“Grandfather talk sense. You’re chattering like a fool.” Elizabeth said, the sarcasm suddenly gone from her voice as she looks at her Grandfather with a scared look on her face.
“You are a sorceress, and it is your destiny to walk through this portal and learn how to use your powers, so you can properly use them.”
Adanuyani Collection
Episode 11: Checkmate
"What do I owe you for giving me your presence my lord?"
The man observed her carefully, thinking of each step he will take to counter every sly word that will come from the woman's mouth.
"A little of information would appease me." he put his long and thin fingers lightly on the table in front of the lady. But not long after it retreated to him.
"Also, a shred of loyalty would be delightful." he added with a calculating glare.
https://tapas.io/episode/1835539
What We Buried Underneath Our Breath
Episode 1: What I do Underneath the Tree
“There’s a rumor that if you go to the alley at twilight. You’ll either see a woman in black who brings a scythe or a man in white who brings a staff. If you see the woman, someone or something will die around there. If you see the man, someone sick will be healed. You want to check it out?” his face gleamed with excitement of discovering something unknown.
Sightings like that were not uncommon in our hometown and it made sense because the alley was near a hospital. But it’s only a rumor. The reason why it spread could also be so people won’t come there, that place is a shady place as far as I know.
“Mommy and Daddy said it’s dangerous to go there. A lot of uncivilized people tend to come there,” I argued.
Bartley tapped on the screen and turned the phone to face Sandra. He wiggled it in front of her, taunting her. When she took a closer look, the color drained from her face. Seeing her reaction, Bartley sneered. “If you don’t want people knowing where you are, then don’t geotag your pictures.”
Thomas sneaked a glance at the phone. It was the picture of chicken chop that Sandra had snapped not more than thirty minutes ago. A wave of anger lanced through his body. He shot out of his seat, the metal legs of the table screeching against the floor as he did.
Thomas was a head shorter than the man but that did not stop him from shoving his face into Bartley’s. Furious eyes burnt into the lecherous man as he snarled. “For that, I can charge you with stalking. You won’t even be able to hold down a job in this town with another mark on your record, you hear me??”
Amelia chipped in after Darren’s explanation, “So, what do you say, Hal? Can you help him?”
“I can help in exchange for your souls...” Halden smirked.
Instead of a deep chortle, Tristan’s burning eyes heard a sultry chuckle, that single bulging eye splitting into two, the brown irises reddening, “You may have gotten me before, but now look whose’s on top!”
“Shu-shut…up” He managed to speak, his hands trembling as he was losing his grip on the world.
Read the latest chapter: https://tapas.io/episode/1961322
“You’ll put on the heart rate monitor the moment we return back to the camp, and keep it on at all times.” Her tone brooked no objections.
“I must remember,” Volya croaked through bluish lips. It was a non-sequitur, but also it wasn’t. He croaked again, this time not to spit out the words, but laughter.
"So what kind of dream was it, Will?" He teased.
"Well, if you must know, it started with us at your house and you wearing an apron and nothing else." William spotted Sam now starting to crack and become flustered again
“Ha!” said Emma. “You’re the one to talk.”
“I am. I know all about you women. You glom onto everything a man has. You milk him dry, an’ y’ move on down the line.” Emma vigorously shook her head, seeking a place to interject a stern word or two, but Will would not let her in. He continued quickly, “Y’ drive him crazy, y’ drive him t’ drink, y’ drive him into the grave, an’ then y’ tell him, I told y’ so.”
“And here she is, the Princess Dvina Celesta taking her rightful place to look after our beautiful city of Sidusca.” Iola made Esamus wave at Dacia by the tapestries with an exaggerated flourish. “And I, Atoka Somsun Esamus, Lord and Governor of Sidusca, formally step down from my exalted office in her favour.”
“My lord Esamus.” Dacia stepped up to the podium beside Iola. “This is a grand honour you bestow upon me. And today is indeed a glorious day.”
"Is this a joke to you?" Kalina spoke through her teeth, with a vein showing up on her forehead. "Two little girls you can fool with for a while, taking advantage of their trust?"
"Aren't you an ungratefull one!" Sirma raised her arm, but Bela caught it before she could strike Kalina's face.
Chapret 5 of:
“Jesse, Darren… Calm down.” Chantel said.
His voice rose more, then pointed at her, “You don’t tell me to calm down! You guys are hiding something from me! We’re supposed to be friends! Friends don’t do this to each other! So, you’re not leaving, unless you tell me what’s going on!”
“No.” Iola shook her head in alarm. “I need not an escort so large lest my people fear another sortie from Sidusca. If you can spare one man...”
“Let me guess who.” Dacia grinned and glanced over her shoulder. “That imbecile you’re in love with.”
“Wontanlaen is a myth... a made up boogieman to keep restless younglings in line.” Eldrek laughed at the bent old mage. “You have to do better than that, old one.”
“You dare defy me!” The gangly wizard, long white hair and beard flowing wild, shrieked and lunged at the mighty Diabane with slivers of lightning crackling at his bony fingertips. “You forfeit your life, Diabane whelp.”
"Jonathan Hyodo." He replied. "Jon for short."
"I remember. Believe it or not, I was actually sober last night."
“Wow… That’s really…” Alex tried to find the right word. “Unethical.”
“We’re committing some war crimes anyway, a couple more won’t hurt.” Jay got on-board with a sour look.
My release schedule on Tapas just needs to catch up with how far I've written in back-log.
“I think sweaty ladies are very sexy,” she said, and Seraphina felt her mouth drop slightly.
“I...wow, that’s...ok then,” she tried to laugh but it felt forced.
Although I'm cheating a bit, cause it's from a sort of standalone chapter I just posted in there lol
“Can you hear me?” I asked.
Wordlessly, the scorpion stood up and stared at me. Its eyes had become dull and glazed over. With a small click of its mouth pieces, it spoke to me in a deep, gravelly voice.
“I’m going to tear you apart.”
I-I said s-sorry.” Chūshi was by no means small or weak, but something about Aoto’s grip weakened him. He cleared his throat, still boring holes into Aoto’s black tennis shoes with his gaze. “Won’t happen again. So, uh, l-let me go?”
The air, already still, froze. Almost as if Aoto’s black hole rippled and expanded until only the two of them remained. “How can I let you go when you sound unsure of it yourself?"
