#@Queen Riley Rhys

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WIP Update 5.27.24--Holiday Treats Edition

Hi-de-ho, tumblrs! It is Memorial Day Weekend here in the US, and I am spending the beginnings of the last day  of a 3-day weekend posting WIPs for the first time in what seems like forever!

And I have a lot of WIPs for you today; however, half of them DO NOT HAVE WORDS. I’ll make that up to you by posting extra-long snippets of the ones that do. It’s gonna be a mixed bag, with the majority of these stories being ideas I am unsure popped in my brain or shot themselves out of my ass.

If you have ever read at least one of my WIP updates, you know the drill: all works are in very rough draft and a state of flux; published/posted works may vary. No promises on when anything will be posted, but everything is in an extremely active state of progress.

Everything is below the cut; please enjoy!

Rating is M for Mature because it's me

9 Days a Queen: Based upon the painting The Execution of Lady Jane Grey, and a crapton  of historical dramas, this is the story of the brief yet impactful reign of Queen Riley Brooks of Cordonia.

Object of Affection, Chapter 9: Hard Day’s Night: The Mermaids are on the comeback trail!

Untitled KTAW fic: The suitor from House Theron takes a meeting with the Duke of Ramsford.

The Real Housewives of Cordonia: Lorelei and Hana: The RHOC will be a once-in-awhile series that will focus on a pivotal moment in the lives of the mother/mother-in-law and daughter/daughter-in-law of the ladies of my favorite gang. Except they’re in Cordonia, Connecticut. Once completed, this will be my #HLAW submission.

Dolos: This fic is inspired by my absolute LOVE of Homeland, a now-defunct Showtime series. The subject matter may be triggering to some, so reader discretion is advised. FYI, Dolos is the Greek God of deception, craftiness, and treachery:

“Except one player is notably absent. King Liam of Cordonia,” the host replied.

The visitor slowly lowered his fork. “You have power players such as the United States, Britain, Canada, France … Cordonia will hardly be missed.”

“You’re either stupid or think I am,” the host retorted with the slightest edge to his tone. “Cordonia is in the middle of this maelstrom and trying to play neutral. Which they cannot.”

“You’re still not explaining why I am here with you.”

“King Liam is half Auvernese, his bride is Hidaran. He will have to enter the fray, and when he does, he will be on the wrong side of history. There is a … faction that is willing to ensure that doesn’t happen.”

“Terrorist cells are forming a dime a dozen. It would seem to me that they would jump for joy at a wealthy country financing the winners.”

The host pushed away his plate, his eyes staring into mirrored lenses. “There are no winners here. It’s a complete suicide mission whoever enters the fray; the death of the Supreme One illustrates that. The fact is Cordonia will back the aggressors, regardless of how they spin it, and they have the money and resources to ensure both wars continue for years.”

The visitor lifted his teacup. “And?”

“While this is quite the distraction, other wheels are already in motion that need to be addressed now. In order for that to happen, funding must be cut and diverted. Already, the first-world countries are scaling back. There cannot be a fallback to take their place.”

The visitor sat his cup down, and leaned forward, his elbows on the table. “What are you saying?”

“King Liam must be assassinated; the faction is offering $50 million US dollars to make it happen. Do you want the job?”

This Little Life (Versions Edit): Leo Rhys has died, and his wife and lover finally have the confrontation they’ve waited 20 years for:

We’ve spent the last two decades as an unassuming family living a quiet life in the town of Rury, located in Duchy Krona.  When we were looking for a place to live, I argued returning to my home country of America, but Rury was my husband’s mother’s birth town and seemed the perfect place to escape life in the royal limelight without changing continents.

Yet another compromise I made in the name of our relationship.

Leo spent the first half of our marriage fulfilling his motocross passions and rebuilding with his love, all while using me as a depository for his seed when things went sideways with the one who held his heart. I was essentially a single mother who had hit the child support lottery. I suggested several times we divorce; those were our worst arguments.

When Asher was three, my husband agreed we needed to settle down and focus on raising our family.

We purchased a large farmhouse that sits on the banks of Kingsman River. He used his savings to buy a local farm and construction equipment company that serviced all of Krona and Valtoria to save it from being sold to developers. With his charisma and leadership skills, he was the boss everyone wanted to work for.

I’m Vice-President of Commercial Acquisitions for Cordonia Commerce, the nation’s largest financial institution, a position I was promoted to five years ago. 

We were both active in our community: volunteering at local food banks, and participants in the Krona school system: book drives, bake sales, pestering neighbors and co-workers when it came to fundraisers, coaching soccer and track & field.

There were family dinners and vacations, Sunday feasts, road trips, and pizza nights.

We have four children: twin girls Hope and Joy, who are 19; our son Luca, 15; and our youngest, Asher, who is 13. I love each of them a little harder, hug them a little tighter, and kiss their cheeks a little more often, much to their embarrassment. But I can’t help it; all of them were conceived in drunken indifference, my husband pouring his every misery into my waiting womb after arguments and rejections from another.

It's been a good life, filled with care, respect, and friendship. Honestly, Leo was my best friend. But there was no romantic love, no passion.

Because all we had built together as friends and co-parents, he was supposed to have with his lover, not with me.

I fasten my robe more tightly around my waist as I traipse downstairs; in the living room, reserved for company only, I push apart curtains and twist open venetian blinds. I frown at what passes for dusting in Luca’s world before moving on past the family room where we binge television shows and celebrate holidays.

I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine.

Finally, I am in the kitchen, the heart of our home. Arguments, homework, meals, birthday celebrations … they all happen here.  I brew a single cup of the coffee my husband loved; it’s a dark roast from Comery Isle with hints of praline and coconut, which I douse liberally with sugar and cream.

Breakfast will be simple: slices of fried ham; tomatoes, eggs, and yesterday’s rice; yogurt; fruit. I begin pulling dishes and pans from cabinets, food from the refrigerator; my body is rigid, my movements almost robotic. I silently count eggs as I place them in mixing bowl.

Routine, routine, routine.

But suddenly, I can no longer do anything, and I feel the bowl of eggs slip from my hands; I hear it crash against the hardwood flooring.

Grief for so many things overwhelm me, and I slide down a cream-colored wall to the floor, my eyes flooded with tears.

I’m not ready to say goodbye.

Stormholt: Based upon Saltburn. That is all:

My orgasm erupts from the engorged head of my dick like creamy lava from a pornographic volcano. Ropes of seed spurt into the air only to splash back against my member and increasingly sticky hand. My hips thrust against air one last time, and I feel my body shudder.

If you knew Jesus, you wouldn’t be doing that!

Riley’s voice in my mind pushes the last vestiges of the sexual fantasy that awoken me away; with still- closed eyes, I try to calm my labored breathing.

My eyes open, and I study the intricate canopy above my four-poster bed while I lay still. There’s nothing on my agenda this morning except be rich, look good, and suntan: breakfast, workout, pool.

This is the life of the Lord of Stormholt Manor.

The semen and lube are beginning to congeal on my hand, and the tip of my cock feels gummy resting against my thigh. I sit up and shift to the side of the bed; I frown at the sight of sunrise coming through closed, sheer, crimson-colored curtains.

It’s the color of fresh blood.

With the slightest twinge of guilt, I stand and push the drapes open with my clean hand before lighting a cigarette. I stare out the window, seeing my friends and lovers below.  There’s Riley and the baby; Maxwell; Constantine. Regina is in the great room; she enjoys the view of the south gardens from the windows there.

My eyes fall on HIM; anger still roils my stomach at what he did to me.

Betrayal.

I turn away from them; I may or may not stop by to say hello. I begin heading into the bathroom, not bothering with the bed sheets; Gladys will change them. The house is quiet, but that’s to be expected. It’s only 7am; the day officially begins at Stormholt in exactly one hour.

I make short order of my morning’s hygiene; my outfit today will be robe and swim shorts. I’m fastening the sash on robe as I make my way down an immense, window-lined hallway that is in serious need of dusting.

Doors are half-open to bedrooms that currently sit unoccupied. I give cursory glances inside them: beds neatly made, light coatings of dust on furniture, bloody light leaking through closed curtains. Photographs sit on night tables and dresser tops, faces frozen in time. Their eyes look into nothingness, and their lips smile into emptiness.

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shows and the characters i will write! જ⁀➴

(this will be updated)

THE HUNGER GAMES

KATNISS EVERDEEN

PEETA MELLARK

FINNICK ODAIR

JOHANNA MASON

HAYMITCH ABERNATHY

LUCY GRAY BAIRD

(YOUNG) CORIOLANUS SNOW

THE LAST OF US

ELLIE WILLIAMS (female c or reader only)

JOEL MILLER

TOMMY MILLER

DINA

JESSE

ABBY ANDERSON

DEAD BOY DETECTIVES

EDWIN PAYNE (male c or reader only)

CHARLES ROWLAND

CRYSTAL PALACE

CAT KING (male c or reader only)

NIKO

YOU

JOE GOLDBERG

RHYS MONTROSE

LOVE QUINN

(more specific characters must be requested, see rules for requesting !!)

THE WALKING DEAD

RICK GRIMES

DARYL DIXON

NEGAN SMITH

GLENN RHEE

CARL GRIMES

MAGGIE RHEE

MICHONNE GRIMES

ROSITA ESPINOSA

(more specific characters must be requested, see rules for requesting !!)

STRANGER THINGS

STEVE HARRINGTON

NANCY WHEELER

JONATHAN BYERS

EDDIE MUNSON

BILLY HARGROVE

ROBIN BUCKLEY (female c or reader only)

JOYCE BYERS

JIM HOPPER

(more specific characters must be requested, see rules for requesting !!)

BRIDGERTON

COLIN BRIDGERTON

BENEDICT BRIDGERTON

ANTHONY BRIDGERTON

DAPHNE BRIDGERTON

PENELOPE FEATHERINGTON

SIMON BASSET

KATE SHARMA

(YOUNG) KING GEORGE

(YOUNG) QUEEN CHARLOTTE

(more specific characters must be requested, see rules for requesting !!)

UNTIL DAWN

SAMANTHA GIDDINGS (SAM)

MICHEAL MUNROE (MIKE)

ASHLEY BROWN (ASH)

CHRISTOPHER HARTLEY (CHRIS)

EMILY DAVIS (EM)

MATTHEW TAYLOR (MATT)

JESSICA RILEY (JESS)

JOSHUA WASHINGTON (JOSH)

SUITS

MIKE ROSS

HARVEY SPECTER

DONNA PAULSON

(more specific characters must be requested, see rules for requesting !!)

911 / 911 LONESTAR

BOBBY NASH

ATHENA GRANT

EVAN BUCKLEY

TOMMY KINARD

EDDIE DIAZ

HOWIE HAN (CHIM)

HENRIETTA WILSON (female c or reader only)

OWEN STRAND

TK STRAND (male c or reader only)

CARLOS REYES (male c or reader only)

JUDSON RYDER

TOMMY VEGA

GRACE RYDER

MARJAN MARWANI

PAUL STRICKLAND

MATEO CHAVEZ

(more specific characters must be requested, see rules for requesting !!)

ARCANE

JINX

VI

SILCO

VANDER

JAYCE

VIKTOR

CAITLYNN

EKKO

(more specific characters must be requested, see rules for requesting !!)

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OH MC Other Fics

🎭 Angst  |  🦚 Angsty Fluff  |  🛸 AU  |  ☁ Fluff  |  ♥ NSFW  |  📚 Series  |  📷 Edit  |  📱 TextFic  |  Ⓜ Mature

F!MC

A Bit Dark - @jerzwriter 🦚🏳‍🌈 Jess has noticed a bit of a change in Casey, and offers her support when she learns the reason why.

A Quick Study - @jerzwriter ☁🏳‍🌈 Casey's a little hangry during their late-night study session, but Jess isn't letting her off the hook. Feat. F!MC x F!OC

Any Other Day - @jerzwriter 🦚💘 Jessica's not a fan of Valentine's Day, and she's made that pretty clear, but now that the day's up on them, Casey realizes there's more to it than meets the eye.

Anti Valentine - @liaromancewriter ����💘 Cassie and Max commiserate each other on their most hated day. Feat. Ethan x F!MC

Beach Clean-up - @liaromancewriter 📷☁ Cassie is not happy about what she finds. Feat. OH Gang.

