#onyx remington

[art-beyond-the-stars]

Some sketches of Onyx dressed in the ol' Clockwork Orange outfit!

Inspired by this random relative of mine who saw Onyx and said they "looked like A Clockwork Orange".

Ko-fi!

[therealnateblackwood]

Making Jake and Remington's first place in the sims

[pupsmailbox]

hai, in need of gender neutral name ideas:)

masc or fem leaning names r fine, i also like masc names that give off a neutral divine vibe

names like ciel, blake/blade, remiel

CIEL︰ airi. anais. anaïs. aria. asher. august. aura. aurora. bijou. blue. cael. caelia. cala. calah. calais. cale. caley. calla. callia. camille. cashel. casimiro. castiel. cayla. cecil. cecile. cecilia. cecily. celeste. celine. ceres. ceyla. chael. chaeli. chelle. chill. chilli. christy. cicily. cielle. cili. ciqala. circe. clay. clea. cloud. clément. coll. coralie. csilla. cualli. cybele. cyrus. czelaw. delyth. dione. donati. dream. eluned. esca. eulalie. fia. finn. florentin. génie. hadas. hero. honora. hyperion. jasper. kahlo. kai. kirion. laslo. levi. liam. libra. louise. lucien. luna. micah. miel. mirage. oliver. orion. phoenix. sarabi. sebastian. seraph. soleil. suri. tau. tawera. violet.

BLAKE︰ alec. arden. asher. ashton. audrey. austin. ava. avery. bailey. baker. balesego. balius. bayleigh. belicia. bellachay. bilge. black. blaga. blagoy. blaine. blair. blaire. blaise. blake. blas. blayke. blaze. bliss. blues. bluesy. blush. bolesia. bolko. briar. brock. brooke. brooks. bryce. caleb. cameron. carson. carter. charlie. charlotte. chase. chloe. clay. cole. colton. cooper. drake. drew. dylan. elaine. ella. elliot. ellis. emerson. emma. ethan. finley. gavin. grayson. harper. hayden. hazel. hudson. hunter. ivy. jack. jackson. jake. james. landon. lane. layne. liam. logan. luca. luke. mason. miles. noah. oliver. olivia. owen. parker. quinn. reese. riley. river. rowan. ryder. sawyer. wyatt.

BLADE︰ abraxas. ace. aiden. alain. alexander. aria. asher. aurora. autumn. ax. axel. ballad. balta. balto. bane. belita. benjamin. bentley. blaise. blayze. blaze. bleta. blithe. blodwedd. blythe. bolt. boyd. braden. braeden. brayden. braydon. bullet. bulut. charlotte. chase. clay. clyde. dagger. danger. dash. denim. diesel. draven. floyd. gage. grayson. hazel. isabella. jax. jett. jinx. justice. king. klay. liam. lloyd. onyx. quade. rogue. ryder. said. silas. slade. stone. storm. talon. violet. wade. wayde. zaid. zayd.

REMIEL︰ adel. adriel. airlia. aksel. alora. amenadiel. anael. anna. arbor. azalia. azrael. balthazar. beleth. bobby. broderick. caster. diana. doris. elizabeth. emilien. eris. fenris. gabriel. harmonia. helio. honor. jophiel. jove. lennox. leyre. lilith. milo. moira. nimbus. orias. rachel. raeden. rael. raiden. rami. ramiel. rapahel. raphael. raylen. raziel. reid. remington. romeo. romy. ronan. rumi. rylan. sabriel. samael. sammael. sariel. sitka. theia. themis. uriel. varda. vivian. zackariah. zadkiel. + more + more

[coffee-n-ocs]

Onyx Soul: Cree Riley, Pure-Blood Siren (2001)

Gravesend's youngest siren, from the far south waters. Her parents left for warmer tides when she was 20, two years before the series starts.

"A Human, Navy, you've gone mad, I blame the mix of blood in you."

