《Crazy Little Thing Called Mate》\Thirty•Four/
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-Caleb-
I was growing impatient, these paparazzi assholes were beginning to get out of hand. I pulled out my phone as I walked back into my hotel.
Frustrated I immediately dialed my agent, thankfully he picked up on close to the first ring "i thought you said you'd have a car waiting for me along with a bodyguard, these tabloid freaks are swarming the hotel."
"I called the company this morning and they assure me that a navigator with heavy tint would be picking you up, there should be a team of guys there for your protection, just wait in the hotel until I call you back, they should've been there by now."
Almost as soon as his words left his mouth a watched as a huge black SUV pulled up, "never mind, they just pulled up." I said as I watched two larger than life dudes step out of the vehicle.
I hung up and readied myself to walk back out.
With the overnight success of the show I found myself as somewhat of an instant celebrity, what's worse is people know I'm single, so these paparazzi psychos love to stalk me to see if I'm going out with some young starlette, or spending the night with this socialite or that musician.
One thing was for sure, this shit is insane.
I walked back outside And was greeted by the loud clicks and bright flashes of cameras as several people yelled "Caleb over here."
"You Caleb Gibbons?" One of the body guards asked in a deep voice.
"No shit, now can we get going, didn't my agent tell you I've gotta be on set in less than twenty minutes and I'm sure you're gonna hit traffic on the highway."
The guys let me get in first then got in after me.
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My agent was right, there were a team of guys in the SUV, but the one I found myself sitting next to didn't even bother looking at me.
He sat looking forward but I could t hell hut notice that his suit was really expensive looking, and extremely well tailored.
"So the body guard business a lucrative one?" I asked the guys sitting next to me.
His dark hair was slicked back and his dark eyes zeroed in on me.
"Caleb Gibbons, please hand me your phone."
I looked around at the guys, I wondered what the what was going on, why were they so quiet.
"What is this?"
"Standard procedure." He smiled.
"Are you going to give it back?" I asked still a little unsure.
At this his smile turned sinister, "hand over the fucking phone or the man sitting behind you will not hesitate to put a bullet through the back of your skull, and don't try anything stupid."
I did as he asked and gave him my phone, the vehicle was going but I didn't know where I was going, after driving for a while I found that we were pulling into a private landing strip with a small plane.
As the guys nudged me out of the suv I cussed at myself internally, 'I should've never moved moved up here, now these...mob type guys had guns against my back and I had no idea where they were taking me, or worse, what they want with me.'
I got into the plane and knew better than to ask where we would be heading.
The flight wasn't long and soon we were landing onto another private airstrip where another large vehicle was awaiting us.
I was pushed into the vehicle and once again I found myself seated next to the guy in the expensive looking suit, two others got in behind us, and the remaining two got into the driver and passenger seats.
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As soon s they started the car I felt a cloth cover my nose and mouth before I fought against my eyes closing, but it was too late and soon I was out.
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-Everest-
I waited outside in the cold like a lunatic without so much as a jacket to keep me warm.
Several staff members tried to bring me inside or offer me a coat but I wouldn't hear it. I had made up my mind to wait for the arrival of Titus and damn him if he wouldn't return home soon.
I pulled out my phone and called his phone for the umpteenth time today. But like the attempts before, it went straight to voicemail.
I looked at the time and watched as minutes turned into an hour and soon one hour turned into two.
"My Lady, please, I beg of you...come in before you catch your death out here." Heidi pleaded with me, her voice full of concern for me.
But I couldn't go inside, from the minute I saw Caleb's childhood picture in Titus' torture basement I pieced two and two together and knew he'd be bringing him here...but the bigger question is why?
There is no possible way he would have figured out that he's my mate, only one person truly knows that Caleb is my mate and I know Ash would never tell, and I'm more than certain the two have never talked.
Then doubt began to arise within my panicked wolf.
What if Titus approached my family when they were here and forced them to talk?
"My lady!" Heidi sounded grateful, "I think it's Titus."
I looked up to see a black suv approaching but I knew it could be either Titus, his father, or even an unannounced guest.
But as the vehicle came to a stop right in front of us I watched a few recognizable men exit the vehicle before Titus did the same.
"My wife." He smiled gently before he walked over and embraced me.
