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Just Friends chapter 16They laid on the bed for a long time, Shaun simply enjoying Desmond's presence and company. Eventually though, Reilly knocked on the door. "Come on, boys. Dinner!" Shaun sighed and pulled his legs up, rolling to the side before standing. He wrapped his arm around Desmond's shoulder, tenderly kissing his cheek, "Happy Christmas, Desmond..." he murmured before pulling away and walking down the rickety staircase. Desmond flushed lightly with pleasure and followed Shaun down the staircase, taking a breath of the warm, positively heavenly scents and looking around the table, his mouth watering as he observed the spread, recognizing most of it but coming to the occasional dish he had never seen before. He examined a strange salad, which Patrick had placed alongside a group of potatoes and had called, to Desmond's amusement, "Unusual Salad".
The table was crowded, even moreso thanks to the extra plate and chair with Desmond, but no one seemed to mind. Reilly broke out some wine and eggnog, al
Rara Avis chapter 16Snoring on the bed softly, Luca groaned a bit and shifted, his fingers gripping the pillow and pulling it closer before nuzzling into it and sighing contently. Zhenya turned and snorted quietly, slipping over to his bed and picking up the cell phone he'd left charging there then thumbing it open and taking a snapshot of the sleeping Luca. After pocketing it, he dragged the hookah out of the way and left the room with the intent of getting something to eat and another book from the library.
When Luca woke, he found that the room was completely empty, the stench from the hookah only a faint presence. He frowned and pushed himself up off the bed. He scratched his head and then went to the bathroom, stripping down for a shower.
There was a quiet wolf whistle from the doorway of the room, causing the bathroom door to snap shut and the Russian to laugh loudly as he made his way across to his bed with a half sandwich in one hand and a thick paperback in the other.
Snarling and gritting his te
Little Miss It“Do you enjoy her company?”
That, Avadaci concluded, had been the extent of his grandfather’s kindness. Thank the stars he had broken his neck after a failed attempt to ascend the castle staircase. Not that many were privy to this information. The official listing on the cause of death involved something along the lines of falling in battle after slaying at least a dozen demons, although this was treated with quite a bit of skepticism by the general populace. Yet, interestingly enough, a decent portion of the locals believed a tale about the cannibals of Unkhtom devouring him whole.
Not that Avadaci really cared how his grandfather had died. He was just glad he was dead. And if he was glad his grandfather had died, Avadaci wondered, why did he have to attend his funeral? In fact, the whole kingdom was glad his grandfather had died. Why did they have to attend the funeral?
“Oh Avad,” proclaimed his mother, “obv
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