The Cavern of Secrets holds much more than you can imagine. Once a forbidden place, the ban on entrance has been released...yet, is it a good idea to enter?
Once a great battle had been fought in this cavern, against a dark beast that had once - and still might - dwell here. No one knows where he disappeared to, but there are rumours...
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Posted on October 23, 2012 at 00:16:59 AM by a x e l ;;
 The maned wolf snarled as the enchantress let her spell weave from the tips of her tongue to the skin in the fox look-a-like’s eardrums, staining them black with turmoil. He despised the sound of her honeyed voice… hated the rise and fall of each syllable, which, by now, he could point out just where in the sentence this would occur. Well, well, well. Look what we have here… a lady’s man stalking an innocent little girl? My, my, my, I’m quite surprised, Axel. I thought you would you’re your true colors AGES ago, baby. She had drawn the line a few days back when he had left her sitting by her lonesome self. And now, she was daring to stick a claw over it. Possessive and territorial, the kalak snarled from behind her scruff and let his teeth sink into her feminine skin, piercing it ever-so-slightly. But it was a slow process as well, so he let the blood seep onto his pink muscle as soon as it came, and then he secured his grip upon her again. If any wolf were to come into the conversation now, they would believe Axel to be a rapist, taking down yet another victim. In a way, this was true… then again… this one deserved the deed. If you’re surprised, dear… you should take a look in the mirror at that innocent little girl you believe yourself to be… you’re not much better than I. Her perfume was becoming far too musky for him by now… alas, he ignored it for a long while, allowing it to seep into his own cologne, soiling it with its impurities. Like sea salt in a wound, her next words were revolting. That was the point you fool. I wanted you to come, because this is the perfect place to have some fun. Axel let another growl rip through his vocal chords, this one drifting right into her left audette, most likely very loud… enough to make one want to cover their delicate domes and run… however… this one was no coward, and Axe knew that. He despised her. He seemed to have no effect on her. None at all. Alas, you are the fool… Honey, I don’t want anything from you… except for you to play with me. Humor me, hun. His teeth grazed her larynx, a dangerous mix of sweat and libido all mashed into one extraordinary adrenaline-filled moment. Has it dawned on you, perhaps? That you are the only one worthy of playing a game fair and square? All the others I would have left without a touch of a relishing name. But you, dear, DARLING Nix… He spat the title out, knowing that the snippet of fur she had stolen from his white jugular had pulled a speckle of blood with it and venom now was on his tongue as he thrashed her dial to the side once again, although it was a bit... “tender” for the gruesome vampire… he did not throw her around as he had once before. You are the doll I can’t put down. Axel knew the truth behind porcelain figurines. He knew that sometimes, they came back to haunt the children who had abandoned them… and that is why she, of all creatures, would always regret throwing him away into the misfit toys section of wally-world. But now… with a new plan in mind… he began to fall back into the gentleman yet again. You have only to speak an answer. Hardly a game… but it will become more interesting in time. This was something… something Axel never did. He never made any ties with a femme. Never tangled his thread of fate with anyone else’s… but it would seem that inevitability had a change of plans for this particular one. He let go of her, kissing the back of her neck where he had dug his incisors into her delicate skin. Belong to me, my Queen. It was… a game. A lie. And she should know that. I do not want you. But you are necessary. I do not like you. But you are the only one that can keep up. I do not wish to have you. You can win this game if you kill me after I have grabbed that title of ruler for you and I. You will win even if you do not, as I will sire no pups from your loins. And I will win as well. I will not be bothered by heat-washed femmes with a Queen standing beside me. I will not have to deal with your committing a Cesar-like murder without my knowing… His suggestion… was only accurate if he won the fight within the next moon. He would, though. A Queen she would be… and he would not touch her. Not at all. This game… was becoming a game of the reaper. word count: 835 |
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- Baby, I Was Born Ready - By Nix October 23, 2012 at 02:38:25 AM
S C R E A M - By a x e l ;; October 25, 2012 at 01:47:51 AM
Baby, I Was Born Ready - By Nix October 25, 2012 at 02:36:51 AM
S C R E A M - By a x e l ;; October 25, 2012 at 03:06:05 AM
Baby, I Was Born Ready (I tried my best..) - By Nix October 25, 2012 at 03:16:23 AM
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