Starting From The Bottom Novels & Stories

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this is going to get fun. ~~~

"Please remember your position." His footsteps halted abruptly. "Starting tonight, I'm giving up my elder family's surname." I looked around at the elders who had treated me as a pawn. "I'm becoming a free wolf with no pack affiliation." The elders exchanged uncertain glances, clearly not expecting this move. Rage blazed in Damon's eyes. "You've lost your mind! Wolves without packs don't end well!" "That's my business." He stared at me for a long moment before finally turning to leave. Before he walked away, he threw down a leather pouch and a property deed.

Always eye level. “Day 57,” Adrian said. 70 BPM. “We sleep in. No alarm. No court. No 3:01 PM. We make pancakes. Chocolate chip. Susan rule. We go to the beach. We build a sandcastle. And we don’t look over our shoulders. Because there’s nothing behind us. Anymore.” “Day 100,” Adrian continued. “You start first grade. Ivy and Isla start saying sentences. Bear gets a medal. For T-Rex. I go to work. 9 AM. I come home. 3 PM. Every day. No ‘eventually.’”

And I withdraw my thumb and reach for a condom. She blinks up at me. Wanting. Ready. “Don’t move,” I murmur, and shift between her legs, parting them with my knee. I pull her up onto my lap so she’s sitting astride me facing the wall. My dick snuggles in the line between her buttocks. One day... “We’re going to do this from behind,” I murmur. Her head whips around to me, her eyebrows raised in alarm.

Signal the guards. And walk straight into the alley.

Somehow, it feels right. They stop just above my pelvis, not going beyond my belly button, before shifting down again to my thighs and along my legs. A small pinch of disappointment registers, and I frown slightly, confused by it. Zanthe huffs in my mind, rolling back onto her stomach and grumbling about something I don’t quite catch. They continue down my legs to my feet, and I wriggle slightly as they wash the bottoms of them. Max lets out a soft, amused chuckle.

Those who would try to sail here would be discouraged and see nothing but a barren heavily iced land. Now that the wards were in place, it was time to make us a home. Calling the earth spirit again, every grain of sand, volcanic ash swirled around me. Calling forth a pure white feather and flinging it towards Michael, Adrian, Celestria, Ramses, and Nefertari and finally myself. The feather drew blood from each of us. Mixing it with elements of the earth, I slammed it all into the ground. The ground shook violently. The earth opened, lava shot up into the sky. But didn’t come down it was sliding down slowly the wind acting as a mold. A massive fortress was taking shape.

The night breeze was cool, carrying the faint fragrance of flowers, and I felt myself relax. Just as I closed my eyes to enjoy the peace, a familiar voice suddenly called out, “Tess.” I turned my head. Standing under the warm glow of the lights was James. His expression was complicated. “Tess, I know I was wrong before.” His voice was low and heavy.