Before the Beginning - @trappedinfanfiction  ☁ 📱 Celia can’t sleep, and with nothing else to do, she contacts her brother.

Crossed Wires - @liaromancewriter 📱 Cassie finds out Max kept a secret from her.

Green-Eyed Girl - @liaromancewriter 📱 Random convo between Cassie and Max about family traits.

Finding a Path - @liaromancewriter 📱 Cassie is frustrated by the system and needs to vent. [1.8]

Freshly Squeezed - @jerzwriter ☁🏳‍🌈 Jordyn & Casey are upset that they're staying at a distant Air B&B, while attendings were put up in a posh hotel by the hospital.

Happy Birthday to the Valentine Twins - @liaromancewriter 📷 It's Cassie and Max's birthday and their mom shares a moment.

High - @liaromancewriter 📸 Cassie takes great pleasure in trolling Max after he and Sienna become official.

High Score - @jerzwriter 🦚🏳‍🌈 Casey and her girlfriend Jessica are eagerly looking forward to sharing lunch at "their" diner. One idiot nearly derails their plans, but the women won't let him win. TW: Mentions of homophobia including a slur

I've Got You - @jerzwriter ☁ Casey & Jess are taking a little break until there is a turn of events - then it's Jess to the rescue.

International Day of Women and Girls in Science - @storyofmychoices ☁ Celebrating three of the loveliest ladies: Olivia Hadley, Merida Rhys (@lilyoffandoms), and Casey MacTavish (@jerzwriter).

It Is Time - @snoopdogcone ☁ It's her first day at Edenbrook.

Like it's 1989… - @jerzwriter 📱 It's another Taylor Swift release, and that means it's time for Tobias and Jensen to suffer come up with a plan of survival. Feat. F!MC, M!MC

Lost and Found - @liaromancewriter 🦚 Cassie and Max celebrate their birthday under the Northern Lights and have a heart to heart about what’s happening in their lives.

Not a Valentine - @jerzwriter ☁ It's lunchtime for Casey & Jensen... and some annoying interns, too. Feat. F!MC, M!MC

Positive Reaction - @jerzwriter ☁🏳‍🌈 When the couple step out to celebrate Jessica's achievement, Casey gives her a gift that money could never buy. Feat. F!OC

Rocky - @jerzwriter ☁ Casey attempts to help Jensen after a rough day. Feat. Jensen (M!MC), Casey (F!MC), Bryce Lahela

Secret’s Out - @liaromancewriter ☁ When everyone at Edenbrook finds out Cassie’s identity, she realizes who her true friends her. Feat. Jackie Varma, Sienna Trinh.

Six Times - @jerzwriter 📚🏳‍🌈 [series] Casey knew what it felt like to have her heart broken, and so did Jessica. Love and all its notions had no place in their life right now... and then they met. F!MC x F!OC

Snuggling In - @jerzwriter ☁ Merida, Olivia, and Casey's weekend adventure is off to a rainy start, but they always manage to find their own sunshine.

Sweet Stuff - @jerzwriter ☁ Merida, Casey & Olivia spend the day at an amusement park, and one of them is quite amusing.

The Doctor Is Almost In - @liaromancewriter 📷 It's the week before intern year and Cassie explores her new home.

The Galentine’s Day Queens: A TRR / Open Heart Crossover - @bebepac ☁💘 Daniel takes Riley and their friends on a special night on the town as Galentines. Feat. F!MC

The Meeting [Open Heart/Bloodbound Crossover] - @ezekielbhandarivalleros and @aesthetic-aag 🛸

Jake and Ade have been online friends for a while now. Ade plans on day to come visit Jake in Toronto.

Trepidation - @jerzwriter 🦚 Casey and Jessica have both been in love before, and both have had their hearts broken. That's why they promised each other to take it slow. Feat. F!MC x F!OC

Twin Shenanigans: Java Edition - @liaromancewriter 📱 Cassie and Max get silly with each other on text, as per usual.

Twin Shenanigans: Pandas Edition - @liaromancewriter 📱 Max teases Cassie with her spirit animal. Bonus: Ethan teases her too! Feat. Ethan Ramsey

Twinsies - @liaromancewriter 📱 Cassie and Max celebrate National Twin Day.

Who’s The Cutest? - @potionsprefect 📱 The Clarke siblings have a disagreement.

Zodiac Fun - @liaromancewriter 📱 Cassie is all about love that's written in the stars.

M!MC

Friends with Rollerskates (Open Heart/Bloodbound Crossover) - @ezekielbhandarivalleros ☁ When nobody wants to play with Jake, Ade choses to Roller Skate with him when she herself has nobody to play with.

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SUBMIT OPEN HEART FICS & WRITERS HERE

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Queen Riley Rhys

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Prompt Character List......

 Denny Duquette

 Clark Kent

 Lincoln [The 100]

 Nyko [The 100]

 Marcus Kane [The 100]

 Kelly Severide

 Matt Casey

 {Ethan} Hawkins {I think that's his name}

 Jimmy Borelli

 Frank Castle

 Max [The Resident]

 Klaus Mikaelson

 Wade Wilson

 Kol Mikaelson

 Bill Cadogan [The 100]

 Elijah Mikaelson

 Russell Lightbourn [7th] [The 100]

 Finn Mikaelson

 Damon Salvatore

 Logan

 Matt Murdoch

 Shane Walsh

 Rick Grimes

 Eugene

 Paul {Jesus}

 Lex Luthor

 Negan Smith

 Aegon II {House of The Dragon}

 Robb Stark {Game of Thrones}

 Jon Snow {Game of Thrones}

 Aemond “One Eye” {House of The Dragon}

 Thoros of Myr {GOT

 Steve Rogers

 Bucky Barnes

 Thor Odinson

 Loki Laufeyson

 Pietro Maximoff

 Tony Stark

 Bruce Banner

 Winn Schott

 Jack Reacher

 Andy Barber

 Henry Delarue

 Henry 8th [Other Boleyn Girl-Tudors]

 Charles Brandon [Tudors] [Henry Cavil]

 Richard of Shrewsbury [The White Princess]

 Richard 3rd [The White Queen]

 Cesare Borgia [Borgias-2007]

 Henry [7th] [The White Princess]

 Philip Blake [The Governor]

 Reuben Palchuk

 Glenn Morrison

 Mason Lockwood

 Scott Lang

 Hope Van Dyne

 Joker [Suicide Squad]

 Harley Quinn [Suicide Squad]

 Miles Quaritch [Avatar]

 Nathanial Taylor [Terranova]

 Lucas Taylor [Terranova]

 Eddie Brock

 Eddie Brock with Venom

 Spiderman [Peter Parker] {Tom Holland]

 Hannibal Lecter [Hannibal]

 Frederick Chilton [Hannibal]

 Raoul De Chagny [Phantom of the Opera]

 Mathias Vogel [Tomb Raider 2018]

 Johann Struensee [Royal Affair]

 Ido Dyson [Alita Battle Angel]

 Geralt of Rivia {Henry Cavil} [The Witcher]

 Dusan [Downsized] {Christoph Waltz}

 Multiple Characters [From the Same Show]

 Qaletaqa Walker [Fear the Walking Dead]

 Travis [Fear the Walking Dead]

 Daryl Dixon

 Meryl Dixon

 Alexander Grayson [Dracula] {Jonathan Rhys-Meyers]

 Vlad Dracula [Dracula Untold] {Luke Evans}

 Deckard Shaw

 Owen Shaw

 Dominic Toretto

 Luke Hobbs

 Tormund Giantsbane

 Normand Nordstrom

 Dante Reyes

 Connor Slaughter

 Stephen Strange

 Erik Lehnsherr {Magneto}

 Gambit [Remy LeBeau] {Taylor Kitsch}

Kraven {Aaron Taylor-Johnson]

 Chon [Savages]

 Ben [savages]

 Ben and Chon [Savages]

 Miguel “Lado’ Arroyo [Savages]

 Haldir

 Elrond

 Thranduil

 Fili

Kili

 Thorin Oakenshield

 Miguel O'Hara

 Troy Otto

 Hector [Troy]

 Black Adam/Teth Adam

 Superman [Henry Cavil]

 August Walker [Mission Impossible? -6]

 The Collector [Guardians of The Galaxy]

 Yondu [Guardians of The Galaxy]

 Ronan [Guardians of The Galaxy]

 Carol Danvers [Marvels]

 Grant Ward [S.H.I.E.L.D.]

 Jim Shannon [Terra Nova]

 Director Mace [S.H.I.E.L.D.]

 Barry Allen [Flash TV]

 Arthur Curry

 Peter Quill {Star Lord}

 Owen Grady [Jurassic World]

 Ajax {Francis Freeman} [Deadpool]

 Zapan [Alita Battle Angel]

 Martouf [SG-1]

 Martouf/Lantash [SG-1]

 Ra [Stargate Movie]

 Zipacna [SG-1]

 Ba'al [Stargate-Multi Appearances]

 Carson Beckett [SG-A]

 Varro [SG-U]

 Wade Wilson {Alternate Universe}

 Judge Turpin [Sweeney Todd Demon Barber]

 Severus Snape

 Lucius Malfoy

 Sirius Black

 Voldemort

 Xerxes [300]

 Aaron Hotchner [BAU]

 Spencer Reid [BAU]

 Derek Morgan [BAU]

 Luke Alvarez [BAU]

 Emily Prentiss [BAU]

 Jake Riley [Containment]

 Ichabod Crane [Sleepy Hollow] {TV}

 Jack Daniels | Whiskey [Kingsman Golden Circle]

 Sam Winchester [Supernatural]

 Dean Winchester [Supernatural]

 Crowley [Supernatural]

 John Wick [John Wick]

 Joel Miller [Last of Us]

 Ned [Pushing Daisy's]

 Cleon {Empire-All Clones} [Foundation]

 Ethan Sawyer [Those Who Wish Me Dead]

 Rafael Barba [Law and Order SVU]

 Master Chief John-118 [Halo TV 2022]

 Christian Grey [50 Shades of Grey Movie Series]

 Tequila [Kingsman Golden Circle]

 Tom Chandler [Last Ship]

 Mike Slattery [Last Ship]

 Mills [65]

 Guy [Free Guy]

 Erik Green

 Phil Constantino

 Bill Kohler

 Asmodeus

 Stolas-Blitz

 Lucifer [Helluva Boss]

 Lucifer [Lucifer]

 Adam [Hazbin Hotel]

 The Ghoul [Fallout]

 Richard B. Riddick [Riddick]

 Kaulder [The Last Witch Hunter]

 Beauregard ‘Bo’ [House of Wax]

 Vincent ‘Vince’ [House of Wax]

 Sebastian Monroe [Revolution]

 Garret [Twilight]

 Emmett [Twilight]

 Carlisle [Twilight]

 Jasper [Twilight]

 Aro [Twilight]

 Caius [Twilight]

 Marcus [Twilight]

 Paul Lahote [Twilight]

 Jared Cameron [Twilight]

 Sam Uley [Twilight]

 Billy Black [Twilight]

 Charlie Swan [Twilight]

 Dimitri Belikov [Vampire Academy]

 Lucien [Underworld]

 Vasiliy Fet [The Strain]

 Gabriel Bolivar [The Strain]

 Cyrus Grissom [Con-Air]

 Sabas [Underworld]

 Braxton [The accountant]

 Griff [Baby Driver]

 Brad Bodnick [Wolf of Wall Street]

 Matt Rayburn [Wind River]

 Kandomere [Bright]

 Ransom Drysdale [Knives Out]

 John Proudstar [Gifted | X- Men] {Thunderbird}

 Warpath {John Proudstar's Brother}

 Kilgrave [Jessica Jones] [David Tenant]

 Johnny Storm [Fantastic 4] [Chris Evans]

 Miami Man [Bad Batch]

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literature muses.

daisy jones and the six.

