Piper X Novels & Stories

Piper sang, "you are up so early it's 5:30 am. Hazel stared. "Piper. It's barely dawn." "Mhmm. Best time for walks." Piper breezed past her into the room like she owned it. "Are you training again today? With Caden?" "Yes, and wait, why are you here with .... Is that food?" "Nope... Fruits. And water."Piper held up the basket like a peace offering. "For you. Post training recovery. Very important. I read it in a healer's text."

It was incredibly embarrassing for a woman of her age to still have her bedroom littered with her teenage self! Piper stood looking in the mirror - her hair was still a deep auburn that fell past her shoulders. Her eyes were a deep shade of blue and her skin was still as pale as the day she was born. In her eyes, she had always looked unremarkable, but people always commented on how beautiful she was. At a size 16 and 5ft, 9 Piper was what you would politely call curvaceous - at least that's what she had been told by her lovers in the past. Well if you could count only 2 men as lovers. She had even been likened to a younger Christina Hendricks on more than one occasion. If only!

The skulls were arranged in rows. It was exactly like her dream. "Come on, are you scared of these skulls?' Piper laughed at her as she notice her flinch. "Come on! There is nothing to be scared of" Piper walked to one of the skulls and started laughing. "Piper! What are you doing?" Willow's eyes bulged. "Showing you that these are just decorations!" She laughed and picked one of the skulls and kissed it. *.*. TBC

If her pain is the result of taking those herbs, Xander has just handed me one more reason to kill him. “How long does it stay at that level?” “It varies,” Piper replies softly. “Anywhere between 10 and 50 minutes. I will get a break, but then it will start again.” “Why haven’t you called for help?” I demand to know. “I-I don’t have a phone. And it hurts too badly to scream out for help. I tried the first couple of times, but I could hardly move and the words just wouldn’t come out.” I pull Piper closer to me and rub her arm soothingly. “Why didn’t you tell me any of this earlier, Little Pea?”

A month ago in New York, Piper was derailed after Sebastian’s refusal to let her parents see their daughter. She did not even know the girl’s name or where Rush’s father lived. The last time she met Sebastian’s father was at the hospital and she was too eager to return to Ezrah to care. Piper walked into a bar and began ordering drinks. By the time she was done, her legs felt like jelly, and she fell by the wayside before the cab she ordered could arrive.

She looked like she'd come out of a Vogue fashion ad. Piper, on the other hand, was only five foot four and too curvy to look good in most off-the-rack outfits. Her hair was that boring color somewhere between brown and blonde, and her eyes were a light, almost washed-out blue. The only thing she really liked about herself was her face. It wasn't model caliber, but pretty enough if she put some makeup on. Not that she did that very often. When she was examining gems through her tools and viewing scopes, heavy makeup on her eyes posed a problem.