I had to admit that my body wanted to melt against his warm hug, I wanted nothing more than to nuzzle my face into neck.
"Goddess your freezing!" She stated as he held me tight and rubbed my body, "Heidi please get her inside."
I heard as Heidi stepped forward so I spoke up, "I need to speak with you."
He bent his head down and kissed my forehead, "now really isn't a good time love."
"If I were you I'd make it a good time Titus."
We both watched as those around us quickly busied themselves with something else, I knew he'd pick up on the urgency in my words and I didn't wait on him any longer as I stormed inside and made my way immediately to our bedroom.
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Apollyon's Curse
Within the pages of folklore and fantasy, tales of people who chase after the dream of eternity, of living forever, rarely find a happy ending. They are either struck by the grim truth of reality, give up, and return to mortality or face a ghastly realization of their wishes. The latter often the worse fate, as they come to realize, only far too late, that what they sacrificed was worth far more than the time they gained. Ultimately, the common thread in these stories is that “immortality is as much a curse as it is a blessing”. People either realize it early and give up or are doomed to inevitably face its consequences. In the world Enrich lives in, that saying does hold merit. Every pathway towards eternal life has shackles of its own. They bring those high above down to the ground, evening the playing field. It is thanks to these fundamental laws that ambitious mortals are able to defy the heavens and achieve immortality themselves. The variety of methods result in each of these bindings varying in intensity and degree of freedom. Enrich’s path doesn't break this trend. Though, after what he did to himself, most wouldn’t even consider him a living thing anymore. On the day of his ascension, a world’s worth of souls were melted and recast. On that day, the human’s path had reached its conclusion, recast into Apollyon. An artifact, a weapon, is eternal, after all. As for the curse? The payment will be made, as it must. So why not offload the curse to someone else? Mortals throw their lives away for all manner of petty reasons, noble or otherwise, especially in desperation. Eventually, someone will be willing to foot the bill. Most will if given the chance. The bait is far too tempting, after all. Power, status, knowledge. All at their fingertips. If only they say “yes”. And Apollyon is very willing to help any lost souls. If they give up everything in return, of course.
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One might say that to anger forces beyond the ken of fragile breakable mortals is a bad idea, others might say that meddling in dark forces with little chance of gain is also a bad idea, they would both be right by on all counts but they forget to mention also how incredibly stupid combining both of those things are. Stupid people don’t last so long on the mystic side of things, normal folks who wander over to the other side have a tendency to do one of two things, either A. figure out that the best thing to do is keep their head down and not draw attention from any entity that refers to humanity as “you mortals” , or B. something horrifying happens to them. As you may have guessed I fell into the second category, mostly because I thought there was a third option. See I though there must be an option C, an option where I got to end up not as some shitty back ally wizard cowering at the chance of discovery, praying that one of my wards or spells wouldn’t be noticed by something that goes bump in the night. No I would be the one who rose above all that. I would never have to be afraid. Well I made a good attempt at it that’s for damn sure, but unfortunately for me it turns out there is not an option C. At least not for me…
8 92A Psychic's Scarlet Dream
Those who can do things scientifically impossible are called supernaturals. Among those who know about them, there maybe those who fear them, those who respect them or even those who want to kill them. That however doesn’t matter to the supernatural named Kais as he has and wants no connection with anything that might be related to the world of supernaturals. However, the day he meets a particular brown-haired youth, that would change and he who has tried to run away from the truth for many years will be forced to confront it. New Chapters every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.
8 271Templar's Oath
After a fight with a witch leaves Arlyn mortally wounded, the newly appointed templar knight unexpectedly awakens in the village he was sent to save. His wounds healed, he continues his search for other dark creatures lurking in the forest. His investigation will start with this mystery healer.
8 99TGS Aesthetics
Barlyle, Jennity AU aesthetics. I will take requests for these ships!
8 124Yellow || Fred Weasley
"But you're right, I am Fred" "My name's Gaia Eruditus. And no, I was not born with yellow hair"She's nothing special. Okay, maybe being a metamorphmagus counts as special. But other than that, she's just an ordinary young witch. That just so happens to meet a pair of twins and gets caught with the issues of The Boy Who Lived."Yellow? It means happy"
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