Name

Full Legal Name: Cree Lux Kamalani Riley First Name: Cree Meaning: From the name of a Native American tribe of central Canada. Pronunciation: KREE Origin: English Middle Name(s): Lux, Kamalani Meaning(s): Lux: Derived from Latin 'Lux' meaning 'Light' Kamalani: Means 'Heavenly child' or 'Royal child' from Hawaiian 'Kama' 'Child' and 'Lani' 'Heaven, Sky, Royal, Majesty' Pronunciation: LUKS, ka-ma-LA-nee Origin: Various. Hawaiian Surname: Riley Meaning: From the name of the town of Ryley in Lancashire, derived from Old English 'Ryge' 'Rye' and 'Leah' 'Woodland, Clearing' Pronunciation: RIE-lee Origin: English Aliases: C.L Riley Nicknames: Lu, Kama, Lani Titles: Miss

Characteristics

Age: 22 Gender: Female. She/Her Pronouns Race: Siren Nationality: American Ethnicity: Black ('Born of Warmer Waters') Birth Date: 20th March 1979 Sexuality: Straight Religion: Follows the 'Water Spirit' Native Language: English Spoken Languages: English, Spanish, French Relationship Status: Single Astrological Sign: Pisces Face Claim: Freema Agyeman

Geographical Characteristics

Birthplace: Gravesend Current Residence: Gravesend Have They Been Beyond The Veil: Never

Appearance

Height: 5'2" / 157 cm Weight:  [Data Redacted] Eye Colour: Brown (Yellow when below water) Hair Colour: Black Hair Dye: None Body Hair: N/A (Sirens have no body hair) Facial Hair: N/A Tattoos: None (It's hard to tattoo Siren skin) Piercings: Ear Lobe (Both) Scars: Her gills hide as scars above water Clothing Style: Free flowing, Waterproof clothing

Health and Fitness

Allergies: None Alcoholic, Smoker, Drug User: Social drinker Illnesses/Disorders: None Medications: None Any Specific Diet: Mostly seafood and vegetables

Relationships

Affiliated Groups: Gravesend Sirens Friends: Jacey Lake, Montana Lennox, Ellis Remington, Guadalupe Temple Enemies: None, but does distance herself from Dana and Navy Mentor: Tyson Riley Significant Other: None Previous Partners: None of Note Parents: Tyson Riley (55, Father), Ursula Riley (53, Mother, Née Acacia) Parents-In-Law: None Siblings: None Siblings-In-Law: None Nieces & Nephews: None Children: None Children-In-Law: None Grandkids: None Other Notable Relatives: None

Notes

Occupation: Waitress Tropes: (Purely speculative)

Apparently Human Merfolk: When above water

Ear Fins: When below water

Fish People: When below water

Sirens are Mermaids

Super Not-Drowning Skills: Can breathe underwater for an indefinite period of time

[starthistleclay]

Meet my new nephew, Remington Onyx Vasquez

[cathygeha]

REVIEW

Pearl by Freya Barker

GEM #2

Three women who were trafficked find purpose working with GEM to find, rescue, and recover missing and exploited children. Their mission and purpose is justice and they are more than willing to mete it out on their own terms. Jacob, the man that calls to coordinate and oversee the team, is never seen or met and in that regard, this series reminds me a bit of the TV program, Charlie’s Angels.

