Novels by Ikstrordinari

Aito was dressed in an ice-blue suit that looked almost too beautiful to be called a suit. The fabric had a delicate, shimmering quality to it, catching the light with every slight movement. It reminded Ryu of the crystalline gowns Elsa wore in Frozen but this one was made into a masculine suit that fitted Aito perfectly. It was like it was made for him alone. The jacket was perfectly tailored, following the natural lines of his frame without looking restrictive and the trousers matched perfectly, falling neatly over his white shoes, while a pristine white shirt underneath softened the cool shade of the suit.His platinum-blond hair, dusted with tiny sparkly flecks that looked like freshly fallen snow, fell in soft waves around his face. Against the cool blue of his clothes, his hair made him look like someone who had stepped out of a winter fairytale and accidentally wandered into their living room.Fuck, Aito looked unreal. Kaito was a mad genius when it came to clothes though he wo

Meanwhile…After some minutes of heavy persuasion from Kenji and Yasu, Mrs. Yamamoto finally placed the lamp on a nearby table. She smoothed down her stunning peach-coloured dinner dress, fixed her shiny chestnut hair, then took a seat though her expression remained murderous as she kept glaring at Mr. Igarashi.“The next time he calls my son a whore, I won't let it slide.” she seethed.Mr. Igarashi immediately opened his mouth to retort but Yasu slapped a hand over his mouth and made him sit down. “Sir, you don't have to reply to everything she says. Please, let's end this now. We still have a lot to discuss.”Mr. Igarashi glared at him, clearly not satisfied but after a moment, he simply huffed and remained silent. It was better not to argue with a mad woman.Seeing that Mr Yoongi wasn’t going to say anything else, Yasu sighed in relief and retracted his hand. Damn. They were behaving like kids, bickering every chance they got. No. He shook his head. They were worse than kids becaus

He made a move to leave but Kenji blocked his path with his body, stopping him from leaving. They had almost the same build and height so Ryu couldn't just pass the narrow way."You're blocking the hallway." he said, his voice low. He didn't want Aito to know he was peeping but it seemed like Kenji didn't care because he even raised his voice."What?""I said move." Ryu growled.Kenji's eyebrows rose. For a second, neither of them moved, then Kenji stepped forward instead. "I asked you a question.""I heard you." Ryu replied, not moving an inch."And?""I don't remember asking you for relationship advice." Ryu said, staring Kenji straight in the eyes. He knew Kenji didn't like him one bit and wanted Aito to break up with him but he wasn't going to let that happen. He wasn't going to let Kenji intimidate him as well. The guy kept ridiculing their relationship and he was hardly in one himself."What Aito and I do is up to us," Ryu continued, his voice low and firm. "Just be rest assured

Just moments ago, Aito had been annoyed by what Ryu wanted them to do but now, that irritation dissolved completely. It melted away beneath the sight of the man he loved falling apart right in front of him.Aito hadn't realised that Ryu had been carrying this much fear in him. This much guilt and self-loathing. His heart clenched painfully. Without hesitation, he scooted closer until their knees brushed."Ryu..." he whispered, his voice impossibly gentle. He lifted both hands and carefully cupped Ryu's face.Ryu instinctively leaned into the warmth of his palms, closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath for Aito's closeness seemed to calm him down. He snaked his arms around Aito's waist and brought them closer. The erratic beating of his heart slowed and the trembling of his body eased.Aito's thumbs brushed over his cheeks, catching the tears as they fell. He wiped them away one by one even as his own eyes began to sting. "I can't believe you've been carrying all of this by yourse

Ryu looked down at the device. The smile had disappeared from his face and fear had settled into his heart. His thumb moved over the edge of the camcorder again and again, as though he were trying to gather the courage to say something. When he finally spoke, his voice was low."Aito... regarding what I did to you in the past, I'm really really sorry."Aito's expression softened. "Ryu, I've told you it's okay." He didn't like the way Ryu was still beating himself up over this. He reached out and placed a hand on Ryu's knee. "You've apologised more times than I can count. You don't have to keep doing this to yourself."Ryu shook his head as he stared at the floor. "It's not okay, Aito," he said. "Not really."The warmth in Aito's expression faded into concern. Ryu looked as though he had been fighting with himself for a long time. He didn't like how Ryu was still affected by this. He was the victim and he was willing to put everything behind. Why couldn't Ryu?"What do you mean, Ryu?"

By the time they finished getting dressed, Aito was practically vibrating with excitement. He couldn't stop staring at the ring. In fact, he had half-dressed himself while Ryu did the rest."We'll need a venue." Aito said excitedly as Ryu helped him tie the drawstrings of his shorts around his waist. "And I want flowers. Lots of flowers. I don't want roses because they're too common. Maybe peonies or lilies. What do you think?"Ryu wanted to say they could use white orchids because they'd go well with Aito's platinum blonde hair but before he could answer, Aito shook his head. "No no, those are too common as well. I want something exotic you know.Kaito must know some since he's the one planning their wedding." His eyes lit up again. "I'll need to speak with him about clothes too. What colour do you think we should wear? Should we go with the classic black and white or should we do something different?"He looked at Ryu expectantly but before Ryu could speak, Aito gasped. "I know! Wha

