We actually just sort of gather together around all the unconscious meta-animals and sort of wait a few minutes for the aero-cruisers and armored aero-transport get here and are landing and the prisoners are getting put away and Mrs. Champion looks at me. “C’mon we’re going with that ride.”
“Really? Me?”
“Yeah you you’re one of our heavies and it’ll look good too. The public likes it when we reassure them that we’ll keep an eye on people like them.”
“Okay…uhm…cool.”
She nods. “Now armor up as we’re getting in and give the press a little wave as we get in.”
A new girl shows up. Born Mack Alan Bolder III but now goes by Mackenzie Alice Bolder. She came out to her mom at the age of four. Anna was trying to do her best trying to raise her son until he came out as a girl.
And then I can see the shorelines and then just out about a mile from the shore and the beaches is…
The White Spire… out on the coast… City Island…that’s actually the name of this place the only city that is on an island here and not just bordering the water.
Home of mother’s house…House Petrel.
The keep is all of pale sandstone blocks as in the wall for the city but The White Spire as well…it’s is actually a beacon within a tower an ancient marvel and responsibility called a lighthouse.
The whole city as I’m coming down is both more lovely than I remember with there being the same sort of colors around so much here and stone homes great and small to weather all manner of storms and clay interlocking tiled roofs.
People are pointing, bells are being wrung and men at arms are running out of barracks into the courtyard armed with spears and crossbows and cutlasses.
The bubble breaks and I fall as soon as I try to stand and my legs are too numb.
I yell though. “Fetch Grandfather! Please now!”
Nathan had only a few minutes to get dressed before heading out to meet the bus. But he was still standing in his room with nothing on but a bathrobe. His closet and dresser were wide open, and there was absolutely nothing in them that Nathan wanted to wear. Everything he owned was too tight and too revealing.
Brushing the wet hair from his face, Nathan shuffled though his underwear drawer to look for a pair of panties that wouldn’t be utterly embarrassing to wear. His mother had left early, so he wouldn’t be able to ask her to schedule a haircut until he got home.
Charlie Roberts has tried to be a good friend to his long time buddy Joe, but after a horrible break-up, his friend seems to have lost the will to live for himself. Wanting to help his friend out at any cost, he makes a promise with his friend's infirm mother. It’s from this point on that Charlie starts to live two different lives. One as the caring, supportive friend and the other as the loving girlfriend. But how long can he keep these two lives separate? How long can keep the truth from his friend? Which one will he ultimately choose?
Charlie Roberts has tried to be a good friend to his long time buddy Joe, but after a horrible break-up, his friend seems to have lost the will to live for himself. Wanting to help his friend out at any cost, he makes a promise with his friend's infirm mother. It’s from this point on that Charlie starts to live two different lives. One as the caring, supportive friend and the other as the loving girlfriend. But how long can he keep these two lives separate? How long can keep the truth from his friend? Which one will he ultimately choose?
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!
Sunny me inside though is livid…there’s this girl part of me that is so pissed beyond measure that she’s such a heartless bitch. That part’s been asleep for the most part lately but I can feel it, not like a sentient side of me but something in the core of where I started is really offended.
I know it’s sexist and stuff but part of me inside just can’t get over that sort of utter disregard for the lives of others.
On the other side of the teleport, Faith looked back, and said, “I was so close. One more minute and I would have saved Dad’s memories, like I did with Mom.”
“Actually, that might not have been smart, dear.” Mrs. Carson said.
“What do you mean?”
“Having another person’s mind and memories in your head could hurt you. And you already have your mother’s memories, which means the risk would be even greater if you added your father’s memories too. “
“But he wasn’t responsible! He’d been taking his meds, it wasn’t his fault!”
Apparently a warm front had breezed through the region, because the next few days were going to be unseasonably warm. Nat took the opportunity to do something that he’d been eager try—he was going to leave his jacket at home and go out wearing that fashionable tank top that he’d been saving for a sunny day. Giving up this chance while he had it would just be criminal.