What I liked:

* Janey Fisher AKA Pearl: difficult backstory including abuse and exploitation, survivor, martial arts skills, athletic, tiny but mighty, prickly, hair trigger, good friend, has trust issues, likes to be in control, finds something special with Lee

* Lee Remington: free-lance journalist, curious, mother killed for knowing too much about Transition House, strong interest in truth finding and exposing evil people and what they do, patient, strong, interested in Janey

* Catching up with the other members of the team: Kate/Pearl, Mitch, Ray/Onyx, and Jacob

* The plot, pacing, setting, and writing with the tie-in that runs through the series leading back to Transition House’s three main organizers that got away but will be found and put out of service by the end of the series

* The way the team are there for one another AND for those that they find and rescue

* Getting to see more than one youth rescued in this story

* The part the FBI played and how they worked seamlessly with GEM

* Thinking about what Jacob’s tie to Transition House and its past might be – hoping to find out in the next book

* That there is another book to look forward to with Onyx starring in the finale

What I didn’t like: * Who and what I was meant not to like

* Thinking about predators that procure and then use and abuse humans of any age by considering them disposable merchandise

Did I enjoy this book? Yes

Would I read more in this series? Yes

Thank you to the author for the ARC – This is my honest review.

5 Star

BLURB

GEM: a privately-funded organization operating independently in the search for—and the rescue and recovery of—missing and exploited children. Although, at times working in conjunction with law enforcement, GEM aims to ensure the victims receive justice…by whatever means necessary. ____ Operator Pearl; layered, mysterious, a protector. She masks as delicate, analyzes, and moves stealthily. Hot on the trail of a young accomplice in a child exploitation ring, Pearl finds herself posing as a teenager to get close. Unfortunately, joining a group of kids on a wilderness quest means stepping out of her comfort zone and into uncertainty. But with the target in her sights her focus stays razor-sharp. The last thing she needs is the dogged journalist who’s been close on her heels catching up and rattling her cage. When he inserts himself into her investigation, she has no choice but to go along. Thrown together in a mutual pursuit of justice, the negative energy between them sparks up in a new way.

[allthingsdarkanddirty]

BRAND NEW RELEASE! Onyx Interruptions by L.A. Boruff, Lacey Carter, and Lia Davis is now live and ready to sweep you off your feet into a cozy fantasy free-for-all!

Grab your copy now.  Universal: https://geni.us/OnyxInterruptionsIt's #free with #Kindleunlimited! BLURB:

Dr. Ember Thorn doesn’t have time to drop everything to take a worthless piece of onyx back to some random Caribbean island because her mother broke a hip and can’t do it herself. It can wait.

So, it waits. And waits. It waits until Ember’s life goes a bit wonky. She loses her boyfriend, her job, and her house ends up full of raw sewage.

Well, okay, then. No reason not to go reset in the Caribbean. She hops the next plane out and ends up seated beside the man who made sure she lost her job.

He had some justification. Ember was the one who sent his very much alive father to the morgue. Don’t freak out. It’s not like it was intentional, and the man didn’t even end up being refrigerated. It was a simple mistake and nobody was injured. Not physically… the not-dead guy may need some therapy.

On island time, things aren’t looking up. The airline lost her luggage, then when she gets to the island, she’s thrown from the boat by an overzealous driver—and her pig.

Just as she’s about to drink herself into oblivion, she spots Delilah Bradbury, actress, icon, and movie director. Ember strikes up a conversation—she’s Delilah’s biggest fan, Oh Em Gee!—and her luck finally changes. By some island miracle, Ember ends up with the lead role in the upcoming movie about a pirate, a witch, and a trio of magical jewels.

It’s not that easy. Things are never that easy. Nothing is what it seems on Pararey Island. Thanks to Renegade Remington and the love of his life, Ariyah, who are dying—not literally, they’re already dead—to tell their story, maybe true love will prevail for all of them.

#releaseblitz #releaseblast #releaseday #bookbirthday #booklaunch #newrelease #fantasycozy #cozyfantasy #fantasyfiction #pwf #paranormalwomensfiction #paranormalcozy #paranormalmystery #paranormalfiction #onyxinterruptions #sisterhoodofthestones #books #reading #matureheroine #midlifefiction #womensfiction #sisterfiction #bookish #bookbuzz #booksbooksbooks  About The Authors:

L.A. Boruff LA (Lainie) Boruff lives in East Tennessee with her husband, three children, and an ever growing number of cats. She loves reading, watching TV, and procrastinating by browsing Facebook. LA’s passions include vampires, food, and listening to heavy metal music. She once won a Harry Potter trivia contest based on the books and lost one based on the movies. She has two bands on her bucket list that she still hasn’t seen: AC/DC and Alice Cooper. Feel free to send tickets

Lacey Carter

Lacey Carter writes paranormal women’s fiction and cozy mysteries with humor, adventure, and a little romance. Her stories are sure to make you smile, laugh, and maybe even cry. But don’t worry, she’s always sure to give her readers a happy ending for her brave heroes and heroines.

As a USA Today bestselling author, Lacey is always working on another story. She thrives off of the adventure both in her books and outside of them, while raising her three beautiful children, with her amazing husband. She also writes steamy romances under the name Lacey Carter Andersen.

So if you’re looking for fun and adventure, dive into one of her worlds today!

Lia Davis Lia Davis is the USA Today bestselling author of more than forty books, including her fan favorite Ashwood Falls Series. A lifelong fan of magic, mystery, romance and adventure, Lia's novels feature compassionate alpha heroes and strong leading ladies, plenty of heat, and happily-ever-afters

Lia makes her home in Northeast Florida where she battles hurricanes and humidity like one of her heroines. When she's not writing, she loves to spend time with her family, travel, read, enjoy nature, and spoil her kitties.  She also loves to hear from her readers. Send her a note at lia@authorliadavis.com!

Find Them On The Web! L.A. - https://laboruff.com Lacey - https://laceycarterandersen.net Lia - https://authorliadavis.com

[rat-makes-moodboards]

𝖇𝖎𝖌 𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖙𝖘, 𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖆 𝖈𝖆𝖙– 𝖓𝖔 𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖊'𝖘 𝖌𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙!

[your-bigender-big-brother]

Looking for a neutral name? I’m thinking about names right now. Let’s make a huge list of gender neutral names! They’re all below the cut and I encourage suggestions! (Many spelling variations are not included because those are up to the user to decide.)

Please know that there is a very long list under Keep Reading!

Adair

Aden

Aeden

Aer

Aether

Aiden

Air

Aire

Alex

Alyx

Amethyst

Apricot

Arden

Argyle

Ash

Aspen

Aster

August

Auxin

Avery

Ax

Axe

Axialis

Axis

Ayden

Azimuth

Bae

Beck

Berrie

Berry

Biblo

Birch

Bird

Blu

Blue

Blake

Borage

Bracket

Brynn

Cadmium

Calyx

Camden

Canary

Canter

Carson

Casey

Cherry

Clover

Colby

Copper

Coron

Cosmo

Cove

Crow

Cuperton

Cuprum

Curve

Dakota

Dalton

Daryl

Day

Deck

Ether

Ethereal

East

Easy

Ellery

Elm

Ember

Emerson

Everest

Extra

Faven

Fig

Finch

Fir

Flair

Flaire

Fur

Future

Garnet

Gibbous

Goby

Gray

Grey

Hale

Hark

Harper

Hart

Haven

Hayden

Hayes

Heart

Helium

Henley

Hickory

Hive

Honey

Hum

Hyperbola

Hypernova

Iggy

In

Indie

Indigo

Ink

Inkwell

Jae

Jay

Jey

Jules

Juniper

Jupiter

Justice

Kap

Kapree

Kay

Keelan

Kelp

Kendall

Kennedy

Kestrel

Kilo

Kris

Lair

Laire

Landish

Lane

Lapis

Lark

Lavender

Legion

Lennon

Lennox

Lev

Lex

Lime

Locust

London

Loop

Lore

Luck

Lumen

Luster

Lustre

Lutra

Lux

Lynx

Lyric

Maple

March

Mare

Marlow

Mars

Mass

Mauve

Mercury

Milli

Moo

Moon

Muni

Neptune

Neutrix

Nine

Noon

North

Nova

Oak

Oar

Onyx

Opal

Orange

Orion

Packett

Paralax

Parker

Parsec

Patton

Pearl

Peridot

Perihelion

Petri

Peyton

Phoenix

Pigeon

Pine

Plum

Plume

Pluto

Presley

Pulsar

Purple

Pyramid

Pyre

Pyro

Quark

Quasar

Quincy

Quinn

Quint

Raine

Ram

Ramsay

Rayn

Rayne

Reagan

Rebel

Reese

Remington

Remy

Rey

Radley

Ridley

Rigby

Riley

Rin

River

Roan

Rook

Root

Rowan

Rub

Ruby

Rune

Ryder

Sage

Salem

Sapphire

Saturn

September

Shiloh

Silver

Sky

Skye

Skylar

Skyler

Solar

Solaris

South

Sphere

Squid

Star

Sun

Tailor

Tar

Tare

Tayler

Taylor

Taylore

Teagan

Terabithia

Thyme

Time

Tobi

Tobie

Toby

Trapezoid

Tree

Tri

Triangle

Tuber

Tucket

Twinkle

Tyad

Tyr

Tyre

Umbra

Under

Uni

Ursa

Vale

Valor

Value

Vapor

Veil

Vine

Vio

Wane

Wax

West

Wick

Willow

Wothen

Wren

Wylie

X

Xap

Yam

Yarn

Yarrow

Yawn

Yellow

Yield

Yoshi

Zap

Zappi

Zappy

Zenith

Zev

Ziggy

Zylith

[scruffyplayssonic]

Are the ArchieSonic comics actually an 80's/90's syndicated cartoon? Episode 31: Time travel to the distant future year of 2000 (part two)

Welcome back to my look at the ArchieSonic comic series, and how it shared a lot of the same story tropes as a typical ‘80s or ‘90s syndicated cartoon! Today I’m continuing my look at time travel stories by following Silver the Hedgehog’s movements across time throughout the series.

Silver made his first appearance at the end of Sonic #194, travelling to Sonic’s time 200 years in Silver’s past to try and eliminate a “traitor” who had supposedly betrayed the Freedom Fighters.

At first he thought this was Sonic, but after fighting alongside him against Scourge, Silver decided he may have false information and went back to the future to do more research. 

…heh. “Back to the future.” See what I did there?

He next showed up in Sonic Universe #5, coming to the aid of King Sonic and his family in an alternate reality set 30 years in Sonic’s future.

Silver managed to stop an assassination plot against Sonic instigated by the Dark Presence’s vengeful leader, Lien-Da.

But not long after his heroic moment, Silver was knocked out by an undercover agent posing as Sonic’s staff and spent most of the rest of that arc unconscious. 😛

However he did wake up in time to help out King Sonic and his new team of Freedom Fighters in the fight against Tikhaos, an unstable fusion of Tikal and Perfect Chaos that had flooded the world in Silver’s time. 

Our first actual look at Silver’s future didn’t come until Sonic #215, when we saw him continuing his investigation to find the supposed traitor in the Freedom Fighters. While the world was no longer flooded it was still in ruins, and Angel Island was now partially submerged and renamed Onyx Island (as seen in Sonic Rivals). Silver decided to try and fix everything by going after Rotor this time, believing him to be a traitor just because his friends used to call him “Boomer.” 

Look, I don’t like boomers either. But if you think that killing them will save the future then…

…actually, you might be onto something. :P

When that lead didn’t pan out and Silver returned to his own time we were introduced to his two mentors.

The first one was the echidna Edmund, the last Guardian of Onyx Island. While it was never officially confirmed, it was strongly hinted at that Edmund was the grandson of Knuckles and Julie-Su, and son of their daughter Lara-Su and Vector’s son Argyle.

The second mentor turned out to be even more surprising - a supposedly reformed Mammoth Mogul, trying to atone for the role his inaction played in the world’s ruination. 

Silver’s next trip to the past (but from our point of view, still Sonic’s future) was in Sonic Universe #25. It ended up being another journey to an alternate reality where Knuckles had gone mad with power and become Enerjak again, wiping out almost the entire population of the planet. Silver teamed up with the local resistance against him, led by Lara-Su (calling herself Jani-Ca these days).

While Silver initially struggled going one on one with Enerjak, he eventually thought of his mentors’ teachings and managed to defeat Enerjak by turning his own power against him.

It’s worth mentioning that we first saw this version of Lara-Su back in Sonic #106, where she had also travelled back in time to try and prevent her dark timeline from occurring.

Much like Silver she had had bad information on what had happened, believing that Knuckles had been assassinated by Constable Remington when he had actually been trying to prevent an assassination.

She returned to her own timeline where her mother admitted the truth to her that Knuckles hadn’t been murdered at all but was actually the one who was taking over the world.

Silver returned to his mission of taking down the traitor in Sonic #235, when he uncovered “evidence” that Antoine was the one that had destroyed the Freedom Fighters. Mammoth Mogul gave him permission to return to the past to investigate, but getting tired of all of Silver’s previous incorrect accusations, told him that this time if he went he would have to remain in the past until he finally had gotten this right. Silver agreed and was sent back to Sonic’s time, where he immediately went to Sonic with his accusations.

…Sonic, quite understandably, did not take this well. He did however acknowledge that Silver had been right about one thing - with all the recent losses the team had taken, the Freedom Fighters were effectively finished. Silver was disheartened that he’d been wrong again, but was given new hope when he was approached by Harvey Who, the former head of King Max’s Secret Intelligence Division.

Having been pulled out of retirement by the deposed King Elias, Harvey offered to help Silver with his mission in return for him joining his Secret Freedom Fighter team.

Silver accepted and joined the effort to undermine the newly crowned King Naugus while Harvey Who investigated the supposed traitor among the Freedom Fighters.

With Harvey’s help Silver finally discovered the truth - the Freedom Fighter who had caused his bleak future was none other than Sally Acorn.

She had saved the world in Sonic #230 when she had destroyed Robotnik’s world roboticiser, but in doing so she had created a different apocalypse when the beam was inverted on her and turned her into the murderous robot Mecha Sally. This would ultimately lead to her destroying the Freedom Fighters and Eggman being able to take over the world without Sonic to stop him.

Silver was able to change the future at the last second by preventing Mecha Sally from killing Sonic, Tails and Amy… but we never got to find out what happened after that because Eggman activated the Super Genesis Wave and the world was reset for the comic’s reboot.

Post-reboot, Silver changed his mission from travelling through time to travelling through various alternate dimensions, closing the Genesis portals that had started popping up as a result of Eggman wreaking havoc on reality.

We did however get to see Silver’s new present time in The Silver Age arc in Sonic Universe #79 - 82. Onyx Island was now a dystopian empire ruled by the Onyx City Council. Silver teamed up with a telepathic tenrec named Gold and Professor Von Schlemmer (better known from Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog) to try to stop the Council from experimenting on the Genesis Portals and unleashing a monster called the Second Devourer on the world.

I think that covers all the time-travel-to-the-future stuff we saw in the comics. Did I miss anything? Let me know in the comments! Next time we’re moving on from time travel to another well known trope - the dreaded clip show! Dun-dun-duuuuuuun!

[art-beyond-the-stars]

...Yet another We Happy Few OC......

Their name is Onyx Remington, pronouns they/him, and they're an AMAB, nonbinary, polyamorous omnisexual!

The above drawing is inspired by a poster that can be found in-game! :3

Ko-fi!

[therealnateblackwood]

Remington gets to have Hayloft II (Dark Verb Mix) in his playlist because he had some secret sex that made his dad want to kill him <3 also i can do whatever i want forever

[therealnateblackwood]

Nate pulled away from Remington, pulling his shirt down over the bruises on his stomach. "No- nothing happened..."

