Hookah: A Larry-Ahkmenrah ficHookahHalfBloodAlchemist
Rating: PG (possibly 13 if need be. That extra 13 is to the reader's discretion)
Summary: Larry caught Ahkmenrah smoking!!! What happens next????
Comments: It's not a full blown fic, just a sort of one-shot, lengthy drabble. Hope you enjoy. (P.S. I'm going about the relationship quite differently now. This is more of a pre-Larry/Ahk relationship right now, which I have never done, but there are a lot of hints dropped to the attraction, etc. so it should be good. )
Larry could smell something in the museum. He wasn't sure exactly what it was but it smelled kind of sickly sweet Like the smell of an exotic flower that you couldn't quite decide if you liked or not. Or like the overpowering smell of fruit Larry paused. That was because it DID smell like fruit, he decided finally, sniffing the air. It was really weird. It wasn't exactly smoky, but definitely wafting through the air, like a vapor of som
Chapter 3 - The TruthChapter 3ILoveCP
She merely nodded in response, and watched me as I took a deep breath, In truth my tablet is what brings everything in this museum to life at night, and only at night. Im real just so you understand, sort of. I chuckled at the last part and walked over to her, my long golden robe rustled ever so slightly as I walked, my jaw still sore from when she punched me. I placed my crown back on my head and reached out, gently grabbing her arm. I felt a chill run down my spine at this, and she pulled her arm away from me, cradling her wrist against her chest.
I instinctively reached out again, and grabbed her wrist gently holding her injured hand. I examined the bruise that had formed on her wrist and saw light ones forming on her knuckles from punching me. My free hand reached up and gently touched the bruises on her knuckles; I had no intention of speaking out loud, and spoke, Who did this to you? I looked up at her and saw her look away from my gaze and
The Nephilim: Excerpt 2A city lay below me, stretching across acres of land. It was awe inspiring, not only for its size but for the environment in which it had been built. One could barely tell a city lay there are all because of the massive trees it had been built in that covered up most of the evidence that it was there. However, the trees were thinner in the area where the city lay, which gave it away spectacularly.Calaidi
Sadly, the city had lost most of its beauty to me. I was tired of it after living there for so long with so little to do. Of course, Uriel and his insufferable arrogance had not helped at all. I did not mind so much that he treated me as less than him, because I was. It irritated me that he treated Semyaza, a seraphim, as a lower being. He had always been jealous of Semyaza, a dangerous feeling indeed for an archangel like him. I hoped it screwed him over someday.
Even our godless acts co
PleaI need you now, my chosen ones,joe-wright
My shining stars, my darling sons.
I need you now, to stem the flood.
The other children thirst for blood.
Sweet Phanuel, if you repent,
I bid you go where Michael went
But know the penance you endure
Keeps safe the woman you adore.
Fair Uriel, you will ignite
Dark Môr Tywyll and make it light.
I trust that you will fight for me
With ardour and ferocity.
We are a candle in the dark.
An endless void, a lonely spark.
Should you be pulled into the black,
Dear Michael's ghost will guide you back.
Do not despair, my Gabriel.
You leave your love to keep her well.
If you are lost, discard your fear.
You were made to be lost here.
The seas below contain a maw
That spews a plague and madly gnaws
Without relent at what I've wrought
To raze the world and make it naught.
I place within you all my trust,
I beg of you, deliver us.
I ask of you all you can give,
To war unseen so we might live.
I'm sending you beyond my sight
But hope remains, do not take fright: