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Deep within the dense forests of south-east Norway... There's a man who bonded with the wildlife... Morning light illuminated the vast woodlands, the tree branches rustled in the gentleness of the wind, as small golden-brown colored leaves fall, one by one, rocked back and forth by the autumn breeze. A young man patrolled the woods, as his unemotional dark-blue eyes gazed around the forestiere surroundings. He is known by the civilians in the nearby village as Lukas Bondevik. He is in charge of protecting the wildlife that thrives within the timberland. And, of course, he has formed a perpetual bond with the animals. One in particular...

  He did not care even to notice he wasn’t alone until he reached the shore of the large town, a flintlock pistol resting in loose fingers, the grip easy and his expression calm enough that one could easily assume he had no fears about his place on the beach that night. The entire place was deserted at first sight, the people of the town assuredly sound asleep in their beds; the sea remained at low tide, exposing much of the coastline itself. If he glanced behind himself he could still catch sight of his ship resting on the waters quite a distance away, although near enough that he didn’t feel, thank God, abandoned. Drawing a tre

There are a bunch of swears here, so if you don't like swearing I wouldn't recommend it. "Try and take my lunch money again you little bitch! I dare your ass to!" You yelled as you kicked the guy who had stolen your money. You slammed him to the ground and kicked him in the stomach. "I bet you want me to starve to death so I can stop kicking your ass!" Quite a feat since you were like 5 inches shorter than him and way lighter. Matthieu watched from a distance in admiration. Damn, this tiny little thing beat up a guy three times bigger than her. "Do you want me to stop? Huh? Bitch say something or I'm gonna keep going!" You yelled with anot

Deception Disgrace Evil as plain as the scar on his face    -Reader's POV-    I watch with a broken heart as I see the love of my life walk away with his once proud head up high now hanging low as leaves through the door. While I, on the other hand cannot do anything but bawl my eyes out as I was kept restrained by my parents from running after him in the rain. I was suddenly filled with rage and loneliness. "No (name)! We don't want you following after him! You're staying right here!" your father bellowed as he kept a strong hold on you. Your mother was trying to stop your tears from flowing, but you just couldn't. You were terribly an

Crowded hallways of an average high school can hide the most obvious of actions. From teenagers making out against lockers to footballs being thrown above the heads of passing students. But to certain people,they are quite hard to ignore. (Name) passed by with the crowd, the noise of people eating away at her brain as her headache was only getting worse.She was on her way to the nurses office to get some medicine before going to her next class. Cry's of pleas could be heard from a distance which caught her by surprise.(Name)'s head perked up from its hanging position and scanned the area past the students.The cries echoed once again but this

"Stop it, Toris! That tickles!" "No! You're being punished!" Lithuania tickled you until you couldn't breathe, and it was your 'punishment' for tripping him. You were laughing on the floor, trying to get him off of you. You were able to move after a little while, and that's when you tickled him. Now, you were on top of him, 'punishing' him. "Stop, ___!" "No way! You're just getting what you deserve!" You tickled him harder, and he could barely speak. Russia slowly and quietly walked up and stopped. He just stared at the two of you with a look of disappointment. The both of you were up on your feet within seconds. "Oh Toris…tsk ts

 After a long day, you’re happy to be back in your suite.   You stretch out your arms as you relax on your canopy bed, curled up with your favorite book.  Your crown was placed on the stand next to your bed, and your scepter was leaning against it.  Your shoes were right next to your bed, freeing your aching feet, and your hair was undone and draped loosely against your face and shoulders.  What more, your dress was hanging in the closet and you were in your favorite night gown.  The only royal attire you had left on you was your diamond necklace which you refused to remove. Look at you; only the young age of 16 and already you’

 “_________.” “…” “_________!” “…” “__________!!!” “What?” Al was at his wits end with this girl.  The girl was _________, a chick he captured from the Axis.  She’d be their prisoner until at least the end of the war, but he was starting to wonder if it was a good idea to capture her.  He was hoping to have an obedient little servant girl, but instead he got a loudmouthed slacker. “You were supposed to be cleaning this place while I was gone!” Al yelled. “Why should I have to listen to you?” said _________, who was loung