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The Tragedy of Shiloh Buckshire
The Tragedy of Shiloh Buckshire Our story takes place in 601AD on a farm owned by a knight who has had a peasant working on the land for twenty years name Shiloh Buckshire. Mr. Buckshire is a medium built man on average height and known for his temper. He has learned to control his temper when around his superiors due to the many lashings he has received but that has not changed the bitterness and contempt he feels.
Ferrari KingPublished 4 years ago in FuturismAn Offer I had to Refuse
“I could help you.” Cajoling, from the little man on my shoulder. I ignore him, as usual. Safer that way since there isn’t anyone else I know who can actually see him. No, things like seeing a Glamoured member of the Fae Courts is relegated to the Changelings.
K.D. MartinPublished 4 years ago in FuturismWhy Me?
Party Crasher As Kenda and Aiden danced, there came a commotion from outside the territory that had many of the guards yelling for help. Everyone stopped the party and took off to see what the guards were yelling about. When they all got outside of the dance hall, they saw at least a hundred rogues and her so-called father standing in front of them all. All the council members are in the dance’s front hall with several warriors at the bottom of the stairs. Council member Jerry looked at Algonquin with distaste. The other showed disrespect. The once-great Algonquin had everyone’s respect and now he has no one’s. How the mighty have fallen.
Tiawni SewardPublished 4 years ago in FuturismWhy Me?
He Showed Up Kenda Pov I have spent the last three days wondering who this person is that supposed to show up here soon. I have had so much going on, but yet I couldn’t stop wondering about him. Would he be the one I am really meant to be with, or just someone who will be an advisor in my court. How will I know which one I am supposed to choose out of the three that think I am their mate when I haven’t put my scent out there? I guess I will smell their scent to know who my mates are. It will give me time to get to know them as a person and then me. It will keep the mating bound at bay so we can know each other like humans. I think that would be best. I need to know them without the mating bound getting in the way so I can make the right choice for everyone. My people need me to be wise and honest and dependable. I will call on the Moon Goddess later to see what she can tell me about all three so-called mates. Get some help in how I know which one is the right one. Then on top of it all I have to worry about the war that Algonquin wants to start, because he wasn’t able to kill me and take my powers. He has a mate in the dark witches coven and they have two children that he thinks will rule. He has another think coming if he thinks I will stand for that. We don’t want to be set back to the dark ages, we all want to move forward. Then to top it all off you have everyone wanting to make me Queen and my pack the royal pack. When I set out to make a difference, I didn’t imagine this. This is way more than I thought I would be or become. I am just amazed at it all. I thank the Moon Goddess for it all and the people in my life that has helped make all of this come true. I need to get some training down with the warriors and anyone else you wanted to join today.
Tiawni SewardPublished 4 years ago in FuturismTHE PUPPET MASTER
Maria was seven years old and living in her native country Russia. Rebecca delighted to have Peter’s little niece in the Palace, she loved Maria, looking forward to having her own children. Peter and Rebecca had been married for two years and were just about ready for their own children. The Tsar, of course, gave them permission to stay in the Palace and work started on extending the Palace, with a whole floor just for Peter and Rebecca. The aged Tsar did not feel the fifteen bedrooms, three drawing-rooms, two dining-rooms and music room was big enough to house his family and his new son-in-law’s family. After all, Rebecca’s three brothers still lived at home and they were lively young men. And there was always a head-of-state visiting the Tsar. So Rebecca busied herself in designing her new home. She wanted five bed-rooms, a big nursery, a dining-room and drawing-room, and a spare suit of rooms for guests. How all of this would fit on one floor, Peter had no idea. But his wife was happy and that made him happy.
Ruth Elizabeth StiffPublished 4 years ago in FuturismWhy Me?
Pack Business Heading to my office so I can have a meeting with all my higher ranking officers will be good when they hear all that is going on and that will happen. I am not sure if I believe it. We have gorilla shifters, we have a bear and wolf hybrid I have never heard of before and I have to tell my pack about all of this. They will think I lost my mind for taking these shifters in, but that is what I do. To help the less fortunate ones that no one else would help. Everyone arrived in the office to see what their Alpha wanted to talk about.
Tiawni SewardPublished 4 years ago in FuturismBlue Flame Healing Portal
...just because I carry my person+ality a certain way people expect I not make human error. Godhead just spoke to me about Guilt the other day…said something akin to “Void tapering with your Self about things you didn’t know were mistakes when you were doing them.” So yeah I get lectured a plenty.
Ebony NicholePublished 4 years ago in FuturismThe Portal
Adrianna Del’Lorian was sailing seconds ahead of the biggest storm this side of the Narrow Sea. She was headed directly towards a narrow strip of water between the two cliffs of Hun’ray on the Shadow Coast of East Valenia. There were whispers, of a portal between worlds existing between the famed cliffs. As she approached the chasm, her elvish eyesight pierced the shadows and saw a faint cerulean ripple in between the cliffs. The storm raged around her, then abruptly she was sailing down a clear turquoise river in the famed land of the Everinheim where all kinds of wondrous creatures existed. Up ahead was a white jetty made of what appeared to be a single piece of granite, magic she thought. As she tied up her boat she realised a gentleman was waiting on her arrival. On closer inspection it was a half-man, half-troll wearing a back brace and dressed like a 1920’s English manservant.
Matthew DawsonPublished 4 years ago in FuturismWhy Me?
Finishing the Town Everyone started pitching in to get the town ready; they even had some members of the Elite pack that came to help. They could get a lot done to improve the families of the pack and the town. They could get thirty-five homes built and we do three stores at the end of the week. They would get the rest of the shops done next week and hopefully get the zip lines up through the forest and we have the boat orders in for the guide center going.
Tiawni SewardPublished 4 years ago in FuturismWhy Me?
Looking Over The Territory Aiden, Keme, Rami, and I were up at the crack of dawn. We all grabbed some breakfast and gathered something up. The men that were staying with the pack were already waiting for us outside.
Tiawni SewardPublished 4 years ago in FuturismWhy Me?
Prologue Meeting them was so unreal. I knew it would change me, yet I didn’t know how or when. They had me thinking about what I could be capable of when I turned eighteen. If what they say is true, could I know my mate sooner than what I expect? Could they know more than they are letting on? I have no time to think of that now, I’m here for my brother and my dad is not the easiest person to convince about letting us do what we want as we get older. They say their son is off at college and will be back after we have left. I envy my brother now. He will go to college and it makes me wish I could go. I hope this goes well for Keme and he gets to join this pack. Then I can visit more often and learn more from them. Changes are coming and I can feel it. I know something big is coming my way in more ways than one. I just hope I’m strong enough to handle what is to come.
Tiawni SewardPublished 4 years ago in FuturismWhy Me?
The New Look “Where are we starting first?” “I figured we would get your hair done first then shop for clothes. If that is ok with you?”
Tiawni SewardPublished 4 years ago in Futurism