《The devil [1] (Lumity/the owl house Fanfiction)》11
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Amity's POV;
There, she took out what looked like a key with an eye. And out of nowhere did a door unfold and open in front of us.
"Please hold still, Amity." She said.
I paused and watched her put a mask on my face. Somehow, the mask felt familiar, it felt like this was hers. What caught me off guard more though was the fact that it felt like it changed shape to fit my face.
"You look outstanding, Amity." She said.
I meekly laughed before I felt something off in the back of my ears.
Reaching a hand to touch one of my ears, I gasped.
They were round.
"What did you do!?" I asked.
"Don't worry, Amity." She said before leading me through the door.
...
Light blinded my eyes for a split second before I heard strange noises around me.
Opening my eyes to look, I glanced around in awe.
It wasn't as light as I thought it was.
Looking around, it was dark, the walls were dark, the floor was dark, looking around more, I saw... Other humans, they had smiles on their faces some dancing and some talking with drinks in hand.
"Come." I perked up when she spoke and held my hand.
I didn't know where I was.
"What is this place?" I asked.
There was loud music, it was booming through these weird speaker like devices from the walls that were in blue.
I don't know how but she heard my question over all the noises around us.
"You're in my party." She answered.
I raised a brow.
"Party..?" I mumbled before she lead me through a door, she opened it and shut it behind us.
All the sound from outside disappeared like it never easy there in the first place. What kind of sorcery is this..? I thought humans couldn't do magic...
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"Amity."
I jumped when she called for me.
"Huh?? What?? Yeah??" I stammered.
She chuckled before offering a hand when I realized I let go of her hand.
I chuckled back before sitting down beside her on the couch she led me to.
There were other humans with us, they wore shiny things, I think they were all silver, gold, and maybe diamond. Their clothes were fancy too.
"Say, this is the girl you were saying you fell in love with??" A woman in their forties wearing a brown suit spoke while glancing at me. She wore a mask just like me but it looked a little different.
"Yes, she's the one I was talking about." She spoke.
"And does she know your name, Miss. Noceda?" Another woman in a white buttoned-up shirt said with crossed legs.
Miss. Noceda..?
Noceda?
Is that her last name?
"No, she doesn't." She said before chuckling.
"Well, I don't care much about introductions but... I'm Eda the former owl lady, kid, what's yours?"
I perked up when one of them spoke.
"Oh! I'm Amity! A... Amity Blight, mam!" I stammered.
My body feels so stiff in the tension I was having in the room.
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Class Villainess
'I am the snake who will bite you at your weakest, break you until you beg for my mercy. Just like what you did to me before, I have no mercy against a disgusting bully like you.'
8 348Ever Lasting
"No!" He yelled, making me jump back a bit. "I am the Alpha of Phoenix Moon! I am not a victim! I am fine.""Atlas, listen to me." I wept. I went to approach him but he turned away from me. "This does not make you any less of an alpha, man, or mate because you are traumatized. You are allowed to not be okay, especially when it comes to this." He scoffed, still not facing me. "How could you possibly think that?" I put my shaking palms on his back, feeling him relax against them. "Because I still want you all of you and love you all of you like I did a few hours ago." I whispered into his shirt. He nearly knocked me over when moved his body to face me. "What?" His face was so broken and held honest shock. "I love you, Atlas Roman Lycurgus."✨Please vote and comment!✨‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾Reads☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙100 - 05/10/2022200 - 05/11/2022300 - 05/17/2022400 - 05/31/2022500 - 05/31/2022600 - 06/04/2022700 - 08/23/2022800 - 08/23/2022900 - 08/23/20221000 - 08/23/20222000 - 08/23/20223000 - 08/24/20224000 - 08/24/20225000 - 08/25/20226000 - 08/26/20227000 - 08/29/20228000 - 09/12/20229000 - 10/12/2022‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾Ranks☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙#80 in Feminism 5/04/2022
8 226Behind the mask - Erik Killmonger
This story has been discontinued. There will be no more updates.-Everyone has a mask.Whether it is a mask to hide your emotions, or a mask to cover your imperfections.And I knew,I knew that once we started to get closer, we will try to break each other's mask. "I want you.." he whispers in my ear as his breathing quickens. "Then you have to earn me." I say. When I walk away from him he pulls me back and pushes me gently against the wall. Next thing I know, he crashes his lips on mine. I knew, That once we started to get closer, we will try to break each other's mask.Only thing that I didn't know.. was that we would actually succeed at it. You will be the death of me, Erik Killmonger.--------------------------I do not own the Marvel's franchise, all rights go to the Marvel Cinematic Universe and Walt Disney Pictures.--------------------------Copyright ©: Nothing of mine must be used without my permission.© 2018
8 121He Says He's Just A Friend
Emmet and Clay did not meet on the best of terms, but that doesn't stop them from becoming fast friends. As their bond grows stronger, they will do whatever it takes to maintain this new friendship. Even though that may not be all that either of them wants.After years of living in a conservative southern town, Emmett has developed a hard shell that is not easily pierced. It's gotten even more difficult since breaking up with his first serious boyfriend left him feeling devastated and betrayed. Then a new friend comes along to peel back all the layers of protection, making Emmett feel happy again, and perhaps making him feel something more.The loss of his father at a young age left Clay with severe anxiety. His girlfriend says he's emotionally distant - because he is. Clay never gave much thought to his sexuality. He started dating because all his friends were, and although his relationships never seem to work out, he continues to try, because that's what's expected. The steady track he's been traveling is suddenly upended when he becomes enamored with a boy he just met. Now Clay has to figure out what he wants and how far he's willing to go to get it.
8 76Obsession ☭ Yandere Assassin x Reader
Yandere Assassin x Reader A corporation created solely for the purpose of killing targeted you, the daughter of one of the most powerful CEOs in the world. Naturally, an assassin was assigned to kill you. He watched you sleep, eat, and followed you everywhere. But what happens when he starts to feel obsessive? What happens when his only purpose in life is to have you become his...* * * - contains strong language, gore, violence, noncon - ©2020 obsessedkun all rights reserved
8 96Young master Damien's pet
"Who touched you?" he asked, his eyes brooding down at her and when she didn't answer, his voice thundered in the room, "WHO?" The butler who stood near the wall spoke shakily, "Sir it was Mr. Reverale," Damien's face turned sour, his jaw ticking in anger he turned his face to the side where the butler stood behind."Bring the man here.""N-now?" stuttered the butler. It was the time of night.Damien who hadn't broken his eyes contact with the girl in front of him pushed his hand against the wall which previously rested beside his beautiful girl's head. Turning his body, he first looked at his butler who had his head bowed. With great courage, the butler came to meet his master's eyes, "Do you have any other better time? Or should it be after I wring your neck?" Damien asked calmly tilting his head. Not a second later, the butler ran out of the room to return back with Mr. Reverale after twenty minutes. "Damien, are we having a late tea party?" Mr. Reverale came to greet but the master of the house had other plans. Spotting the knife that was stuck to the apple on the table, he reached for it to pull it out. Just as Mr. Reverale went to exchange a handshake with him, Damien took hold of his hand to place it on the table. In one swift movement as if he were chopping onions, he chopped the four fingers of the man off his hand making him yelp and cry in pain."No one touches what is mine. I am sure this will remind you the next time you even think about touching her," sighed Damien as if he were tired of telling people to keep their dirty hands off his belongings.
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