Angel Wore Blue: Chapter 3
Angel was a bitch. You heard me. She was a god damn fuckin' bitch. ...Bitches were always my kryptonite. My weekend stay turned into a small vacation, thanks to that bitch. After two days of hanging around that town that time...
Hail to the King: Tybalt
The dark, deep depths of space, cold and silent stretched endlessly on, an ocean with no end. While the stars that littered the infinite horizon made for a sight to behold to the venturous spirit, the crew aboard the _Grimsbane _knew no such...
Angel Wore Blue: Chapter 4
I know what you're thinking, and you just fucking stop there. This isn't a love story, and there are no such things as heroes. So fuck you. After that night at the inn, Angel and I agreed that our friendship was based on no judgement, and...