An aging overweight man who plays too much online gaming receives a gift from Freya, the
goddess of love, lust, beauty, sorcery, fertility, gold, war and death.
"Well I need to clean up before we go into town again, so unless you're joining me in the tub.... you should go get ready." I smiled cheekily at Katie.
She says, "That would be a little weird don't you think?"
Drew & the Half Term Break
A Gabyverse fanfiction
by Sharp
Chapter 28 India.
Amanda, “Gaby I was wondering if we could go to India.”
Gaby, “Have you detected more of us there?”
Amanda, “No but the historians here would like to visit the famous historical sites & then perhaps take Zita & her sisters for a visit to their father.”
Gaby, “In that case we had better take the Guards. Inform Princess Zita to prepare for a visit to the Indian sub continent.”
Good morning, everyone. My name is Felicia Belphere Metrune. I am the only daughter of Baron Alphonse Lartes Metrune. I am 12 years old. I haven't always been Baron Metrune's daughter though.
I was originally a 29 year old man who lived in Cornwall. One day I got hit by a truck and you've probably guessed it, I was reincarnated into what seems to be medieval Europe.
Bath, done. School, done. Now when am I going to get my flower festival, father?
Felicia's Second Life Chapter 9
A tale of love (?) and change (lol) in a medieval era.
A few moments later a young man appeared with a Rolls Royce. “Madame's transport to the Royal.”
“I did not order the limo to go to the Royal I ordered a taxi.”
The young driver laughed and said, “My dad has upgraded you. But it is at normal family rates. He also thought it was about time you two put these on they where a present from your god mothers at your christenings. I even got one identical because they thought I looked like a girl.”
A Gabyverse fanfiction
Chapter 26 Awakening Astral.
They went into the hospital in-groups of two or three. Gaby, Zelda & some of the others wore long white dresses that could be mistaken for either Doctors or nurses. Anita wore her normal clothing & went up to the nurse’s desk. “My sisters have come with me today to visit mum. How is she?”
The nurse, “There is always hope. I would be praying for a miracle.”
Noel finds his own MAU device, but as with all things he'll find trouble before the end.
This is actually my first work of fiction. It's written in the first person perspective but admittingly I've had to switch to third-person perspective in later chapters because I had trouble writing in the first perspective, so I understand if anyone has trouble reading this.
The girls all went and withdrew £500 each and went back with her. “Our friend tells us that you are doing special deals at £500 if that is true then we would like a deal.” Each group of girls told their friends and progressively increased the amount they paid for the outfits. Linze had to go back and buy another £200 of shoes to sell with the dresses.
The Manageress, “We never got to introduce ourselves properly. I am Doris & my sister is Dora she and Christobell have been friends for a in time. Come let’s get to the shop as I need to deal with the mail & find some staff.”
As they were speaking young woman came in and said, “Excuse me do you happen to know if the owner is hiring as I am looking for a job and so is my twin sister?”
Alex & Chris
Chapter 13 The disabled children.
By Sharphawlad
Alexis, “Is Astrid OK?”
Alexis she is taking the sleep she needs. She was up early this morning to check up on me. Alex's covered the two of them over & said it looks like we have lost the tour guide. They showed all the footpaths around the grounds and the recent extensions they were doing. Finally they got to the temple and there was considerable squealing as some of them got wet.
Christobell “Alex will you have to wait for us at another entrance?”
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!
Drew & the Half Term Break
A Gabyverse fanfiction
by Sharp
Chapter 21 Loads of Sea Sprites
Gaby, “Ariel, Lorelei & Robyn. “Will look after you & take you to see Helen & Daisy although they will be very busy. You will have to obey those three as if they where your real mothers.” Helen & Daisy kissed their daughter good-by as they left with the Simone's.
Alex & Chris
by Sharphawlad
Chapter 10 Fun at the show.