billy dunne, lead singer of the six, twenty-thirties/forties, sam claflin, bisexual. camila alvarez/dunne, photographer, twenty-thirties/forties, camila morrone, bisexual. margaret/daisy jones, lead singer for the six, twenty-thirties/forties, riley keough, bisexual. eddie roundtree, guitarist/bassist for the six, twenty-thirties/forties, josh whitehouse, bisexual. graham dunne, guitarist for the six, twenty-thirties/forties, will harrison, bisexual. karen sirko, keyboardist for the six, twenty-thirties/forties, suki waterhouse, bisexual. simone jackson, disco queen, twenty-thirties/forties, nabiyah be, lesbian. warren rojas, drummer and stoner for the six, twenty-thirties/forties, sebastian chacon, bisexual.

malibu rising.

nina riva, nepo baby ( unfortunally ) eldest daughter of singer mick riva and mother june riva. love surfing and doesn’t like to be the center of attentions. loves her sliblings so much, she would do anything for them. twenty/thrity, victoria bronova, bisexual.

off campus / briar u.

allie hayes, drama queen of briar and college student, twenty, scarlet leithold, bisexual. brian crowes, hockey player of briar and college student, twenty, jacob elordi, bisexual. daisy abrahams, hockey player for the girl of briar and college student, twenty, benedetta porcaroli, bisexual. garrett graham, stars of the hockey team of briar and the bruins, twenty, froy gutierrez, bisexual. hannah wells, singer of briar and college student, twenty, diana silver, bisexual. ivana loveslange, influencer of briar and college student, twenty, sahar luna, straight, ship exclusive with. jake connelly, stars of the hockey team of harvard and the bruins, twenty, xavier serrano, bisexual. john logan, stars of the hockey team of briar and the bruins + garagist, twenty, drew starkey, bisexual. sabrina james, baby mama of jamie and law student at harvard and briar, twenty, cindy kimberly, bisexual. demi davis, twenty-one years old girl who loves to show confidence, nailea devora, bisexual. taylor marsh, twenty-one years old, loves educating children from hasting's elementary school, iskra lawrence, pansexual. conor edwards, surfer and hockey player from briar , twenty-two, neels visser, pansexual. summer heyward-di laurentis, sunshine who's living her best life at briar, twenty-one, kaley mcpherson .

twilight.

alice cullen, vampire who’s a little bit lunatic at times and psychic, nineteen in apparence but 186+, ashley moore, bisexual. rosalie hale, beauty queen who’s a little bit cold but is a cinamon, twenty in apparence but 73+, samantha logan, bisexual.

the seven husbands of evelyn hugo.

evelyn hugo, porto-rican godess who hated everything about herself so she build an image of perfections, actress, twenty/thirty/forty, ana de armas, lesbian ( closeted at the begining )

the secret circle.

diana meade, witchy woo and student, twenty, lea seydoux, bisexual.

the vampire diaries.

damon salvatore, brooding brother who’s obessessed with a evil vampire, +500 years, louis garell, bisexual.

after.

theresa lynn young, student and writer, eighteen years old girl who tries not to attact attentions but doesn't suceed, bisexual, olivia dejonge.

offside.

chase carter, twenty-two years, likes to pushes men against ice rinks when they says outrageous and bad things about women, straights, elmo o'dwyer. bailey james, twenty-one who got dumped on her birthday and hates her own college, so, likes to hang with the enemy, straight, marissa grace long.

the maze runner.

thomas, subject a2, the leader, greenie, chuck's older brother, runner from the glade, group a, impulsive at times, will do anything for his friends and people in general. seventeen-nineteen. bisexual. dylan o'brien. minho, subject a7, keeper of the runners, is thomas's and newt's sidekick, will do anything for his friends, people in general. bisexual, seventeen-nineteen, ki hong lee.

twisted games.

rhys larsen, thirty-one years, former military now a bodyguard, stoic broody and arrogant, is pretty good at his joband tries not to let it get too personal, straight, hakan adalı.

pjo.

piper mclean, piper is a demigod, meaning she is the offspring of a mortal and a god. her parentage is revealed later in the series: she is the daughter of Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of love and beauty. piper's father is Tristan McLean, a famous actor. seventeen-nineteen, bisexual, madison bailey. jason grace, jason is a demigod, born to the Roman god Jupiter ( the equivalent of the Greek god Zeus ) and a mortal woman named Beryl Grace. he was raised at Camp Jupiter, the Roman counterpart to Camp Half-Blood, where Greek demigods are trained. like his Greek counterpart Percy Jackson, Jason plays a crucial role in the events that unfold in the series., seventeen-nineteen, bisexual, rudy pankow.

[yourmajesty09]

"Duddey" Liam 🤤🤣

[ebony-bird]

Cordonia/Eurovision Headcanons:

- Cordonia has a weird win streak at Eurovision that most people can’t explain. They are just amazing.

- The first year they played it safe and sent Hana. She got on the piano, everyone cried and threw flowers at her and she won by a country mile.

- Second year Liam/Drake/Maxwell did their quartet. Everyone loved it. The grandmas cooed over Liam, the cougars eyed up Drake and the teens fangirled over Maxwell.

- Third year they sent Queen Riley. She announced her pregnancy on stage as the corgi’s ran around. Immediately everyone broke into applause and the win streak carried on.

- Fourth year Madeline and Olivia teamed up for a reluctant duet. This was the ‘controversial’ year for Cordonia as the two ended up constantly trying to one up one another, it did not seem planned. The sexual tension was insane. They won because most countries did not want to piss off two powerful ladies.

- Fifth year Maxwell went on his own and to this day the taping of that show is not available, they may or may not have had to rescue several live squids that were flopping across the swimming tank Maxwell brought with him, and it is possible that part of the arena was set on fire by some flame tricks that went awry. No one really knows what brought an end to Cordonia’s win streak and their disqualification that year but apparently it was epic.

[dcbbw]

Breach

This story is presented without commentary except to say any and all mistakes are mine.

Riley, Liam, Bastien, and Mara belong to Pixelberry. The children are mine.

Song Inspiration: Enemy, Imagine Dragons

Word Count: 3,466

The sumptuous yet simplistic bedroom was quiet and lit only by a bedside table lamp. A bare-chested King Liam Rys smiled affectionately at the infant with his features laying in his arms; Prince Theodore Edmund Antonius Rhys, nicknamed BB for Baby Boy by his parents and siblings, blinked sleepily in return as he continued to feed from the bottle his father held in one hand.

They sat in an antique wooden rocking chair that Riley had fed and rocked the twins in, and Liam’s mother Eleanor had rocked and fed him in. Indeed, legend had it that the chair dated back to the reign of Queen Kenna’s mother.

“My littlest Prince,” Liam murmured as he adjusted his arm to lift the child’s head nestled in the crook of his elbow. “I will defend you, your brothers, and your mother until the end of my days.” The King pulled his son closer to his skin. “I love you more than you could ever imagine.”

“Don’t let the twins hear you say that,” his wife and Queen warned in hushed tones as she entered their bedroom through the nursery’s connecting door. “They’ve become quite possessive over us since that little assassin arrived.”

“Our children are not assassins, Riley!” the King admonished.

“Oh, not all of them," she replied as she shrugged out of her robe, revealing Liam’s white silk pajama top paired with her lacy white underwear. “Just that one; the other two are ninjas.”

Liam chuckled softly as he gently pulled the nipple from his son’s mouth before placing a white cloth over his bare shoulder; he then carefully placed BB over his shoulder for the purpose of burping him. The King’s palm rubbed soothing circles against the baby’s back, alternating with soft pats.

Riley nodded towards the infant, her eyes lingering over him with a loving glance. “He tried to TAKE ME OUT, Liam and you know it!”  she countered as she began turning down the beddings on their shared bed.

Although the Queen could make light of the situation now, her second pregnancy had been quite problematic: Riley’s health and the viability of the pregnancy were in constant peril. Liam said prayers of Thanksgiving every morning and night that his family was complete, intact, and healthy.

Liam rose slowly, cautiously from the chair before pacing the room, body slightly swaying as he made his way to his wife.  The white silk pajama bottoms that matched the top his wife was wearing were slung low across his hips. “Francis and Jonathan are asleep?” he asked, referring to the three-year-old twins commonly known as Fric and Frac.

Riley had dropped the “k” from both nicknames to make them “more European”.

Francis, or Frac, was their firstborn, born at 11:58pm; Jonathan, known as Fric, followed three minutes later at 12:01am the following day.  

She shook her head in exasperation. “No! I left those two talking to each other in their secret, world-domination language. But they’ll fall asleep soon; it’s been a full day for them.”

Riley looked up at Liam, her eyes quickly searching his face before smiling and outstretching her arms for her youngest son; Liam tenderly transferred the infant from his arms into hers. Pressing a kiss to the baby’s forehead, she cooed, “There’s my little Theodore! If I had known you were coming, I would’ve named the first two Alvin and Simon.”

The baby gurgled as she settled him on her shoulder, softly slapping his upper back. She smiled softly at feeling tiny fingers dig into the silk fabric and little legs kicking harmlessly against her. Both she and Liam laughed when their child loudly belched.

“How much did you feed him?” Riley demanded through her chuckles.

Liam jerked a thumb towards the empty bottle on the Queen’s dressing table. “The entire six ounces. He has a good appetite.”

“He’s greedy, like his daddy,” Riley responded.

“You think I’m greedy?” Liam teased, palm splayed against his chest in mock surprise.

“Who said you were his father?” she replied as her fingers experimentally felt along the 4-month-old’s bottom. “Has he been changed?” she questioned.

Liam nodded. “Right before the feeding.”

“Good,” she responded approvingly as she bent over an oversized, Wedgewood blue wooden cradle. “Grab the baby monitors and I’ll meet you in the kitchen? Gonna lay this big boy down.”

Each evening, after the twins were supposedly asleep and Liam had given BB his nightly feeding, the couple spent alone time: Evenings filled with inside jokes, bickering, briefings, updates, and random conversation. Happenstance determined where the evenings were spent: There had been terrace talks with sparkling cider for Riley and cigars for Liam; massages in bed for Riley and promises of IOUs from her to return the favor; poring over agreements, budgets, and intel in the study.

It was their time, be it as husband and wife or King and Queen. All that mattered was that they were alone. Together.

Tonight was the kitchen because earlier Riley claimed a craving for vanilla ice cream.

When she entered the scullery with her thick coils brushed back and away from her face, and wearing the pajama top which put her long, lean legs on display, Liam’s eyes slowly traveled up his wife’s body.

She still stopped him in his tracks.

Riley stood in front of the kitchen island, looking askance at two bowls of ungarnished French vanilla ice cream before raising her eyes, filled with accusation, to meet Liam’s confused expression. Rolling her eyes, she turned on her heel, marching towards the kitchen cupboards. The displeased Queen loudly set bottles of chocolate and caramel syrups in front of her bowl, along with a jar of crushed peanuts.

Liam cut his eyes at her movements. “Riley, you specifically stated vanilla ice cream.”

“KINKY vanilla,” she retorted while squeezing ribbons of chocolate over frozen, sweetened cream.

“That is not healthy,” Liam observed, somewhat heatedly. “You have our child to feed!”

“The ice cream is dairy, so that means calcium; the chocolate has magnesium; the caramel helps with the liver and anxiety, and the peanuts are protein,” the Queen glanced up at her husband with an arched eyebrow. “Any more objections?”

Liam shook his head in resignation, rummaging through the drawers for spoons.

Once the couple were settled at the island and Riley had checked the baby monitor screens for the umpteenth time, they dug their spoons into their snack. Riley was savoring her third spoonful when she glanced over, noticing the King was simply dragging his spoon over the tops of his ice cream scoops.

“Hey,” the Queen said softly. “You’ve been quiet all evening. What’s wrong?” she asked as she set her spoon in her bowl.

“Is it that obvious?” he asked with a wan smile, his gaze holding hers.

Riley shrugged. “To me.”

A pause before he answered. “The investigation concluded today, and the evidence is correct. Bastien Lykel is a member of the Via Imperii.” His tone held anger, worry, sorrow.

The Queen was unsurprised. “I never trusted him,” she stated in a tone that held the slightest trace of vindication.

“You forgave him his trespasses against you,” Liam argued as he lifted his spoon to his mouth.

“I compromised in an effort to save our marriage! You thought I was being overdramatic when I said separate bedrooms? Your defense of him after what that man did to me in service to his King? You’re both lucky I didn’t stomp mudholes in your asses.”

Riley was pouring more syrup over her ice cream when she abruptly stopped her movements, slowly setting the bottle on the table. Liam noticed; his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyebrow arched inquisitively.

“Love, what is it? What’s wrong?”

“In. Service. To. His. King,” Riley slowly repeated before slapping her palm against the countertop. “HIS KING!” she yelled, then looked around guiltily. She hoped the twins hadn’t heard her; they would come running into the kitchen and want ice cream.

She wasn’t sharing.

“Constantine didn’t put Bastien up to the scandal!”

Liam’s brow was furrowed as he slid his seat closer to Riley’s. “Both men admitted to it, what are you talking about?”

Riley rolled her eyes. “Like anyone can believe a word Bastien says anymore.”

A spoonful of frozen treat slid between her unpainted lips. “Think about it, Liam!” Riley spoke excitedly as she clutched his hand. “Neither your father nor Regina were ever members of Via! Neither of them wore the pin, one wasn’t among his possessions, and even Via said a Rys has never deigned to join their ranks.”

She eagerly scooped more ice cream sundae into her mouth before continuing. “WHO wanted Madeleine as Queen, even before your social season? Barthelemy and Godfrey, members of Via!

“WHO’S credit card was used?? PENELOPE’S!! Emmeline was seeking to rise in both rank and favor within Via, and no way was Penelope refusing mommy dearest.

“WHO hired Sons of Earth? Again, Barthelemy!”

Liam held up a finger; Riley fell silent to allow her husband to speak.

“There is no proof that either Barthelemy or the Duke of Karlington were ever members of Via Imperii,” he pointed out. “It’s all speculation, love.”

Riley waved her arms and hands around, wavy hair bouncing about her head. “SEMANTICS! They did Via’s bidding, didn’t they?”

“But … father confessed,” Liam interrupted quietly.

“He AGREED with what you said and spouted some malarkey about the monarchy needing a show of strength. The fact remains whomever you chose, you would both be a newbie King and Queen. So maybe Via had something on him and he took the fall? In any case, Bastien’s “King” here was Eirik, the King of Hidar, NOT Constantine!”

Liam stared at his wife for a few moments before dropping his gaze to his dessert-filled bowl; his fingers combed through his thick locks of dark hair. Riley reached over, pushing the bowl just of reach. “I may want that later, and don’t need your hairs in it,” she murmured in explanation. “You shed horribly, you know that.”

Liam did not know that.

Riley picked up the baby monitors, looking between the two screens: BB was asleep, and the twins were still talking, both children in Fric’s bed.  Their mother had both placed and left them each in their own bed.

She set the monitor down, then outstretched her hand. Liam took it, almost gratefully. “How are you feeling about everything?” she inquired.

Liam shook his head, a mixture of acceptance, denial, and helplessness. “I have no idea how I feel. Bastien has been a part of this family … my life since before I was even born! He … he … he helped raise Leo, me, Drake … and to find out he’s been part of the plan to dethrone the Rys line the entire time?”

His jaw clenched; his free hand fisted before harshly pounding the table. “What if he were instrumental in my assassination attempt? What if he was working with Anton and that’s why my guards didn’t arrive until after we had defeated him? They weren’t expecting to take anyone to jail … it was supposed to be US headed to the morgue!”

Riley made soothing noises while awkwardly trying to spoon ice cream into her mouth with her free hand. “Have you talked to him, Liam?”

Liam quickly shook his head. “I … have nothing to say to him at the moment.” His head lifted sharply, and his gaze fixed on Riley. “He knows every passageway, secret or not, in all of our properties. He has every password. Who knows who else is privy to this information?”

Hearing her husband’s words, Riley’s blood iced over; her stomach turned as she wondered, despite a fleet of guards, how safe were her children actually were. But she couldn’t let Liam sense her fear.

Instead, she cleared her throat. “Do Drake and Savannah know?”

Liam nodded morosely. “Drake spoke with him briefly; unsure what was said, but he left earlier this afternoon headed to Ramsford to speak with his sister.”

“And where is Bastien now?”

“Cells. He’ll be transported to Lythikos tomorrow, where he will join his cohorts Barthelemy and Anton.”

“Hmmmm,” Riley tapped an index finger against her lips. “We’re going to need to sweep the Palace, Valtoria, and Applewood for signs of infiltration. And run background and security checks on every guard Bastien personally hired. Get Rashad and his firm to help with that and ask for a discounted price.”

Liam nodded in agreement. “I have spoken to the very few guards I can trust, and …”

“Not Mara!” Riley interrupted as she pulled Liam’s dessert dish closer to her.

“What do you mean, ‘Not Mara’”? I hired her directly, and she is second in command. OF COURSE, Mara!”

Riley’s eyes were inspecting the scoops of melting ice cream, searching for tell-tale dark hairs; there were none. She began combining the ingredients of the two bowls while she spoke.

“You hired Mara for ME! From Day One, she has been MY guard. She has protected me, trained me, and I have STUCK with her. When you were snickering with Drake about how incompetent she was, when you told her she SUCKED at her job … Mara and I were a team. And I stand by my choice. I trust Mara with not only my life, but the lives of our children.”

“I have NEVER told Mara she sucked at her job! I don’t even use such language,” Liam shot back, his tone indignant.

Riley smirked. “I beg to differ with that, Your Majesty. Just this morning the word suck dominated your vocabulary.”

“THAT is reserved for YOU when we are having … relations!”

She offered her husband a spoonful of ice cream, which he accepted. “Look, Liam. You’ve been good to me. Raising my kids as if they were your own, letting me wear your clothes and Cordonia’s crown; you don’t pay rent, but your child support is up to date. I would do you a solid anytime, anywhere … but you chose Bastien even after I offered to make Mara the family guard, soooo … too bad, so sad.”

Liam’s expression was thoughtful as he verbalized an inner thought. “Maybe … just maybe he thought he was helping the Crown.”

Riley snorted in derision. “Without telling you?” She shook her head. “I’m sorry, my love. IF he was doing you a favor, protecting you … why didn’t he say so? Be like, ‘Hey guys, I’m going to be doing some shady shit but no worries … I’m being a mole for this faction trying to usurp the Crown and I’ll keep you updated on their movements.’ BUT HE DIDN’T!”

Liam shook his head in exasperated frustration as he pushed away from the island. “I want a sandwich.”

“You’re going to fix it?” Riley asked in amused disbelief.

“Yes, Riley, I am. I think I am capable of making a sandwich!” he snapped.

“Iffen you say so…” his wife responded doubtfully.

“While we’re on the topic of guards and security, I’m considering appointing the Duchess of Lythikos as Head of the King’s Guard,” he announced as he rummaged in the refrigerator for food.

Riley was slurping up the last of the ice cream. “You’re WHAT?” she choked out.

“Olivia will be Head of the Guard,” Liam repeated, pulling bread, sliced turkey, mayonnaise, and lettuce from the icebox and setting it on the counter.

“Why? What qualifications does she have?”

“I trust her, for one.”

“Trust and knowledge of daggers are NOT grounds to appoint Liv to head up the most important job in this country.”

Liam looked at his wife, puzzled. “I thought you would support the decision. The Duchess is our friend, your friend.”

Now it was Riley’s turn to look puzzled. “She is! But she has no formal training. At least Mara is expertly trained in hand-to-hand combat, jiu-jitsu, and a ton of other stuff I can’t spell or pronounce!”

“Lythikan blood is warrior blood, and Olivia was trained by her parents who were two of the best fighters in the duchy’s history.”

“Lythikans are bloodthirsty! And her parents trained her to take down the Crown over twenty years ago.  Say what you want, she needs to know more than how to hide a dagger.”

“She can handle one as well,” Liam pointed out.

“I’ve never seen it,” Riley said dismissively as she watched Liam attempt to make a sandwich.

What the hell is that man doing with the bread?

With a sigh, she rose from her seat to join her husband at the counter. “Move!” she hip-checked him out of the way. “You’re doing it wrong. Get me some tomato, onion, and jalapeno and slice them, please.”

Liam did as she requested.

The Queen slathered mayonnaise on the bread slices before sprinkling them with salt and pepper. Liam watched as she layered slices of meat, then onion, lettuce, tomato, and jalapeno on both pieces of bread before placing one side atop the other. Riley continued the conversation while plating the sandwich.

“This is the last I have to say on the subject:

“Strike 1:  Olivia was our security at the hospital when I was pregnant with Fric and Frac; remember the journalist sneaking into our personal room and taking unauthorized photos of us, which is why we now have private medical facilities on our properties?

“Strike 2: Olivia got herself captured during a stealth operation … trying to infiltrate Via while Bastien WATCHED instead of HELPING … which she told no one about because she wants to be all secret squirrel, and we had to go rescue her!

“Lastly, Olivia has a title for a reason! She is the SOLE ruler of the country’s oldest and third largest duchy; that’s more than a full-time job alone. Something’s going to suffer if you offer her that appointment: either her people or your life. So no, Olivia will NOT be your head of anything.”

“Are you advocating for MARA to get the job?”

“Oh, HELL NO! Mara is mine, ALL MINE! In fact, consider her snatched from any type of rotation; she is now Head of the Queen and Family security detail, and you are NOT included in that.”

She bit into the freshly made sandwich before waving it in front of Liam. “Did you want a sandwich too?”

Liam snatched the food from Riley’s hand, aggressively biting into bread and meat. She held his gaze before leaning in to kiss him softly on the lips. “Hey, let’s go to bed. Tensions are high, and we could both use a good night’s sleep. We’re going to be busy the next couple of days.”

“We are?” he inquired as he chewed more of the sandwich.

“Oh, yeah! WE and Mara are going to Lythikos, Portavira, and Hidar to get to the bottom of this Via shit and find out just what role Bastien played in it.”

Liam shook his head as he offered Riley another bite. “I’m not allowing you or the children to get involved, Riley.”

“Tough tit. We’re a team, and we’re already involved,” she replied while grabbing her husband’s hand to lead him to bed.

Liam didn’t budge. “I’ll allow you to accompany me and Drake to Lythikos, only on the provision that Regina and Gladys remain here to babysit the children, and Mara guards them. You will not be going anywhere else.”

His tone and expression were serious as he and Riley held gazes.

She opened her mouth to protest but was cut off by her husband. “No, Riley. That is the only offer on the table. Take it or leave it.”

“But …”

Liam bit into the snack. “No.” His voice was quiet but the tone firm.

Riley reached out for the sandwich. “Gimme my food,” she whined petulantly.

Liam held it aloft, out of her reach. “Be nice, and I’ll share. Maybe. It’s a really good sandwich.”

“I am going to bed! ALONE!” she threatened while continuing to tug on Liam’s hand.

“I want the twins to sleep with us tonight,” Liam said through a bite of sandwich as he followed his wife into their bedroom.

Ha paused in front of the alarm system’s keypad mounted on the sleeping chamber’s foyer wall, pressing in the code to arm the royal suite. Automatic locks slid quietly into keyholes, giving the monarchs a slight sense of both security and relief.

Riley nodded in agreement at his suggestion. She needed to feel her babies close to her, breathing in their sweet smells, and kissing chubby cheeks.  

The Queen plucked the sandwich from her husband’s hand as they walked through the room, stopping to tuck the infant’s blanket more securely about him before heading into the nursery.

“Your side, though. I don’t need toes in my nose when I wake up.”

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[alj4890]

All Through The Night

A Choices: The Royal Romance Dark AU fanfiction. 

A/N Other than my few Bloodbound shorts, I’ve never written anything with supernatural overtones before. After receiving requests to see Liam and Riley’s story if he was a vampire, this storyline was born. Since it is set in one of my favorite books from Pixelberry, I had to include as many of the main and supporting characters as I could. The following chapters will explain more where they and what our main characters are. Not going to lie, I am very anxious to step out of my comfort zone for this, but I’m also super excited to see how it goes. Along with The Royal Romance, I will be referencing and altering both The Crown and The Flame and The Royal Masquerade.

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Masterlist

Prologue

Once upon a time...

"Father!" Zenobia rushed down the stairwell. "Kenna is at the gates!"

King Luthor's frown deepened as he studied the places his troops had been destroyed. His hope to unite the five kingdoms and wipe off the abomination was for naught.

Kenna would not stop until he and his surviving offspring's heads were on pikes.

...until their blood filled the crystal goblets of the Dark Queen.

"What do we do?" His son, Diavolos, asked.

Luthor knew it was only himself Kenna wanted. After he had killed her mother, hoping to stop the monsters once and for all, Kenna would have her revenge.

If only he had known that she was a vampire...just like her mother.

"Listen carefully." His voice trembled at this possibly being the last time he was able to speak to his son and daughter. "A Nevarkis must always be ready to fight the creatures that prey on the weak and vulnerable."

"But..." Zenobia sniffed. "How? How can we possibly kill the unkillable?"

"She can be killed just like her mother before her." Luthor snapped. "Sunlight. A dagger to the heart. Cutting the head off." His features hardened with resolve. "Know that those are our true allies. Continue your training with daggers. Never stop being vigilant. Educate your children. And remember: where there's one vampire, many more lie in wait in the shadows."

Diavolos stepped forward and gripped his father's shoulder. "We will fight for you."

"No." Luthor corrected. "Fight for our people. The innocent. Fight for a chance to live without fear of monsters."

He cleared his throat. "If I should die--"

"Don't say that!" Zenobia screeched. "We'll be--"

"Kenna is coming for me." Luthor interrupted. "I know I must face the consequences of my actions."

"But--" Divalos lowered his head. "What are we to do?"

"Kill her." Luthor ordered. "Let your emotion be your strength." He took their hands. "And remember that a vampire is nature's evil incarnate. They will do whatever they want and kill anyone who they think is in their way." His voice turned to pleading. "Kill Kenna before she has a chance to kill you."

Zenobia nodded in a jerky manner. Diavolos swallowed with tears in his eyes.

"Good. Now prepare yourselves." Luthor pulled his sword from its sheath. "The devil herself is here."

*****************

Two years later...

Kenna cuddled her infant son, humming a lullaby.

Dom came in, a soft smile gracing his lips at the sight of his family.

"How are we this evening?" He asked, placing a kiss first on her lips then one on his son's forehead.

"A little fussy." Kenna explained. "But otherwise perfect."

"Good." Dom stretched then went to stoke the fire. "I will be going out later tonight."

Kenna's head jerked up. "Why? Are there more rumors?"

He nodded, a determined frown formed on his lips. "The Nevarkis brats refuse to let us live in peace." He moved to stand before the window that looked out toward the kingdom he had once lived in.

High in the mountains, the couple and those like them had found sanctuary. They built a kingdom, one of darkness and shadow that allowed them to live freely. He and Kenna were crowned the rulers, chosen by their people...those that were cursed as monsters.

"Si and I will be standing guard." He explained. "I will not risk you or our child."

"Dom..." Kenna pulled him close, capturing his lips in a long tender kiss. "This must end. I was foolish to let my need for revenge take over." Tears sparkled in her eyes. "Luthor might have left us alone if I had given him a chance."

Dom's face contorted into furious hatred. "A Nevarkis can never be trusted!" He gripped her waist, hands heating as he lost his temper. "He would have plunged a dagger into your heart the first chance he had."

"Dom." She said softly when he singed her clothes.

He wrenched his hands from her with a grimace. "I didn't burn you, did I?"

She shook her head. "I'm fine." She tried to lighten the mood. "Just a little overheated."

He took deep breaths to get himself under control. "Stay here where it is safe." His eyes searched hers. "Have you fed recently?"

"No, but I should be fine until you return." Kenna lifted a bottle with blood for their son. "I can call on one of the servants to help me if I need to."

"Promise me you won't go outside." He pleaded.

"Only if you promise to come back to me." She responded.

His lips quirked in that cocky smile she has always adored.

"Always, my queen." He kissed her once more, then slipped out the door to search out their enemies.

******************

Present Day New York...

"Cordonia...land of both beauty and mystery." Riley wrinkled her nose. "Boring."

"No, it isn't." Hana argued. "I think that is the perfect beginning."

"Look at the comments from our last video." Riley swiveled her laptop so her friend could see. "People love our walkthroughs and all but hate my narration."

"Well..." Hana's brow furrowed. "Maybe we should try to add more to it than just narration." She pulled out some sketches. "We could add some animation of the history before showing our footage of the country."

"That might work." Riley mumbled, tapping her pen against her notebook.

The two set to work planning their next project.

After years of trying, they had finally achieved their dream of traveling for a living. The two college friends had taken every class they could on how to make their hopes into a reality. With Riley's love of history and business and Hana's talent with art and fashion, the pair had created a successful travel channel that showcased rarely visited countries and cities around the world.

Hana took care of all the shopping and dining found at their chosen destinations. Her "day trips" were hailed as must see for anyone planning a vacation. Riley took over for what could be found at night. Myths and legends blended in with what could be discovered once the sun set. A place's nightlife was thoroughly researched and reached a wide variety of their audience, causing many to plan a vacation just on her recommendations alone.

"Did your mom suggest where we should go first?" Riley asked, after skimming the same few articles about the elusive country.

"Not really." Hana hedged.

Riley glanced up. "Is she giving you a hard time again?"

"Yes." Hana slumped in her chair. "She told me to call when I was done playing tour guide."

"Geez." Riley grumbled. "Does she not realize that we have created a legit business?"

"Ladies shouldn't be involved in anything that does not pertain to their husband and family." Hana quoted. "I was supposed to have my debut to Cordonian society last year." Angry tears filled her eyes. "She still hasn't forgiven me for missing out on the Masquerade Ball."

Riley wrapped her in a comforting hug. "I'm sorry."

Hana patted her back. "Don't be. I finally feel like I can accomplish anything."

"That's because you can." Riley sat back with a grin. "Especially with planning out what we should focus on first."

Hana giggled as she went to search out some of her old books she had inherited from her grandparents. "These might help you with your part."

Riley's eyebrows lifted over the titles. "The Crown, the Flame, and The Night Queen."

"That is the earliest recorded story of vampires and monsters in Cordonia." Hana explained. "Queen Kenna Rhys and King Luthor Nevarkis both fought over uniting the kingdoms that make up Cordonia." She shook her head in disbelief. "There is a legend that Queen Kenna was a vampire that married a man who could transform into a dragon."

"For real?" Riley eagerly opened the book. "What happened?"

"Luthor died." Hana reached for another history book. "Some say it was a sword fight while others say she ripped his throat out with her fangs."

"Whoa. Either way, she sounds pretty epic."

"His son got revenge though." Hana flipped to another chapter. "He sneaked in one day and supposedly dragged Kenna into the sunlight. Before her husband could save her, she burned to ash."

"Brutal." Riley shivered. "What did the dragon do?"

Hana shrugged. "Supposedly he left with their child to protect him." She pointed at some drawings rendered from the Dark Ages. "Kenna's son came back to extract revenge. He eliminated one entire side of the Nevarkis family tree."

"And let me guess," Riley picked up another book. "The remaining Nevarkis's struck back?"

"It's supposedly been a feud for centuries between the Nevarkis and the Rhys' families." Hana pulled up an image on her phone. "Though one is currently ruling Cordonia."

Riley studied the image. "Queen Olivia Nevarkis. Looks like the Rhys lost the throne."

Hana shrugged. "There's a myth that they still rule Cordonia from the shadows."

"Mythical royal vampires, huh?" Riley laughed at the thought. "I hope I bump into one just so I can figure out who's really in charge."

Hana giggled at the thought. "You would be the only person to ask a logical, government question instead of the usual, whoa you're a real live vampire!"

Riley threw a pillow at her. "Hey! I can be calm and collected when faced with the unknown."

Hana threw the pillow back. "Tell that to the supposed haunted house we visited on our last trip." She broke out into laughter with Riley's defense that squeaking doors were the true villains. "On that note, I'm going to start packing. Our flight leaves first thing in the morning."

"I'll be ready." Riley promised.

Once alone, she flipped to a more current timeline of the supposed Dark Kingdom.

King Constantine Rhys the Third rules over what is his rightful kingdom. Rumors swirl that he is simply biding his time until he can eliminate the usurper, Queen Olivia Nevarkis, First of Her Name. The people know that one day, a Rhys will sit upon the throne, uniting the Dark Kingdom and Cordonia once and for all.

****************

Cordonia's Royal Palace, 2 a.m.

"Heeeerah! Olivia threw her daggers as hard as she could while doing a roundhouse kick.

The blades struck into the chest, head, and groin of the makeshift dummy.

She brushed the few strands of red hair that had escaped her hair clip out of her eyes. With a great deal of scrutiny, she studied her dagger placement.

"The one to the head needs to go deeper."

She spun around with a start at that all too familiar voice.

"You're late." She folded her arms and tapped her foot.

Liam rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry. Had to stop off for a quick bite."

Olivia rolled her eyes. "That's not funny."

"Not that kind of bite." He teased, holding up a styrofoam box.

"Oh." She blinked in surprise. "I forget that you enjoy normal food too."

He chuckled at that. "There are certain foods that I don't think any man could ever give up."

Olivia decided to ignore that as she wiped the sweat from her face and neck. "Now that you're here, let's get the formalities over with."

"Very well." Liam gestured toward her. "You may go first."

She sat down on a bench lining one side of the palace gym. She motioned for him to join her.

"Not you!" She hissed when she saw his all too familiar guard.

Drake Walker bristled at her tone. His brown eyes clashed with her green.

"Give us a moment, please." Liam asked him.

"Don't let your guard down." Drake warned. "Remember, she's a Nevarkis."

Olivia tensed. "Perhaps you should remember what happened the last time you said something like that."

She quirked one eyebrow at the man and felt a sense of glee when he winced in memory.

His hand automatically drifted to his side where one of her daggers had once struck true.

With a quick bow to Liam, Drake stepped back out into the hallway.

Liam shook his head. "Are you two ever going to get along?"

"Stop talking stupid." Olivia snapped. "Now then, as you know...I must have my revenge."

"I know." Liam folded his arms and leaned casually against a column.

She eyed him for any sign of hatred.

It drove her crazy how unvampiric he could be.

He seemed almost human.

He seemed...kind.

A vampire is nature's evil incarnate. You can never trust a Rhys.

Those words had been drummed into her skull by her parents and then her aunt after their deaths by Constantine's hand.

And yet...Liam had done the unthinkable.

He had actually been a friend to Olivia.

*************

The night after her parents' funeral, five year old Olivia had been sitting alone before the fireplace, weeping over them.

Her aunt had left her to deal with her own grief and to plan the next attack upon Constantine.

As she searched for a tissue, Olivia jumped back with a shriek at the little blonde haired boy that held the Kleenex box.

His eyes were filled with unshed tears as he handed her a tissue.

"Who are you?" She asked, remembering that a Nevarkis must always be brave.

"I'm Liam." He explained. "I wanted to...I wanted to tell you I'm sorry about your parents." He sniffed and took a tissue for himself. "My mom died too."

Olivia blinked and took a cautious step forward. "Are you...are you a vampire?!"

He nodded.

She whipped out the dagger her mother had given her and rushed at him.

Liam moved faster than she could comprehend, gently keeping her hand above her head.

"Let go of me, monster!" She ordered. "You're why I'm all alone!"

"I didn't do anything." He told her, anguish taking over his handsome features. "I don't want to hurt you or anyone."

"Liar!" She snapped. "That's what you do. Lie and kill." Her tears ran faster down her cheeks. "And now you'll kill me."

"I won't." He promised. "I swear I won't hurt you." He ignored his own tears trickling down his cheeks. His blue eyes burned with resolve. "My mother made me promise never to hurt a human."

Olivia shook her head. It had to be lies. Isn't that what vampires and monsters do? Lull you into letting your guard down so that they could have an easy kill.

"Your father will pay for what he did." She said, hoping to see his true, evil nature. "He must die!"

"I know." Liam slowly released her and took a step back.

Olivia watched in surprise as he sat down before her fireplace and pulled out a silk blue ribbon from his pocket.

He motioned for her to join him.

She slowly lowered herself down, dagger poised in her little fist in case he made a move.

"May I have your hand, please?" He asked.

He patiently waited on her to decide whether or not to give it to him.

She tentatively placed her hand in his.

His lips turned up into a relieved smile as he wrapped the ribbon over their joined hands.

"What are you doing?" She asked, lowering her dagger.

