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Contra-Bandy ch10When I woke up, my head was pounding again, and someone was nuzzling my neck. That was almost as annoying as the headache. I hated cuddling on principal, but it was worse when I knew it was just my drunk roommate. "Get off already. How much did you have last night anyway?"
The nuzzling slowly included lips. God. It tickled like hell. Whatever he was dreaming, I didn't want to be part of it. My recent experiences had quite put me off dreams. Truthfully, I did want mine less than Shawn's, but not by very much.
He grumbled something and I really had to hit him then. It didn't move him, and it made him do something that tickled so much I nearly swore out a laugh. There were probably small countries in which I could have him arrested for this kind of behavior. I'd have to get out a map and the internets later and find one of them.
Contra-Bandy ch9Uff da.
My head was killing me, and my hands felt as if I'd stuck both of them into a garbage disposal. I moaned into the coarse pillow and tried to smother myself. My whole face felt dry and stretched, as if I had the mother of all sunburns. And the inner curve of my elbows both felt bruised. For a second I was certain that I'd fallen out of bed, then discarded that notion on the basis that I still had a pillow as well as an itchy blanket underneath me. Apparently I'd been too keen on my nap to get under the covers.
"It's about time you came around."
I shot upright, then had to bite back a cry of pain. "Jimmy?!"
He was leaning carelessly against a large console, so that I wondered if he'd planned it out. A tentative smile played on his face, but something seemed to be holding it back. "You still don't remember me, do you?"
It was actually a complicated question. I remembered him as part
Spin . Revolution 9
In Which Travis Is Cautious and Rather Intelligent (and then a little brave and stupid)
That morning, Travis awoke to find the cottage oddly empty. Usually he could hear Ayleigh downstairs making breakfast, or hitting the ceiling with a broomstick to make him get out of bed if it was a school day. Maybe now that Damien was back, they were talking in the library, or something more private. Travis made a face. He still wasn't fond of the idea, but he was probably going to have to get used to it.
As long as he didn't have to go back to school when this was over.
He got dressed, put on a pair of nearly new boots he'd gotten as an early birthday present, and then left his room to check on Orah. She wasn't there. The bed was neatly made, and her haversack was lying at the foot of it, so she hadn't left
Gnawing on his lip, he tromped down the stairs. "Orah?"
"I'm right here, you don
Blue Eyes in FlamesWhen the prince sees the flower bloom from the palm of her hand, he orders her arrest.
She is only seven years old.
He takes the flower from her and keeps it, even though he knows he shouldn't. He puts it a vase, or, rather, his servant does that for him. The flower doesn't ever die, even years later.
It's dawn of a December morning, and he's cold. But still, he stands next to his father dutifully and looks at the little girl with blue eyes that are now black from seven nights sleeping on a cold, dungeon floor behind bars. They cut off her dark brown hair during that time. She's tied to the pyre, and there are seven guards around her, holding sharper swords than normal, not that she could get away. There's one man dressed in black holding an unlit torch, with a mask over his face to prevent his death. His father raises his arm, and the torch is lit.
She locks her gaze to his, and he blinks at her. It's like she expects him to prevent it. He couldn't, though, he can't. She scares him, w
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