I recognised his eyes as soon as he walked through the door. I froze. I couldn’t do this right now.

“How’s catching the thief going?” Rook grinned, pulling a hand through his golden hair as he sat opposite me, waving for a bartender to get him some wine. He stood out like a sore thumb in the rough tavern, wearing elegant clothing made of a navy silk, gold stitching lining the edges. The paleness ...

“They say you’re working with the king.” Vallon just looked down, refusing to meet my eyes as he held the blade to my throat. Bitterness burried itself into my heart, as sharp as a dagger piercing through. My lip trembled as I pressed my back against the wall to keep the blade from cutting into my skin, resorting to me bleeding to death.

I swallowed. “You’d have to be an absolute fool to believe ...

I would say I am good at lying. Because of my tendency to get into trouble easily, I get a lot of practice; instead of fighting my way out of situations, I use my words, which also can be quite persuasive.

Stepping into the room, I was immediately overwhelmed with music, flashily lights and the numerous amounts of people, many drunks, others easily angered bodyguards of important people. I came ...

Colour filled the ballroom as it burst into music and dance; dazzling dresses were everywhere to be seen as important nobles enjoyed the masquerade ball. Everyone seemed to be having the time of their lives, except the young man stood in the corner, hands behind his back, gaze hovering over every person in the large room.

“Mother, I really don’t think this is necessary.” Prince Alferic whispered ...

Ribbons of sunlight unfurled from a thin layer of clouds gathering in the sky as the morning passed into the afternoon. Buildings stretched high in the city of Tallus, watching over the simple cobbled streets and old, family-owned market stalls.

Tallus is known for being peacful most days, unless something was different from the norm, which was unusual. That’s when I knew something was wrong whe...

**_This was a challenge that I did with Aspire to Inspire where she basically gave me some characters to right with! Hope you enjoy!

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Reeve approached the weapon forge, eyes narrowing. The city streets were completely empty as night cloaked itself over the buildings; rain soaked the cobble roads, wetting his hair.

Sighing, he quietly began to pick the lock, checking behind his shoulder every ...

**_(This is a weird one. I got a bit carried away with it so it’s quite long. Hope you enjoy!)_**

The sun had long since dipped below the horizon, casting a bloody orange glow over the battle-scarred landscape. All beings fought, bodies and blood littering the soil. Amidst the chaos, a lone figure emerged. That’s me. I’m that kind of villain whose name is whispered from city to city, kingdom to k...

_“If there’s a fire you’re trying to douse, you can’t put it out from inside the house.” - Hamilton_

Rune squared his shoulders before me, adjusting his grip on his dagger.

The forest around us was dense with greenery, but all of the forest life had been scared away by the clashing of our blades. Rage and irritation was smothered all over Rune’s face, his breathing heavy and unpracticed. I onl...

I awoke in a tight, dark space, a gag tied tightly to my mouth and the bite of cold steel chains told me I was tied to the chair I was sat on. Judging by the size, I was most likely in a large cupboard, empty except for me and the figure behind me, who was holding a knife to my throat. Looking down to the blade, I saw the muscles in the hand, wrist and forearm, not Herim.

As I calmed myself, I ca...

“The knife belongs to me.” Detective Herim stepped out from the shadows, dislodging the blade from the fresh corpse and staring me in the eyes as he wiped the fresh blood from the metal with a white handkerchief.

“Detective…?” I rose from my squatted position beside the body, fists clenched. “You were the one who killed my brother?!”

Herim smirked. “Now, now. Remember the rule: friends and famil...