"Making a bond." He explained. "I, Liam Rhys, Crown Prince of the Dark Kingdom, promise to never seek out revenge and to end all vendettas against the Nevarkis family." His blue eyes held her green. "Just as my mother, Queen Eleanor wanted me to."

Oliva's lips parted. "You mean it?"

"I do." Liam's voice held a great deal of sincerity. "I would rather walk into the sun than not do as she asked."

"Oh." Olivia sniffed. She could understand that kind of devotion.

"Do you," Liam's cheeks colored. "Do you think we can be allies?"

"A Nevarkis will never be friends with a monster." She repeated the rhetoric that she knew by heart.

"But," Liam's shoulders slumped. "We're not all bad."

"All monsters are bad at heart."

"I'm not." He pouted. "I don't want to be."

"You're so weird." She muttered.

"Am not." Liam grumbled. "I hope I'm not."

Olivia looked down at their hands still bound together. "I guess since you promised something, I should too."

He didn't bother to hide his surprise.

She stuck her tongue out at him. "I, Olivia Nevarkis, The Crown Princess of Cordonia, swear that after I kill Constantine Rhys, I will lay down my weapons." Her brow furrowed. "I'll pick them back up though if you or any other monster tries anything."

Liam's smile grew. Before she could react, he tugged her into a quick hug.

"Now we can be friends!" He cheered.

"Friends?" She shook her head. "I'm a Nevarkis and you're a Rhys. We can't be friends."

"We will be." He vowed, jumping to his feet. "I have to go before Father finds out I've sneaked out. I'll try to come back in a few nights."

Olivia didn't have a chance to tell him whether or not she wanted him to. In the blink of an eye, he had jumped from her balcony and was already out the palace gates.

*****************

That had been the beginning of Liam's visits. Through the years, he had remained true to his promise. He did all he could to befriend her and never tried to sway her from seeking vengeance.

Olivia had once asked him how he could take her threat against his father so easily.

He had merely shrugged, explaining that he knew it was the way of things. His father had killed both her parents, while he had only lost one. He hoped she didn't since he did not wish to see his father or her dead.

Olivia had then told him again how weird he was, bringing another smile to his lips.

And now here he was again, calmly taking her promised vengeance well.

"So what business brings you here tonight?" She asked.

"Father thinks it is time I chose a wife." Liam responded. "I thought you should know that I will be spending more time in your kingdom to find one."

Olivia shot up off the bench. "What? But you promised to never hurt a human!"

"And I will keep true to that." He explained.

"But..." Olivia's brow furrowed. "You'll turn her into a vampire."

"Only if she wishes it." Liam explained. "I won't force her to make such a decision."

"I see." She began to pace while thinking. "You'll have vampire children."

"Only if she's a vampire." He reminded her. "Remember my brother."

Olivia paused. She had forgotten about Leo Rhys, The Great Disappointment of the Dark Kingdom. His mother had begged Constantine not to turn her. It had never been asked before, and in his mercy he had agreed. That was when they all discovered that a monster and a human could only produce a human child. In order for the heir to the Dark Kingdom to be a vampire, both parents had to be the same being.

"And you'll be fine having human children?" She asked. "If you're chosen bride refuses the Vampire's Kiss?"

"Of course." He responded.

"Lord, you're so weird." She muttered.

His smirk flashed. "Let's hope the woman I choose doesn't think so."

"Are there no women in your kingdom you can choose from?" She asked.

"I've looked." He shook his head. "It's hard to explain, but if one doesn't have an arranged marriage, then we must search until we see the one meant for us."

"And you somehow got weirder." She brushed her hands down her pants and held one out to him. "Good luck, I suppose."

"Thank you." He grasped her hand and lifted it to his lips. "I'll keep you updated on my progress."

"There's no need."

"Of course there is." He winked at her on his way out. "We're friends."

Her lips parted to once again remind him that they couldn't be. For some reason, she decided not to say it.

Liam had somehow wormed his way into her life and had become the closest friend she had ever had.

********************

The Lee Residence, Shanghai, China...

Lorelei paled as she reread the report. 

It can’t be. Not Now!

Of all the times for this to happen, it would be when her stubborn, foolish daughter decided to visit. 

Given the nature of her relationship with Hana, she knew that there was no way she could convince her to postpone her trip to Cordonia. 

There was only one course of action left to take. She would have to call the one man who was capable of protecting her daughter. She would promise hiim anything as long as he kept Hana out of Liam’s clutches. As much as wanted her to give up this ridiculous hobby she called a job and settled down with the right sort of man, she would never put her in the path of becoming the next vampire queen. 

Setting down the packet of information from one of her informants, she checked to make certain no servant was out in the hallway and then searched for the needed phone number.

Taking a deep breath, she placed the call.

Her trepidation grew when he didn’t immediately answer.

"Hello."

"Lord Beaumont?" 

"Yes." She could hear a door closing in the background. "Who is this?"

"Lorelei Lee." She replied.

"Lady Lorelei." He responded with a recognition. "How can I help you?"

"My daughter and her friend have got it in their heads to come visit Cordonia." She began. "I'm not certain how long they intend to stay, but I was hoping that I could retain your services."

"For what exactly?" Lord Beaumont asked.

"Protection." She replied. "I have heard through certain channels that the dark prince is beginning to search for a bride." She took a deep breath. "We do NOT want our daughter anywhere near that vile creature."

"I understand." He replied. "I usually don't do personal security. With my brother, Bertrand, retired," he hesitated, "it is left up to me to help protect Cordonia's borders."

"My husband and I would be in your debt if you could watch over her in the evenings." Lorelei cajoled. "I've heard that your brother is planning on extending his vineyards. We would be more than happy to invest in the production and distribution of his sparkling wine. Perhaps even let it be the only sparkling wine we serve in our hotels."

"Send me her information and picture. Call her and tell her that since our family is an old friend of yours, that I've volunteered to show them around. Find out where she's staying and when she plans on arriving."

"Oh thank you, my lord. We--"

"I'll also need a contract prepared and signed for all that you offered." He added.

"Yes of course. I'll get everything to you at once." She promised.

Once he ended the call, she sank back down onto her chair. 

She bowed her head and began to pray that her daughter came to no harm these next few weeks. To lose Hana to one of the many creatures that roamed the night in Cordonia was too horrible to even contemplate.

If anyone could keep her daughter safe then it was none other than Lord Maxwell Beaumont.

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Loyalties

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!!

Awhile ago, someone convinced me to delete this post due to their disagreement with it’s content. I’m reposting this so I can continue this series. I’m tagging people who have either requested it or have liked or reblogged any of this series since I’ve returned to the fandom a few days ago. If you’d like to be removed or added, please just let me know. And I will have a new chapter soon. ~Liz

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Warning: Adult themes. Please do not read unless you are 18+

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Riley stood behind the podium, her nerves on edge as the cameras flashed in her face. She had insisted on announcing this pregnancy on her own despite protests from both Liam and Drake. Now she felt like a fool. What made her think she was strong enough to do this on her own? She searched the crowd frantically for a friendly face as Madeline continued with her own speech, mostly palace announcements regarding upcoming events. Riley’s stomach was in knots as Madeline began to wrap up. Just as she was about to introduce the queen, Riley felt a warm presence at each of her arms. She turned to her right and saw Liam smiling at her. At her left was Drake. She grabbed each of their hands in hers and breathed a deep sigh of relief. “Thank you both so much. I’m not sure I could go through with this without you.” She squeezed both their hands just as Madeline announced her name and the crowd applauded as the three of them stepped up to the podium. 

Riley delivered her speech perfectly, announcing her pregnancy and declaring that an heir would be born in 7 months time. The collective gasp from the audience left her slightly unsettled as the reporters began shouting questions at them. They were pretty much what she had expected. 

“Queen Riley, who is the father? Were you unfaithful to the king? 

“How can we be sure this child is a true blood heir to the throne?

“What role will Drake play in the child’s life?”

Liam cleared his throat as a flash of anger swept over him. “How dare you accuse the queen of impropriety? I assure you that this child is an heir regardless of it’s parentage. This baby was born from the love shared between the three of us and that’s all that matters.” 

The press was in an uproar and continued to call out questions. Madeline stepped forward and pushed her way in front of them. She smiled sweetly. “We have no further comment at this time. Thank you all for coming.” She turned and ushered the three of them off stage and through the door leading into a conference room. Bastien closed the door and kept watch outside.

Madeline smirked at the three of them. “I told you this was a bad idea. This is gonna take some serious damage control.” Liam glared at Madeline. “No, it’s better that we were truthful now. Madeline shook her head. “You three just don’t get it do you. A lot of people will not accept an heir who is not a direct blood descendant of the Rhys family.” She looked pointedly at each of them. “Regardless of who raised them. I will do my best to spin this in a positive light, but I suggest you increase your personal security. Especially for the queen.”

Madeline got up and left the room. She shot Bastien a wink at the door, leaving it open for him to enter. He stepped into the room and his heart wrenched as he saw the dejected look on Drake’s face. He sighed deeply. “Your majesties, I am doubling your personal security details. At least until this dies down a bit. We need to minimize your public appearances.” Riley shook her head as she looked at Bastien. “No. We will not hide away from our people. They will accept this. It just may take some time. Bastien locked eyes with Drake and then Liam. “Do you two feel this way too?” An awkward silence hung between them as the two men exchanged a glance. Riley’s mouth dropped open as her temper flared. “Is this how we present a strong front??? Three united as one, remember?” She looked at both of them with tears welled up.

“My love, we are just concerned for the safety of you and the baby,” Liam tried to explain but Riley stood up and headed to the door. She paused at the door and turned to look at her husbands. Tears coursed down her face as she shook her head, unable to speak. She turned and left the room, slamming the door behind her. Liam narrowed his eyes at Bastien. “Do whatever you must to keep her safe.” He stood up abruptly and bent down to kiss Drake’s cheek. “I have a meeting.” He left Drake looking dejected as he sighed and hung his head in his hands.

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Liam could hear the authoritative clicking of high heels coming down the hallway toward his study and knew it was Olivia. She always had an air of confidence and authority that preceded her, even when the visit was informal. A moment later there was a knock at the door. Liam cleared his throat and tried to sound as confident as Olivia always was. “Enter.” He looked up and saw the fiery redhead poke her head in the door. “Is now a bad time, your majesty?” Liam stood and gestured for her to come in and have a seat. “No, of course not. And please, the formalities are not necessary when it’s just us, Olivia.” She nodded and closed the door behind her then sat down. “Well, I am at your disposal for the next two weeks, possibly longer if needed. Please tell me how I can help.” 

Liam flashed her a grateful smile. “Thank you for coming on such short notice. I need your help.” Olivia smiled at her king and friend. “Of course. What can I do for you?” Liam explained everything that happened with Bastien and Madeline and the reaction to the pregnancy announcement. Olivia listened intently, then a look of confusion crossed her face. “I don’t understand how I can help. What exactly would you like me to do, Liam?” 

Liam sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I know this is a lot to ask, but I want you to get close to Bastien. On a personal level. Very personal, if you get what I mean. I want you to make him trust you enough to tell you his deepest, darkest secrets.” Olivia narrowed her eyes at Liam as the color drained from her face. “So you want me to sleep with him? With Bastien? The man who was almost like a father figure to us when we were kids?” She shook her head and looked away. “I don’t know, Liam. I mean I’m good, but this will be extremely difficult. Do you really think I could make him attracted enough to me to sleep with me?”

Liam smiled as he stood up. “My dear Olivia, I believe you are the only person who has a shot at this. You could seduce the pants off of anyone.” Olivia shrugged as she stood up. “Good point. Ok, I’ll try my best. But I have to ask, what information are you hoping to gain here?” Liam looked Olivia right in the eye. “ I just want to know where his loyalty lies. If I can trust him.” 

Olivia nodded as she turned and headed for the door. “Of course. Give me a little time and I’ll have him eating out of my hand like a puppy.” She flashed Liam a beaming smile and headed out the door to her quarters. 