The two of them caused a stir when they arrived at the theatre. The only seats Tilly could get were in the Royal box. The show was the Ken Dodd Show. Christobell said, “I always liked Ken.”
“So do I aunt.”
Ken looked up and said, “I see the Royal box is full tonight. I can now put on by Royal appointment on all my shows.”
There was a knock and a diddy man brought a message from Ken. “The king of the Diddymen invites you both back stage after the show.”
Nat stood at the end of the lunch line with his tray, looking out at the cafeteria and feeling unusually confused.
He had no idea where to sit.
Fighting the knot in his gut, Nat looked for a familiar face. He spotted Gavin sitting with his friends at a table, but it looked like it was full. Besides, how awkward would that be? Sure, Gavin and he were friends, but they didn’t really share friends. Nat would just be intruding.
There came a tap on Nat’s shoulder. He looked around to see Emily, from his next period, standing there with a tray in her hand as well.
It seems Katrina's talents with horses has been traded among those who handle and move horses. There is a problem as far as Cat is concerned. She was never asked. Those purchasing her skills are maneuvering the farm girl for a written contract while she is still off balance from being abducted in Brazil.
Gerry’s eighteenth birthday celebration starts out on a decidedly sour note. A chance encounter changes that—and the course of his life. This is the story of that encounter and its repercussions.
“Nat,” his mother called through the door, “I’m going out to Burger King. Do you want your usual?”
“Sure, mom,” Nat replied.
His mother had distracted him, but not from his homework. He was standing in the middle of the room with his shirt off, looking down at his waist. His hips seemed… wide, and his pants clung tightly to his legs. It had been hard to get them on for some reason. And sitting down was almost uncomfortable. But this was the third pair of pants that he’d tried on, and they were all like that. The only ones that were even a little bit loose didn’t come all the way down to his ankles.
I do this for a reason, you lay down the law and they know what’s going on. Every shift you get people tired of waiting wanting to know where they are in the queue. They almost always cause trouble or get loud or upset the staff it happened a lot in Afghanistan and the same ones were the complainers and that’s the ones with the self-important sort of looks on their faces.
If you give then the how it works then you can actually run things smoother, and the staff doesn’t get hassled or intimidated and also…also the message of they don’t mess around will spread after a couple of weeks or so.
I call out the first name from the first sheet I have and they actually sort of do a bit of civilian hustle getting to me.
I give her a smile. “Alright you’re my first number and that’s a fourteen.”
I give her a Post –it and I start to triage her and write down my notes.
We sort of stop and we’re doing this sort of linked up kind of processing about all of the stuff we’ve been talking about and she steps up to the food tables.
“After we eat you and me we’ll take Bhlaze out and we’ll practice.”
“Flying patrol, and isn’t it dangerous out there?”
“Flying patrol and it is dangerous and we have Bhlaze with us so we have a dragon to watch over us.”
“And while we’re gone?”
“We help Kyte out with her family and leave her in charge.”
I smile. “That’s actually a good idea, her cousin Rafe might have a WTF over that and if not at least it’ll be a good thing for her and her men.”
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!
When Nathan finally stirred on Saturday, the alarm clock read 11:32. Nathan sprang to his feet. He’d slept in! He never slept in. It was a bad habit. At least, according to his father it was.
At least the movie wasn’t until 3 o’clock. Nathan still had plenty of time to prepare and still get his homework done like his father had insisted. He wasn’t opposed to Nathan spending time with his friends (at least, not after a talk with his wife), but he still wanted Nathan to focus on schoolwork first.
But first Nathan needed a shower. He slipped out of his room and darted toward the bathroom. But as he turned the corner, he ran right into his father coming the other way.
It has been said that this is not a true fanfic because it is a continuation of Crystal’s story.
It is true that this is a continuation of her story, but according to my imagination.
It is not intended to depict how Crystal would continue the story.
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