1. Lucero

    Private Striving for Goodness While Cruel Men Win

    A shrill yet fragile cry of relief, a breeze stirred through the forest, lingered longer in the air than if it had been Lucero or Horoth to make the same sound. The pain in Shoyna's eyes softened just enough that when she looked at Horoth there was less suspicion. He had brought her good news...
  2. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    Heat grew around her finger tip, the slow crawl of warmth turned into the sear of hot coal, her finger only protected by his fine woven thick shirt. She wanted more of the heat from earlier, did the bandages keep it at bay? Did he ever take them off, or did the bandages do little about his...
  3. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    Lifted onto the horse once more, Lucero tried her best not to pout at the rejection. Did he somehow know she was going to see if he'd like her pry his mouth open. She wanted to feel every tooth and compare it to her own, the sharp-toothed Croc compared to the flat-toothed healer. The moment Rois...
  4. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    Lucero frowned at the girl's words, missing the chance to remind them that Rois was wrong. To be strong one had to be soft. Kindness had no limits and compassion had no enemies. But it wasn't Feliene and Alaera that needed to be told that, without them having to say it she knew it was a thought...
  5. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    Her words that were to come by, little thought needed before speaking, become twisted and intertwined like a tumbleweed, where one thought began and one ended no longer discernible. Lucero swallowed them down as if it were a feast, her stomach greedy for the unspoken. Feliene's hand felt warm...
  6. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    Lucero's felt the color wash out from her face, had she said something wrong? Making love was better than fuck, right? It had to be! Then again, at their age, if Lucero had ever uttered such words in front of her father she would have been scolded for being foul. Pure thoughts only, or maybe her...
  7. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    The blind knight smiled warmly at the children. "It's okay," Lucero says to Feliene, looking at her. "Fucking isn't a nice word, it means there are no feelings attached and if there are no feelings attached then what is the point? You should instead say... um... making love. Doesn't that sound...
  8. Lucero

    Private Striving for Goodness While Cruel Men Win

    The name brought recognition to the Harpy's sad brown eyes. The sort of sad brown eyes that better belonged to a neglected dog tied to a tree, hungry and thirsty in sweltering summer's heat. "Vojin," Shoyna repeated, her voice so soft that it was as if she had nestled that name amongst layers...
  9. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    Hoisted easily off of Rakan's horse, Lucero felt warmth spread through her. Hardly a warmth that represented repressed yearning or naughty thoughts, the warmth felt was innocent, sweet, not yet bogged down by responsibilities that liked to wrestle with hope. They were not his children like...
  10. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    Not a rapist, that was good. Wasn't hard not to be one in her opinion, because where she came from, rape had very little to do with desire and everything to do with power. Lucero wouldn't know how Rois's body would operate, what reactions it could give, everything it could do. It didn't matter...
  11. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    "There's lots of men at the Monastery." Of course she knew men, she had a father, she played with boys as a child, trained with them as a teenager, and traveled with them as an adult. She knew Syr Silas and Syr Rakan, both completely different in their outlooks on life. Lucero had shared a drink...
  12. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    "No!" Lucero said quick and loud, but the thought occurred to her regardless. Her hand pressed against his thick neck, finding his jaw before fingertips pried open his lips to then trace over each strange and unique jagged tooth. She couldn't express that she wanted him to bite her, to use his...
  13. Lucero

    Private Striving for Goodness While Cruel Men Win

    Prominent veins led straight to the outside corner of her eyes, dark lashes fluttering from Lucero's rapid blinking, adjusting to the sight. The hurt in Shoyna's white plumed chest was radiating a fever-hot chain over their thin body, the feathers hiding just how delicate Shoyna really was...
  14. Lucero

    Private Locked Out of Heaven

    Lots of people were afraid of the truth, it was one of the greatest truths Lucero had ever realized. The truth was supposed to set everyone free and yet it was feared, a frightening thing that was always the monster in the dark no matter how many times adults had to face it head on. Even Lucero...
  15. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    A quick shake of her head, no she did not feel free, she felt lost, confused, unsure of her surroundings, forced to trust everyone to keep her safe, to not let her fall. Her grip tightened against his arm, nails a touch too harsh against skin. Where Lucero held her restraint was different from...
  16. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    Silas had said Rois's promise would mean nothing, but when he promised it, Lucero looked over her shoulder at the half-fiend. The touch of gentleness, always a welcomed surprise. His loping gait full of command should have frightened her, steady in his steps, his hands upon her, lifting her. He...
  17. Lucero

    Private Striving for Goodness While Cruel Men Win

    She knew it hurt, dark brown brows furrowed together, lips twitching upon hearing the grit and grind of teeth. I'm sorry, she thought, over and over until finally, it was done. It was as good as it was going to get, not entirely her best work, but good enough. Right now, all Lucero needed was...
  18. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    A beat passed between the knights, the four them releasing a breath. "But you'd take Lucero with you, right?" Silas said with a pained look on his face. Both hands were fists, and as he looked at Rois who towered over Lucero despite her height. All the knights carried the same pinched...
  19. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    Rabbits are hunted by everyone. Lucero's brows furrowed, her smile fell, the hopeful cheerfulness she normally used as a mask crumbled. Shoulders hunched, wrapping her arms around her chest as if it were armor, hugging herself to protect herself. Suddenly much younger, softer. Rois didn't know...
  20. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    "You don't care about life?" It struck her as funny that he mentioned the gift of dying in bed, the one way that Silas always told her, almost on a daily occurence, that was how he wanted to go. In his sleep, in a warm bed, not feeling in a pain, and then with a whisper he was gone. But Rois...
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