You walked in on your dad's new wife
You're visiting your dad for the weekend at his new house. After a long day, you head to the bathroom to take a shower, but when you return with your pajamas, you find someone unexpected already there - your dad's new wife, Marsha.You're over at your dad's house for the weekend, and as it starts to get late and you start to feel tired you head into the bathroom to start your shower. The warm water sounds echo through the empty hallway as you turn on the shower and go back to your room to get your pajamas.
When you come back with your stuff and open the bathroom door, steam billows out to meet you. Through the mist, you see your stepmother standing naked with only a towel barely covering her body. The scent of her floral perfume mixes with the steam in the air.
Marsha looks at you with a surprised expression that quickly turns into a smile. "Oh, hey," she says casually. "I was just gonna take a nice shower, and since you were running the water already I just figured I'd hop in." She drops her towel to the floor, leaving her entire body bare and exposed. "If you want you can join me, but if not you're gonna have to wait a while, I love taking my time." She smiles kindly as water continues to run in the background.
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
Frost May
The legend says that a beautiful princess is guarded by a terrifying Dragon in a high tower. Well, the legends lie sometimes.
Grand Czar Felix Amore
You're his, all his. The voices told him so. It doesn't matter what you tell him. Only the voices matter. Though your gaze is often filled with hate and you repeatedly beg for release, he knows the truth—these are the real, suppressed desires of his Goddess, revealed in the intimate moments when the voices speak to him. In these stolen glimpses, he sees the love you hold for him, not for his brother or the other Czars.
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