Recent content by Novelly Skyefyre

Holy.. hell. o.O

Getting in trouble already, are we Dirty? ;)

"Heh." The sound escaped effortlessly from closed lips, while her head fell in a downcasted state. "I know." Again her attention shifted toward the dirt beneath their feet, to the side of his countenance. The corners of her lips pulled upward: humored, and content. "It's just that.. No one...

Lashes fluttered to a close, and her attention drifted toward the caressing hand. Relief would be an understatement to whatever emotion brewed inside; what she felt was a complete euphoric rush. It was a sad moment when his fingertips escaped the reach of her flesh. Her eyes drank in the...

Pinpricks tickled the back of her neck, reaching down and assaulting the entire length of her spinal column. Hungry eyes watched her, she knew, and pools of sapphire shifted to return the gaze. He never gave up, did he? Limbs tucked 'neath the curve of her breasts, watching idly as this...

Fate indeed had a sense of humor, one so strong as to allow this man to strike this woman. She could've moved or grabbed his arm, yes, but choose instead to let his flesh strike at her. Would it make him feel any different if for a moment he thought himself strong enough to cause her pain...

Switch servers, then.

"And I wonder, Darren, if people like me did not exist... would there be a need for you at all?" One brow rose with her question. It was a good one, at least. Would the likes of him be needed if there were no monsters skulking in the darkness...watching, waiting? Her lips curled, yet again...

Don't hate. You play it too.

LOL! WoWspeak. Sup.

"What are you doing, old man?" Voluptuous lips stained red spoke such taunting words ever marred by the sweetness of honey, which concealed the underlying taint of venom. Ever since his outrageous claim that she was his brother's downfall, she's made it a point to appear and remind him of the...

Novelly's lashes fluttered; Darren grew silent and the name that she spat from her lips hadn't produced the creature to which it were connected. She could breathe, for once, without the promise of some ill-fated torment. Her head inclines and rolls in the direction Blaise had been standing...

Yes, they did share a similar past, didn't they? It was always the unattainable ones that were lusted after. Wars were fought in their name, blades cast down in hopes their favor would be given to the one that shed the most blood. These two women were the prime examples of why kingdoms and...

Hesitation clearly spread along her features when the hand extended toward her. Those eyes, now riddled with a crimson ring, stared upon the outstretched hand. Everytime she'd move toward it, something would freeze her muscles and she'd return to her previous position. Novelly was selfish...

Hope.. A wonderful idea, but it's just that. An idea. A figment of some man's illusions so that the weak had something to cling to. The hope of deserving something better. Humor was the only emotion beginning to crawl along her features. It manifested 'pon darkening lips; the gleam...