《little mia》5
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nobody pov:
today was a day mia was feeling bratty! now that she's been getting a little closer to issac she feels like she could start testing him to see how he would react to her being bad.
Mia was an Angel- kind of, nobody's seen her bratty evil side.
today was the day!
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she woke up a little earlier then usual and went downstairs to get a snack, issac had always told her it was okay to take snacks, he had even bought a little treat basket for her.
she looked at the clock which read
8:18 on it, she grabbed her snacks and ran to her bedroom.
she stayed up eating one snack after the other that was until her stomach was feeling a little ill.
she groaned in pain with teary eyes regretting her decision.
she slowly got up pacing back and forth holding her stomach, " zizi " she whined quietly in pain.
but as for issac he was up all night learning about hybrids and wondering if he would make a good caregiver, he wanted nothing more then to be Mia's caregiver
he wanted her all to himself, he was willing to do anything to help her.
except she needed him right now
she sprinted for the bathroom and collapsed on the floor next to the toilet where she threw up all the snacks she had eaten and that's when the sobs came in.
" ZIZI NEED YOU " she cried loudly holding her stomach and crying loudly
he heard the sobs and jumped out of bed rushing outside
" mia? sweetheart where are you " he said frantically running to her room seeing it empty with the snack basket on her bed
he sighed and walked into the bathroom seeing her on the floor.
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he gave a sad frown seeing her on the floor crying it broke his heart
he grabbed a hair tie from the bathroom drawer and tied her hair in a messy bun before sitting with her on the floor wiping her mouth. " your alright love " he says as she cried trying to stop him from wiping her mouth.
he picked her up and helped her rinse out her mouth before asking if she still had to throw up,
but before she could answer she threw up again, this time in the sink
she cried again a little embarrassed but he rubbed her back shushing her " it's alright, get it all out " he says rubbing her back as she leaned over the counter again
he rinsed out and cleaned the sink wiping her mouth one more time,
"m'sorry zizi. i bad " she says whimpering as he shook his head.
" your not bad, but you know you can't have junk food this early love " he says as she blushes.
lately she had been loving the attention, she loved when he called her little cute pet names.
she also had the biggest crush on him, she thought he was cute, everything about him was perfect, and he loved how he cared so much about her being that they he had only been taking care of her for maybe a month.
she was snapped out her thoughts when he picked her up putting her on his hip, " im sorry" was al he said before she broke into another cry
he quickly flushed the toilet knowing she hated loud noises so he rushed out the bathroom after flushing. " loud " she says hiding her face in his shoulder.
he takes her back to her room but as soon as he put her down on the bed she didn't want to let him go, she loved his scent and his warmth
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" you gotta let go mimi " he says as she shakes her head.
he sighs and picks her back up and takes her to his room where they both lay down. she cuddles her head into his stomach as he rubs her hurting belly.
she purs softly as he chuckles.
she blushes and tries to stop from purring but issac gave the best belly rubs and head scratches.
" how is your tummy now " he asks in a soft voice making her blush " hurts tiny bit, i okay " she smiles.
he loved her little talk, he loved looking into her beautiful blue eyes, he...loved her?
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Tur Briste
A Druid cultivation novel. Borrows concepts from Wuxia and Xianxia but using Druid myth and lore. More on this at the bottom. Crow is son of Maddox, a Druid with an ancient bloodline and a people with a story spanning toward the beginning of time. Cursed, unfated, and a heap of bad luck have brought him only pain and suffering, but nothing will stop him. Nothing can stop him. A son of Maddox doesn’t bow his head. A son of Maddox understands that only a man with roots, with something to lose, will fight until the last drop of blood leaves his body. The Draoidh were once a proud people. They were both respected and hated for their form of righteousness. Power wasn’t something they gained through the might of their arms, but through intelligence. Their fall was all the more disheartening for the weaker cultivators. The tens of thousands of years that followed… chaos reigned. They forced Draoidh until most fled to the lower realms, nearly wiped out and exhausted. They went into hiding and became known as the Druids of the Oak. The Druid Order wasn’t the powerhouse it had been, and only nine of the major clans survived the calamity. Their bloodline weakened, as well as their prestige. Even the remaining clans fought amongst each other. Already on the decline and near extinguished, the Maddox clan can only struggle for survival, but their foundation wasn’t a joke. Weakened, but not weak. The other clans will understand this difference soon enough. Tur Briste, the Shattered Tower, awaits Crow’s ascension. Reaching the upper realms is only the first step in reestablishing the Draoidh. The Druids of the Oak remembered every betrayal and grievance, and they’ll return to power and reclaim what once belonged to them. The upper realms may have forgotten, but the Druid Order has not. Please Note:1) This is harem story. There are only a few chapters with sex, and it’s not a focus of the story. I’ll only add graphic sex if I feel the story needs it, so not gratuitously. Either way, Crow has several women. This is in line with Druid/Celtic history, and harems/reverse harems were an accepted part of their culture. Further, they had open marriages, meaning the man or woman could end their marriage at any time. While it was still a patriarchy, women had almost equal power. They were a very progressive culture. 2) There is a period of a 30-50 chapters where Crow loses the ability to cultivate like a Druid so he adopts an eastern body cultivation method for a while. This is temporary, but some people feel it’s misleading, so I am pointing it out ahead of time. I promise, the Druid stuff comes back, and 90% of the lore/myths/creatures/gods are all related to Druid/Celt/Irish/Scottish history. 3) I use many original names, most of which are in Gaelic or Irish. In the story, I refer to this language as Ancient. I enjoy all kinds of folklore and myths, so I encourage you to google those original names as they arrive. I give some background on them at the end of the chapter in my author’s note. 4) I use Ogham runes a lot, these are like the Druid alphabet, and they based each rune on a sacred tree so they also have symbolism associated with them. Again, feel free to google that too. It’s pretty neat stuff. Quick Translations:Draoidh = DruidTur Briste = Shattered Tower or Broken Tower Release Schedule:As of Oct 1, 2021- 3 chapters released every Sunday (May have up to two bonus chapters)- Side character chapters… this might be bonus chapters I release through the week. So they won’t count toward the 3 chapters on Sunday.- Please understand I work full time, have two kids, and can’t spare as much time as I’d like toward my writing. Maybe in the future I can switch to doing this full time, but for now 3 chapters is a comfortable pace for me. Lastly… I very much appreciate all my readers and thank you for allowing me to entertain you!
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