“There are hidden chambers all around the castle.” Zedekiel informed him with a smile. “Let's win this and I'll show you each one.” Prince Ron grinned. “Deal!” He could already imagine all the things he would do hehe. The people he would sneak up on, all the juicy gossip he would hear, oh and the lovely pranks he would do together with their kids!“Just make sure I'm excluded from all that.” Zedekiel chuckled as he pulled Ron into the hidden chamber and it slid close, giving them the privacy they needed. Ron laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck as he realized Zedekiel had heard everything. But it didn't matter if his beloved heard his thoughts. This was his beloved! His husband! Also, his beloved could never be exempted from all that he would do with the hidden chambers. If his beloved didn't experience them, how would he enjoy it?Zedekiel, who had heard everything, just let out a helpless sigh. There was no escaping his little husband's pranks then. He even had a feel

Alaric stood in the courtyard, the air humming softly with magic as he chanted a spell to fortify the castle structure just in case the battle with Dareth happens close by. As Ron said, it would be the home where his nephews would grow up and he didn't want it getting destroyed in the fight. He was adding protective wards to the pillars when he sensed Talon approaching. “Not now, Talon” he warned as he turned sharply, eyes narrowing. What did the stupid chicken want anyway? Wasn't he being clear enough by ignoring him?But Talon obviously didn’t listen to him. He continued to approach so Alaric decided to ignore him and focus on the protection wards. He muttered the final words of the incantation and when the last sigil sealed with a shimmer of blue light, he quickly chanted his vanishing spell. Talon, who had already anticipated that, hurriedly jumped and hugged Alaric just as the spell took effect.The room warped and in an instant, they landed in a tangle on a large bed. For a fe

“You can reverse the spell now?” Zedekiel asked Ron. Ron nodded. “Yes. Strangely, it's all in here.” He tapped his temple. “It’s like she transferred her knowledge to me along with her powers. I just think about the spell and boom, it comes to me. It's just that we'll need some ingredients. If we can gather the ingredients and I perform the spell, every essence he stole will return to their owners or vanish if their owners are no more. He will no longer be invincible. We can stop him once and for all.”Queen Lillian watched her son with awe and pride. He was no longer the baby she used to hug tight and spoil rotten. He was now a responsible son, Queen, and parent who was ready to protect his family and all that he loves at any cost. She sighed. When did he grow so much? The Queen Mother thought the same thing. The Ron she knew months ago just wanted to laze around and eat as much goldenberries as he could find. Most of all, he just wanted her son's affections which he got but now,

A deep, heartfelt chuckle escaped the Elf King as he felt the tug on his hair next. “Well someone’s full of energy.”“This one seems more like me.” Ron said proudly from beside him. “I think his name should start with the letter R.” Zedekiel chuckled. “We'll discuss that too.” Porsha came forward next, carrying the third-born and Zedekiel tried to return the second-born to Queen Lillian but the little one refused to let go. He stuck to Zedekiel like a leech, his tiny fingers gripping Zedekiel’s robes with surprising strength. For a newborn Elf/witch/spirit, his hold was incredible.With a helpless smile, Zedekiel just ruffled his soft silver curls and let him be. He turned to the next baby. The third child had soft silver hair and half-lidded green eyes, his tiny chest rising and falling slowly. He was already asleep, looking impossibly peaceful. Zedekiel brushed a lock of silver hair from the baby’s face, his heart swelling with love and pride. He looked around—at his children, hi

Zedekiel let himself be led forward by his little husband to meet four tiny bundles lying in the arms of the Queen Mother, Queen Lillian, Porsha, and Mariel, each gazing up at Zedekiel curiously. Zedekiel's breath caught in his throat and he paused just before them, gazing at them with awe. He suddenly didn't know what to do or say. He raised a hand, but quickly put it down, realizing he didn't even know how to hold a baby. His lips parted but they quickly snapped shut for he felt saying just ‘hello’ to their kids would not suffice. Everyone watching couldn't help but laugh. Their King looked so funny. It was as if he was in front of a different kind of species all together and not his own children. Two pairs of violet eyes and two pairs of shimmering green stared back at him, waiting for him to say or do something and he started to sweat. Why was this so hard?“Come on, touch them,” Ron urged, his emerald eyes bright with excitement. “They won’t bite.” He grinned and tugged Zedeki

His chest swelled with satisfaction. Hehehe. This meant the attitude came from Zedekiel, not him. From that cool, collected expression, it was obvious the child was going to be quite the handful. And since he looked exactly like Zedekiel, everyone would blame his father, not him. He absolutely loved the way things turned out. Turning toward his mother, Ron smiled sweetly. “Mother, I must have been a very gentle child, right? I’m sure I never gave you or Father any trouble when I was little. I must have been adorable, respectful, and very sweet.”Queen Lillian laughed nervously, a bead of sweat forming at her temple as memories of a much younger Ron darting through the castle halls as maids ran after him came flooding back. “W-Well, you were adorable and sweet, that’s true,” she said delicately, “but… let’s just say you were also quite an energetic child.”Prince Ron’s grin brightened, chest puffing out with pride. “You hear that, everyone? I was an energetic child!”The words echoed