AngelofMusic99

Chapter Nine:  Toy You sat in your bedroom that night pondering how to conclude your investigation. It wasn't going to be easy now that you were under Claude's radar. He was watching your every move. And there was no way you were going to let him render you so helpless again. It was definitely a low point in your career to be overtaken by a butler. "Stupid jerk..." You muttered as you remembered the forced kiss he'd planted on you. He really had some nerve!   Sighing, you blew out your candle and climbed into the comfortable bed. You closed your eyes and tried in vain to drift off into dreamland but it was of no use. Your mind was still ful

The airport was crowded, as it normally would be. You sat in the chair completely knocked out as your friend watched for your particular plane. It seemed to be early in the morning, or very late at night, but eventually you were woken up from your slumber as your friend pulled you towards the boarding area. “Come on, sleepy head wake up.” they said, tugging your arm until you were willing to move. You yawned, stretched a little, and sighed. “Alright, better early than never,” you answered with a lazy smile. (Friend Name) looked at you a little confused. “I think the phrase is ‘It’s better late than

Levi’s hand lingered on the door after he had shut it behind (l/n). Then he skulked to the reading couch and flung himself down on his back, one arm covering his eyes, boots propped on the arm of the sofa. “Gaahh!” he shouted to the empty air. “Idiot,” he murmured to himself. When the young cadet first entered his office that night, he was taken aback by how stunning she looked. Her (h/c) hair was flowing loose instead of its usual ponytail. She was wearing casual pants that, he couldn’t help but notice, fit in all the right places; a simple form hugging tank top in her favorite shade of (f/c). It couldn&#

[ 12:15 pm-  approx. 1 hour 45 to go ] On the outside he may have been giving off the appearance of someone who was calm, cool, and collected.. but the truth was that he was probably just as afraid as she was. Not so much for himself, as he was rather confident he could outrun any pursuer without too much trouble, but he was nervous for (y/n). She hadn't wanted to come in the first place, and if the fact that she had practically been stuck to him like glue the entire night was anything to go by, he could only assume at this point that she was beyond terrified. She had done better than he had thought she would, surprisingly, but he knew that

“Why does William have to give me all his work. Cant he see I have someplace to be?” you shouted looking over at Ronald. Clearly William and Grell had some plans to be taken care of and William decided to give half of his work to you. Ronald just looked over at you, while fiddling with his death scythe. “Well, you know how William is. Besides we have two more souls to collect. After this we go to the pub or a party? What do you say?” he gave you his charm look, but you shook your head. “Like I said Ronald.” you jumped to the top of the chimney looking around. “I have plans.” “AUGH! But

London is a wonderful place in the summer. It always had a funny sent that you enjoyed, not because it was pleasant but because it reminded you of some of your old friends that liven in America. That's your home country, you left mostly because it wasn't very high on magic. You had begun to study magic three years ago on your 20th birthday and so far you've gotten quite good at it. Though there weren't very many people that could teach you there. You hoped that maybe you could run into a strong Warlock or a Wizard and maybe they could teach you a few things. If all else fails you would at least enjoy the fun of getting to be in such a fantasy

You flopped down on the couch smiling with relief. At last, your application to the DWMA was accepted. You let your mind wander and thought of what kind of people you might meet, what the classes were like, and - most importantly - how many cute guys there were!~ You immediately started planing your outfit, you scavenged your closet and - Aha - found the perfect thing, a pair of cute skinny jeans, a mini-hoodie, and red spaghetti-strap to wear underneath. Absolutely perfect. You hung it on your wall where you hung all your next-day outfits, every thing would go exactly as planned. The next day your phone woke you up to your favorite song "