                      ************

It didn’t take long for Olivia to discover that Bastien was a creature of habit. She paid attention to his routine for a couple days, fairly certain she was not on his radar. He woke up at 4am daily, went for a run, then had breakfast. He showered and reported for duty at 7am sharp. He was head of the King’s personal detail until 1pm. He then spent the rest of the day in the security office doing god knows what. He left the office promptly at 6 and went to the palace gym for sparring and weapons practice. Sometimes he taught classes for some of the younger guards. Olivia started timing her workouts to coincide with his. After a few days of observing her target she was ready to make her move. She observed quietly as Bastien worked with a few younger guards. He was teaching them techniques to use to disarm people with daggers. Once they had finished and the other guards dispersed, Bastien spoke to Olivia without looking at her. “How did you enjoy my lesson, Duchess Olivia? I prepared it specifically for your benefit.” 

She smirked as he turned to lock eyes on her. His steely eyes remained unreadable as they locked on her emerald pools. “What are you up to? Why have you been watching me?” Olivia feigned innocence as she held up her hands, palms out. “I don’t know what you are talking about. Are you accusing me of something?” They both stood in front of each other, arms folded across their chests, with their eyes narrowed. Silence hung between them as they sized each other up with their gaze. Bastien smiled and shook his head. “Not at all, your grace. I am simply curious as to why you’ve been watching me. If there’s something you want to know, all you have to do is ask.”

Olivia cocked her head to one side as she studied Bastien intently. A seductive grin spread across her face as she moved closer to him. “Will you have dinner with me? Tonight?” Her eyes were bright and lusty as she looked at him. She placed her hand gently on his arm in anticipation. Bastien swallowed hard, amazed at the attraction that came from just that light touch of her hand. He smiled at her as his cock twitched in his pants. “Yes. I will have dinner with you. I’ll come by your quarters at 8.” He turned and headed for the door, feeling cautiously relieved. He thought she was spying on him, but perhaps he was wrong. Maybe she just had a crush. And he couldn’t deny he was attracted to the young duchess. He turned at the door to face her once more. “I’m picking where we have dinner though. My only condition.” Olivia smiled at him sweetly. “Of course. I’ll be ready and waiting for you by 8.” They exchanged one more smile before he headed out the door.

It worked. She was in.

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Losing Crown Princess Eleanor...

Word Count:1995

Rating: Mature

Warning(s): Emotional and physical trauma, spontaneous abortion, anxiety, abduction

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~~~~Barren~~~

~~~~~  Losing Princess Eleanor… ~~~~~

Riley had learned that she was pregnant less than a month after returning from her honeymoon… She already felt it in her heart, but was afraid to test her theory… she didn’t want to take away from the magical memories she had shared with her loving husband…

Sex on the beach, then sex in the villa, to sex on the flight home… She could never have enough of her husband’s body, nor he hers… But she didn’t want to put him on an emotional rollercoaster with all of the scandalous press that had been published of their love escapades in the waters of the beautifully secluded private island he purchased for her as a wedding gift… one of many she would discover over time.

Liam wanted to spoil his Queen, knowing that she wouldn’t agree to his suggestions of her having property outside of his Valtoria estate that he gifted to her … He never spoke of his time there with Alina… it wouldn’t erase their history… it wouldn’t bring her back… When he found Riley, nothing from his past mattered anymore… or so he’d convinced himself. He went on to secretly purchase islands in the Maldives, along the Amalfi Coast, France, and Monterisso. His plans were to have purchased properties throughout the world for her to escape should she ever tire of her Queenly duties.

Little did he know that the Queen of Spies would be drawn to Cordonia for discussions of an alliance simply because he had purchased a lavish estate for his new bride in her country. He had also found the courage to visit property in Auvernal owned by his deceased mother. His father had hidden this from him, never wanting him to have anything to do with any parts of the country… blaming his refusal to form an alliance with them or implement Eleanor’s joint project requests as the cause for her assassination. 

It had been bequeathed to him in her will, but this information had not come to light until Riley uncovered the property deeds and project folder in Eleanor’s secret study. This also drew Queen Isabella and King Bradshaw to Cordonia seeking an alliance as well, especially since their spies had told them Monterisso was approaching for an alliance.

It was shortly after their marriage that the Queen would be abducted and held for the highest ransom Liam would ever have requested of him, his life in return for that of his Queen. He would tell no one of his decision to give his life freely over to his enemy, as he knew that she would probably lose her life in their feeble attempts to prevent his choice.  

He would receive a summons from none other than Anton Severus. The images sent with the request immediately caused Liam to vomit. His worst fears were realized before his eyes. Anton had severely beaten Riley, her clothes tattered … her face, filthy and swollen… Anton wasn’t without his own bruises, signifying that his Queen had put up a valiant effort to free herself from her captor. The dried blood stains throughout her torso were sending daggers through Liam’s heart. The last thing removed from the envelope was a flash drive…He opened his laptop, inserting it into the usb port… 

Clicking on the folder with much apprehension, it opens to show a video file. Fearing what he may see… Liam decided not to watch, unsure if it was cowardice or fearing that he may act irrationally, endangering Riley’s life even more… He arranges an unmarked car, and exits the castle through a secret passage. 

As he makes his way to the destination, Olivia enters his office, having just received word of Riley’s capture. In his haste, Liam failed to lock his desktop which worked to Olivia’s advantage. She saw the peculiar envelope on the desk, her usual curious nature taking control… she removed the contents and her heart wrenched at the sight of the photos… silently vowing to end her unwanted husband’s life.

Olivia places a quick call to the only person that has been able to keep their identity hidden while assisting her during multiple operations. She immediately recognized the former Nevrakis stronghold, amazed that Anton could be so absentminded… or did he wish to be found? Regrettably, she does something Liam didn’t have the courage to do… watch the video content … She immediately loses her footing, feeling immense empathy for Riley hearing her tormentous wailing and muttered cries for Liam… begging him to just let her die… No woman should have to endure this… friend or foe. She takes the drive and other items … not wanting anyone else to know this happened to their beloved Queen.

As she heads to assist in the rescue, the video plays on repeat in her mind… her temper reaching its maximum… calming only when she realizes that Riley sent a message… if not followed to the letter, she and Liam were sure to be dead by the time of her arrival. She immediately calls her second most trusted ally… the Queen of Monterisso. “Amalas, I need your help…” Her former anxiety turned into a sinister excitement… accelerating at higher speeds to quickly reach her destination.

She knew that Anton would have many forces awaiting the King’s arrival, and half expected them to kill him before ever reaching Riley. But she remembered that the Nevrakis' way was to kill their own target, sending clear messages to anyone who heard of their actions, knowing they’d dare not speak a word. 

In her rush to cover traces of what was occurring with the King and Queen, she’d failed to notice that Drake had been covertly hiding in the shadows, curious as to why Olivia was exiting the King’s study. He’d heard her place a call to Amalas, and upon her walking a far enough distance not to notice, he peered into the open door, noting that Liam wasn’t present. This prompted him to follow Olivia. He immediately knew that something was up that everyone was trying to keep secret, but he wasn’t going to be left out if Liam needed him.

He also placed a call to Hana to let her know where he was headed should he not happen to return. Someone must know of his whereabouts. Sharing his location with her, she decided to play a bit of a spy queen of her own… one of her many talents being hacking advanced satellite systems and much more. The one thing she had not mastered was driving, so she needed help from someone she knew would want to be involved in this rescue effort… Maxwell Beaumont.

When Amalas and Olivia finally reached a safe enough area to proceed on foot, they were stealthily moving towards an entrance known only to Nevrakis. She knew that these things wouldn’t be shared with Anton, because their golden rule was to only entrust a blood born Nevrakis with this information. She truly hated to share this information with the Spy Queen, but now was not the time to keep to family tradition. 

~~~~~ Just before they were to fight off the remaining guards, exhausted but determined, Drake, Hana and Maxwell appear. It wouldn’t take long to rid themselves of their unwanted interference with rescuing the King and Queen. With Maxwell taking the final guard down, the beautiful stroke of his katana ended the last outside threat. 

Once inside, they witness the unfair sword fight ensuing below. Liam outnumbered, but holding his own. Olivia spots Anton Severus, holding a short blade to Riley’s throat, enjoying what looks to be the imminent defeat of Cordonia’s King. Underestimated, Liam stalks toward Anton, sword poised to strike at the moment he reaches him. 

His action was halted as he caught a glimpse of blood trickling along Riley’s neck, his only warning that her life would come to an end should he move closer. This was the first time the King faltered, refusing to allow her death at his urging. Anton motions for him to disarm. 

Tears flowing, Riley insists that he allow her to die… “Cordonia needs its King… Love, let me go… Please !!!!” Crying, he pleads for his life to be taken instead, falling to his knees in surrender. Sweet victory dripping from the demonic smile spreading across his face, Anton never notices the rescuers descending from above. 

Just as he draws his long sword, hoisting it high for a clean slice with the intent to decapitate, Hana sends a blow dart directly into his jugular, the poison immediately having effect… his sword falling away as he clenches his throat. His paralyzed form slumping to the ground. As Hana abhors murder, she only used enough to disarm her enemy, although the effects would take days to wear off.

Liam rushes to Riley, as Olivia frees her from the ropes, careful of any further injury. He kisses her gently, but syncope soon takes over. As he tried to wake her, Olivia noticed the pooling blood. Amalas and Hana do their best to stabilize her as they rush out after Oliva, Drake and Maxwell as Liam carries her protectively… 

Once everyone is in a vehicle, Drake drives full speed until Amalas can give him an ETA on the Life-flight she requested. Once she has coordinates, they arrive minutes later with emergency crew standing at the ready. Liam has to be pulled from her side constantly as they try to assess her. With everyone aboard, they are airlifted to the nearest Lythikos facility. But the Crown Princess would make her untimely arrival prior to landing… Everyone aboard witnessing the despair overtaking the King as he held Riley close, shaking his head no at her pleading looks… preventing her from trying to reach her still born princess, not caring about the treatment they were trying to give her. Her fight would not last long, as she loses consciousness before the King’s terrified eyes.

She would spend weeks in the private wing, Liam by her side.  Amalas, Olivia, Drake, Maxwell and Hana never leaving watch outside the inner room. Anton remained under heavy sedation deep within Olivia’s keep, supervised by her fiercest and loyal guards, awaiting Liam’s orders.

During their time there, the grieving monarchs were like two normal parents who’d suffered this tremendous loss. Liam held Riley as she recounted all of the things they would not get to do with their “Elly”... 

Never getting to sit in the dandelion fields as she loved to do as a child, watching the seeds blow away in the wind… running with the wind flowing through her hair. Never standing over her specialty crib they’d so lovingly selected together as excited as if she would be laying soundly inside as soon as it was assembled in the nursery… Never watching her stare at the paintings Riley spent hours muraling along her wall, with special ordered paints that would shine as the lighted mobile shone upon it as it turned… revealing the hidden treasures within the design. Never watching her fall asleep as her loving father sang the beautiful lullaby his mother sang to him for all of her time with him…

When that dreaded time came, Liam and Riley would have their first moment of time before their little one’s memorial tomb… telling of their love for her still and how much they wanted to watch her grow to be as fierce a leader as they’d become… It would be soon after that Liam would suffer a second tragedy, the fall into postpartum depression he would fight continually to help his wife overcome… feeling the same emotions as his beloved wife, only in a fatherly way…

