr. Bellows for the first time. She also meets a group of bullies and ends up with more face time in security. And she make the acquaintance of Mr. Hawthorne! I hope you enjoy this chapter.
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12 year old Mark O’Malley had been practically typecast as the dopey sidekick because of his role in the runaway hit Disney production, “My Brother Mark”. But while on the set of his older sister Krissy’s much darker sci-fi movie production, a misheard comment leads to a whole new branch in his career, and in his life.
12 year old Mark O’Malley had been practically typecast as the dopey sidekick because of his role in the runaway hit Disney production, “My Brother Mark”. But while on the set of his older sister Krissy’s much darker sci-fi movie production, a misheard comment leads to a whole new branch in his career, and in his life.
When my mother died and my father, someone that I had never met in my life, proposed to take me in, I actually believed that I was going to live with him. That of course wasn’t going to happen. That man, without even meeting me once, was sending me to a boarding school - a boarding school that apparently didn’t even know my name or gender, because in the letter they sent me to tell me I was accepted, they kept referring me as Miss Brooke Falconer.
That was completely ridiculous, I mean, I was Brook Woods, a tough (yet slightly short) guy!
Sensei Tolman has me working with a staff. She figures the skills I
showed with the field hockey stick will transfer more easily.
After watching someone else plant the end of their staff and use it
as a pivot point I got an idea.
Which is why I'm out here on my roller blades with my helmet, elbow
and knee pads and the rest.
Yep.I can use the staff to do different maneuvers. A bit painful
learning what I can't do with it while on skates. At least
nobody was around to see me mess up.
Two days west of the attack site, Ezrah was on foot walking the big black horse in an effort to rest it. Ever since that terrible day, the boy used every trick he could think of to elude the roving bands of Indians. Unsure of whether they were those who attacked and killed his parents, yet to him, all Indians were now suspect.
He was walking through a small canyon, and the echoing of Blackie's hooves rattled within his ears even though he was trying to keep silent. As they emerged from the other end, he saw a band of at least a dozen Indians riding diagonally toward him. If he delayed too much, they reach him in no time. He quickly mounted and took off across the prairie in an attempt to outrun them.
When he heard the loud whooping, he knew that he had been seen and it was the second time he had heard their telltale sound. The terrible feeling once again returned to the pit of his stomach. Lying along the back of the big horse, Ezrah entwined his fingers in the long black mane of the horse. Still with the reins in his hands, he hung on for dear life. The horse ran like the wind, ears flat back, tail out and its long ebony main flailing in the terrified youth's face.
I meant to post this chapter on Monday but my hear wasn't in it. My daddy was brought home under hospice care on Tuesday and it is only a matter of time. This a shorter chapter and I will try and post the next chapter tomorrow or Monday.
Mrs. Carson makes some calls and Atalanta gains a running partner. Hope you enjoy this chapter.
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