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It was to be a night of grandeur--the celebration of the Constantine twins' seventeenth birthday. It was going to be one of the biggest nights of Miss Lorelei Constantine's life: the night she was introduced into society on the arm of her beloved brother. Mr. Darcy Constantine, oh so proud to be...

Theme: Fairytale (Instrumental) Anahera didn't put up any resistance when Marianna pulled him from the room. He closed and locked the door behind them before returning to apartment 464. Once there, he pushed up his sleeves and spoke to Marianna as he moved to and opened the windows before...

Theme: The Arena Anahera's eyes darkened, eyes flicking over the face of the woman before him. Oh... boy. He was trying. That had to count for something, didn't it? The fact that his efforts weren't producing the effect he wanted didn't count against the value of him trying, right...

I'm SPEECHLESS. Thank you SO much.

Theme: War of Hearts Anahera had asked Marianna, but he was sure she would agree. He was already giving so much to her by telling her he would answer any questions she had for him about what had happened in his long life. She was intelligent enough and kind enough not to demand details from...

Thank you so much!

Will all the old fonts return? Currently, only eight exist, and it was the various fonts that made Promises, Secrets, and a Pair of Wings. All the depth of emotion and stuff that we conveyed through formatting is gone from all our posts, and we've lost the ability to do the same again. I think...

“What about you...? My soul, my heart craves to keep you safe.” “Who looks after my angel if he doesn’t let me?” Anahera chuckled softly at her words, closing his eyes to relish her touch and letting her finish. "I promise to trust you more, but only if you promise to confide in me. No more...

“You.. would’ve done the same..” Well, that was true, but he also-- “You already do. And for that, I’m sorry.. truly, Anahera. It’s.. it’s my fault that you fell into a coma in the first place… I-If.. if I wouldn’t have depended on you so much, if I would’ve have noticed how much I have hurt...

Anahera's vision was blurry for a few moments, but Marianna's voice cut through the brain fog and snapped his awareness into full. “Anahera.” He turned to look at her, then jerked toward her when she stumbled. She flopped on her belly on the bed but pushed herself up again just as quickly as...

...I can't help the moan that slides from my lips or my head tilting to give her better access. Not that I really want to. "Putain de merde {for f*ck's sake}, Mari," I rasp, my grip tightening on her delicate waist. "'Don't seduce other men' includes me." I can't believe this is happening. This...

The first dream Marianna had which wasn't her own came only a few days after Anahera collapsed. After being so anxious about all that had happened and was happening, she hadn't slept in days, and her body took her need for sleep into its own hands. She hadn't drifted off to sleep; she had...

Rachmiel heard Marianna move around the kitchen and then reenter the living room, but he didn't look up. Whatever she did, she wasn't stupid enough to disturb-- he jerked sharply when Marianna took his left hand and pulled it away from his face. He started to pull back, but she didn't let go...

Anahera sensed Marianna's closing proximity just before she touched him, and he was just able to suck the Sacred Flame back into his palm before her hand latched onto his golden vambrace. He'd have to talk to her about not touching parts of him wreathed in Sacred Flame. He had put way too much...

...be accosted by the gate guards, Anahera dismissed his halberd, grabbed ahold of the demon, and they were gone—shooting in a blur up, up, up… **** Anahera, Aoith, and Sytry appeared in the middle of the living room of the apartment. Immediately, Anahera carefully laid Aoith out on the...

TW: Gore, implied torture Theme: Mercy in Darkness No. No. No. No. NO! Shaking hands. Ragged breaths. Ringing ears. Descimated soul. No. Please no. Please, God, no! Let this not be real! But his prayer when unanswered. It was real. Aoith was here. Aoith was...

Theme: Ironwing Anahera had less trouble keeping his head up than he thought he would as he followed the demon through Hell. He stayed calm, the angel's eyes roving the beautiful, wicked faces around him as they peered at him. He was a little bothered that the reigning emotion on the faces of...

...white and demonic black at the same time twisted up from the tips of the cocoon until it lapped at the pinnacle. Then... Anahera was gone. **************************************************************************************************************************** Faintly glittering wings...

Theme: Infinite Legends Rachmiel stared at Anahera, eyebrows high, face otherwise blank--waiting to be let in. ----- Anahera, hand still on the door handle, could only blink stupidly at the elder angel. His brain had both not fully awoken and couldn't grasp why the sentinel of Hell would be...

Theme: May It Be Anahera let out a little hum and leaned into her embrace when she pulled him to her. "Anahera.. Love, you are not alone. Let me get things handled with the twins... we will take things one step at a time, okay?" He could hear the sheer exhaustion in her voice. He had to pull...