When I first saw her face, I knew we would be best friends.

You see, Kendran is the new “puppy” in the house. At least, I think she’s a puppy… If she is, it’s almost unfortunate due to her lack of fur… Seriously, I do not know what went wrong in her birth but something screwed up because she’s BALD! I remember when I was a puppy and not just a dog, and I was SHAGGY to say the very least! There’s a...

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(Note to reader: Through some exstential magic these letters happened to be adressed to the same person (Prince Levek, brother to Lyleryn and best friend of Pascal) and were eventaully delivered to the opposing royals themselves and caused them to fall in love!)

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Dear Levek,

His face is more irritating than every military manuver hi...

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**Conan’s hands burned as the heat of a thousand fires filled his veins, crisping the muscles around his blood and heating the marrow in his bones. A sudden and overwhelming sense of dread incaspulated his heart. His vision blurred to a reddish orange, stealing his ability to see with an unnecessary flourish.**

** He knew exactly what this was. It was an attack.**

** An a...

Conan’s hair blew recklessly in the whipping wind. The sun bounced off his eyes like a mirror, which usually meant he was at the beach, but now it meant somewhere entirly different.

The boat.

And not just any boat, either. This boat was owned, run, and manteniced by his mother, a shipping captain for a world beyond the world most people knew. He breathed in sharply, as the sea spray rockted onto...

His sandy dirty blond hair is remenecent of the sun, but one hundred perscent as blinding. His electric blue eyes will strike a tital wave into your heart with their silever hightlights. His shoulders are broad and his arms musclular. His clothes fit tight, being a jerkin and creased pants and his glass crown is impossible to miss. He has wind in in his veins and doused fire in his smirk. Smirk on...

Imagine a big castle. Not a palace, a castle. Now imagine beautiful ballrooms, dining rooms, and halls. Think of extravagant bedrooms, living rooms, and studies. Picture a library bursting with ancient texts and modern dramas. Light flows through every window each morning, rain spills down the old, stone gargoyles, which stand atop the roof. Then picture a strong, fortified roof, with canons meant...

“Exuse me?” Copper swung around to face the stranger that had so very rudely elbowed him in the side.

“What?” The girl’s dramatic expression soured quickly like an sliced apple left to oxidize. Her shime shone with a sliver of annoyance that just made Copper’s heart race like a child.

“You elbowed me,” Copper sighed.

“Sorry,” she roled her striking green eyes. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m in a ...