It would be an announcement like none other… Not the expectation of Cordonia’s first female heir in centuries, but the tragic loss… It would be a Kingdom mourning as one...

~~~~~~~~

The Queen Returns, Summoned...

[lilacsandwhiskey]

Can you please do Liam scarring his Riley for Halloween!!!

Spare Me, Queen

Pairing: Liam Rhys x Riley Brooks (TRR)

The October breeze was something that sent shivers down Riley’s spine while she sat on the balcony, book in hand until the sun finally started setting. It wasn’t compared to what was in store for her in the later part of the day.

She walked in, closing the double doors behind her as she looked at the time. Liam had quite literally been in his office twelve hours now. She knew it was going to be a long day when he talked about all of the international affairs he had on his plate today. She had taken part of some of those hours, making sure he’d be done by dinner. It was already seven, and he said if he wasn’t done by a quarter after to pry him from his work.

Riley prepared herself for the next fifteen minutes, those dreadful, long, fifteen minutes. When she glanced at the clock and her sweet husband hadn’t rounded the corner and opened the door to their room, she found herself tightening her robe around her and making her way down the hall.

The halls were dark and quiet, way too quiet. It came to her attention that the guards weren’t out around his office as they typically were. The dark corners of the halls had her dodging, with some utter fear that someone would jump out and snatch her. She knew that was nonsense with how locked down the land had become, but there was still that hesitation.

She knocked on the door, waiting for Liam’s response that never came. Riley opens the door softly. “Liam?” She says calmly, only to be faced with no one. Just a dark office, with papers scattered across the desk in a very non-Liam fashion. A whiskey glass had only barely been touched, also, very unlike him.

Riley inches into the office, only being lit by the moon outside the window. She flicks on a lamp that’s nearby, scoping around the room. Riley feels herself getting nervous, considering Liam always says bye before leaving and is always quick to shoot a text if he’s on a call in a different part of the palace. “Hello?” She calls out, opening the door back up.

She continues down the hall, all fear of the corners leaving her as she peeps into each office and can’t for the love of anything find a guard, which sets her into pure panic. Riley feels tears pricking the back of her eyes as she’s frantic, until out of the dark, something jumps from a corner and grabs her.

Riley throws her hands, hitting at whatever or whoever has ahold of her. Screams echo through the halls as the guards finally make an appearance father down the corridor. When she finally catches glimpse of blonde hair, she stops and hears his voice soothing over her. But that doesn’t stop the anger that has now boiled into her.

“Did I scare you?” Liam asks.

Riley almost flicks him in the head, her eyes boring into his soul. “Did you scare me?” Riley says, attitude flushing from her system into those words.

Riley wiggles out of Liam’s grasp and heads towards the other wing towards their shared room. Riley hears the guards following behind, most likely trying to keep a straight face. There’s no doubt they got enjoyment out of the little break to scare Riley, or the fact they’re watching the two lovebirds shake the nest.

“Oh, come on, love. Just a little Halloween fun.” Liam follows her into their room, closing the door quickly behind them as he watched Riley jump on their bed, sitting upright with her back to the wall. Liam crawls slowly next to her, only to nudge his head under her arm.

Liam looks at Riley, pout on his face only bringing her to a grin. “Forgive me, my queen? Please spare me?” “Fine.”

[twinkleallnight]

Love, success and women

Wishing all a Happy women's day!

Book: The Royal Romance AU

Pairing: Drake x Olivia, Leo x Madeleine, Liam x Riley, Maxwell x Hana.

Word count: 1121

Disclaimer: All characters belong to pixelberry.

Rating: Teen

Prompt: I am participating in @choicesficwriterscreations day8 and @sunday-romance in bold.

Song inspiration: Words (Boyzone)

“Olivia?” Riley tried to gain her attention from the paperwork she was busy with.

“Hmm?” Olivia continued looking into the papers she was holding.

Riley knew she had to be point blank to get Olivia speaking. “Why don’t you give Drake a chance?”

“For what?” Olivia shut the File she was working on with a snap. At the very next moment she regretted showing her reactions openly on the mention of Drake’s name.

“To be with you.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“How long are you going to try hiding your feelings for him?”

“There is nothing to hide.”

“Is it because he is just a common man and you are the Duchess? Or Is it because he doesn’t have much to give to the Duchess?”

“Who is falling short of things to give?” Hana entered in with Madeleine, bubbling in excitement.

Olivia took a sigh of relief. She knew, Riley won’t question her in presence of the other two ladies. The ladies sat around the coffee table.

Madeleine placed the special edition of Trendz, on the table, that featured the four of them on occasion of the International women’s day.

Riley squealed with delight, “Look at that. This looks great! Anna de Luca deserves a note of thanks for such a lovely editorial.”

“She surely does. She has placed our interviews verbatim. No editor’s cut. The message we wanted to send across to the women of Cordonia is printed very clear.” Madeleine informed.

“Even the gossip part?” Hana enquired.

“Not all, luckily I was spared. All those questions she asked me about Leo’s abdication and then us getting back together and getting married. She didn’t include them. I think she reserved them for her own curiosity.” Madeleine beamed.

“That means I am the gossip.” Olivia remembered how she was interrogated for being the only spinster in the group, and her plans to get married.

“She does mention that the Lythikans wait for the special someone in their Duchess' life.” Madeleine feeds in.

“I don’t care.” Olivia made it little by ignoring it again.

Madeleine reads out aloud the headlines. ‘The success stories of the powerful ladies at the royal court of Cordonia. Meet Lady Hana from the house of Beaumont who excels in performing arts. Countess Madeleine Amaranth- Rhys, an eminent name in the field of Cordonian history and civil law. Duchess Olivia Nevrakis, who defines self defense and security and Queen Riley Rhys- the force behind it all.’

“Kudos to us girls” Olivia said as Madeleine shared a hi-five. But that wasn’t enough for Riley.

“Time for a group hug!” Riley screamed and pulled Hana too with the other two ladies.

For next hour the ladies sat together flipping through the pages of the magazine, discussing what was written about their new project, what the impact will be on the people and what steps they have to take for further progress.

After sometime, Madeleine peered at her watch, “ It’s time to go.”

“Where?” questioned Olivia.

“Madeleine’s place “ Hana perked up.

“ You knew?” Madeleine looked at Hana with surprise.

“You know how Max is, he can’t keep anything to himself for long. “ Hana smiled.

“what is it?” It was Riley, puzzled this time.

Madeleine explained. “Leo wants to give the ‘women’, she air quoted, “ a treat. He requested us all to be there after our meeting.”

“And you don’t know what his plans are?” Olivia asked again.

“ No, except that he wanted to do some celebration.”

“ So I will see you all later, then.” Olivia got up to leave.

“Oh no, no, no, You are coming with us.” Riley grabbed her hand and pulled her back to the seating.

“What will I do there?”

“Experience the love my dear! May be it will help you decide.” Riley winked.

Hana and Madeleine nodded with knowing smiles.

Leo and Madeleine had made their humble home in a penthouse in the Capitol. Madeleine’s taste of green and gold reflected through the walls and drapes.

Leo was on his toes, serving his guests and making their day more special for them. Madeleine was moving with him in tandem.

The ladies were treated with drinks of their choice. And then she saw all the men looking at each other as if on cue. They raised a toast for their successful wives. Madeleine stood wrapped in Leo’s arms as he gazed down at her proudly.

Max had Hana’s back flushed to his chest. His chin rested on her shoulder. He kept peppering her with kisses.

Liam sat cosily with his queen on the couch, whispering sweet nothings that made her giggle every now and then.

Olivia was perched on the side chair. She kept looking at them. What could she say? Love is in the air. ‘I wish Drake was here too. I could have used some company.’ On the second thought she straightened up, ‘Not really, I have myself and what’s better than that?’ Now, Olivia was thankful that Drake wasn’t here. She couldn’t imagine such display of affections. Plus they were not married like others. Forget about marriage, she wasn’t even in relation with him. Was she? She shunned away her confusing thoughts. With him, it was never easy. With him, she would never know. They both were alike. They never spoke about their feelings.

She tried to focus on Leo’s speech, that she had missed out already as he concluded.

“...To many more such successful stories! This is for you Maddie. Olivia rolled her eyes, when she heard Leo start crooning but Madeleine was swaying with a broad smile.

“Smile, an everlasting smile.

A smile can bring you near to me.”

Max spread out his arms around Hana, as he sang next,

“ Don’t ever let me find you gone

Cause that will bring a tear to me.”

Liam took the next turn,

“This world has lost its glory,

Let’s start a brand new story, now,

My love.”

Leo and Max chorused

“ You think that I don’t even mean

A single word I say…”

And then there was complete silence. Olivia suddenly realised that all eyes were on her. No, behind her!

She turned with a jerk to find a bunch of her favourite Gladioli and those brown eyes peeping over them. Her heart beat raised. ‘No this can’t be real!’ she thought.

As if reading her thoughts, Drake dropped down in front of her, to hold her hand, to make her feel the warmth of his skin, to tell her that he was real. And then he broke the silence with his husky voice finishing the melody.

“Its only Words and Words are all I have,

To take your heart away.”

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[yourmajesty09]

King Liam & Queen Riley's daughter; Princess Eleanor Rhys, Crown Princess of Cordonia.

[choicesficwriterscreations]

2022 Masterlist for The Royal Romance Series - April - June 2022

April 2022

Bad Romance (Series) - @angelasscribbles Chapter 22: Menage A Trois | Liam Rys x Maxwell Beaumont, Liam Rys x F!MC, Maxwell Beaumont x MC 🖤 🔥 Chapter 23: Judgement | Liam Rys x MC🖤 Chapter 24: Party of Five | Liam Rys x MC, Drake Walker x MC, Maxwell Beaumont x MC 🖤 Chapter 25: Damage 🖤 Chapter 26: An Audacious Proposal 🖤 🔥

(Less Than) Noble Intentions (Series) | Drake Walker x F!OC - @karahalloway Bonus Chapter - Extraction (Part 1)

Silent Waters (Series) | Liam Rys x MC - @sillydg and @kachrisberry Chapter 4: Fairytales Are For Kids 🖤 🔥

The Blue Honey Cafe (Series) | Liam Rys x MC - @bebepac Encounters

Bad Romance (Series) | Multiple Pairings - @angelasscribbles Chapter 27: Cut and Run | Drake Walker x MC 🔥 Chapter 28: How to Get Away With Murder 🖤

King Father of the Bride (Series) | Liam Rys x MC - @sfb123 Chapter 4

The Blue Honey Café (Series) | Liam Rys x MC - @bebepac Saturday Night Fish Fry 🎉

TRR Masterlist Week Ending April 23, 2022

TRR Masterlist Week Ending April 30, 2022

May 2022

TRR Masterlist Week Ending May 7, 2022

A Piece of Heaven on Earth (Series) |Liam Rys x F!MC - @bebepac Part 7: The Epilogue A Walker Knows, When a Walker Knows (Series) | Drake Walker x mc - @sillydg Italian Night, Part 1 🖤 Bad Romance (Series) | Various Pairings - @angelasscribbles Epilogue 4: Drake  🖤 Bad Romance One-Shot: Coming to Terms 🖤 Epilogue 5: Riley 🖤 Fate: A TRR One-Shot - @angelasscribblesbbles Forbidden Passion (Series)| Drake Walker x MC, Liam Rhys x MC - @angelasscribbles Chapter 11: Repair Lavender and Crimson (Series)– Multiple Pairings - @angelasscribbles Chapter 19: Response 🖤 Chapter 20: Happily Ever After

Complicated (Series) | Liam Rhys x MC, Drake Walker x MC - @angelasscribbles Chapter 31: Opera 🔥 (Less Than) Noble Intentions (Series) | Drake Walker x F!OC - @karahalloway Chapter 12: Ennobled 🖤 Savage Love (Series) | Liam Rhys x MC, Drake Walker x MC - @angelasscribbles Chapter 13: Rooftop 🖤🔥 Chapter 14: Derby 🖤 The Rotten Apple (Series) | Liam Rhys x F!MC - @bebepac I Choose You

Complicated (Series) | Liam Rhys x MC, Drake Walker x MC - @angelasscribbles Chapter 33: Confession 🖤 Eleanor’s Kitchen | Queen Eleanor, M!OC  - @lizzybeth1986 Full House | Liam Rhys, Drake Walker, Maxwell Beaumont - @sfb123 Savage Love (Series) | Drake Walker x MC, Liam Rhys x MC - @angelasscribbles Chapter 15: Catching Feelings 🖤

TRR Masterlist Week Ending June 4, 2022

Complicated (Series) - @angelasscribbles Chapter 35: Losing Hope | Drake Walker x MC Liam Rhys x MC 🖤 Dad’s on the Edge | Liam Rhys, Drake Walker, etc - @angelasscribbles Star Crossed (Series) - @angelasscribbles Chapter 6: Reception 🖤 The Rotten Apple (Series) - @bebepac Home Away From Home

Bad Romance (Series) | Various Pairings - @angelasscribbles San Antonio: A Bad Romance One-Shot | Drake Walker x MC 🔥 Less Than Noble Intentions (Series) | Drake Walker x F!OC - @karahalloway Chapter 13 – Invidia Part 1 🖤 Royal Retribution (Series) | Liam Rhys x MC x Drake Walker - @angelasscribbles Chapter 3: Retreat 🖤 The Rotten Apple (Series) | Liam Rhys x MC - @bebepac Deal With God 🔥