"That's bullshit and you know it."

Prompt #5

“You are going to tell me what happened RIGHT now. Someone hurt you, and I’m not letting you protect them.”

[pettynam]

Biko

Willet

Dallon Wheeks

Askari

Baguette

Waffle

Baliyo

Woodson

Linkers

Sage

Sausage

Feta

Sâhasí

Midnight

Growler

Pancake

Critter

Kugabu

Taco

Sixtus

Renatus

Ignatius

Little King Trashmouth

El Diablo

Janja

Genji

Lykoi

Gir

Zim

Coffee Bean

Uncle Max

Yogi

Turbo

Lutra Lutra

Moo Moo

Blinkin

Niall

Mango

Aslan

Koi

Frog King

Akkoro Kamui

Kuchi Kopi

Scottjon Dansteve

Big Ben

Dumbledore

Toboggan

Chubs

Taj

Lionel

Hans

Hendrix

Colonel Fluffers

Kestrel

Aang

Skip Marooch

Pesto

Ridge

Sparrow

Sphinx

Uncle Feathers

Harrison

Wilder

Zev

The Beaver

Wagstaff

Meadowlark

Lautoro

Heron

Dr. Ernest Hawk

Gannet

Kojima

Money Goose

Syrup

Mr. Cow

Jaribu

Wiko

Chumvi

Lance

Mr. Pinecone

Pine

Meadow

Sudeikis

McConkey

Zazu

Apollo

Aspen

Caspian

Rafiki

Dove

Buddah

Clover

Namaste

Ghandi

Drew P. Neck

Pickles

Cheese

Fromage

Bat Broom
Mr. Flapjack

James Van Der Beak

Armisen

Rust Stain

Mr. Fishsticks

Appa

Zox

Simba

Pumbaa

Scar

Mufasa

Jackknife

Gator

Rosewood

Carlo

Peregrine

Sphenoid

Incus

Mr. Bear

Moon

Thorax

Ozuru

Ortega

Paco

Jericho

Bosco

Starling

Bruno

Zorobabel

Norbert

Ted Leo

Kyro

Sparrow

Letchworth

Zamir

Talon

Remus

Clarence

Percy

Puppy

Albus

Goigoi

Dogo

Ivo

Artemis

Pudge

Zito

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Ziga

King Sokwe

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Shujaa

Kiazi

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Bob Burger

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Burger

Bambun

Ajabu

Abu

Kambuni

Domog

Bogino

Kifaru

Young Rhino

Bupu

Boboka

Hitashi

Nabasu

Kwato

Masikio

Kongwe

Azaad

Moose

Old Civet

Tompok

Makuu

Hadithi

Art

Seisou

Yun Mibu

Pete Zaparti

Binga

Flint

Kopa

Echo

Happy

Shark

Kinyonga

Mapigano

Kitendo

Valentine

Loki

Zucker

Bird

Rain

Calum

Crawford

Chai

Grover

Rex

Crow

Lotus

Lyman

Benjiro

Ichiro

North

Kazuo

Ringo

Vail

Oricorio

Pumpkaboo

Rockruff

Bernie

Skiddo

Keldeo

Zekrom

Rufflet

Bear

Pablo

Montero

Abel

Shauku

Vullaby

Cubchoo

Beartic

Sawsbuck

Vincent

Deerling

Roserade

Rampardos

Luxio

Piplup

Sealeo

Walrein

Whiscash

Swablu

Spinda

Torkoal

Wailord

Vigoroth

Wingull

Swellow

Taillow

Luicolo

Zigzagoon

Stantler

Houndour

Houndoom

Mantine

Octillery

Corsola

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Quagsire

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Jumpluff

Skiploom

Sudowoodo

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Bellossom

Xatu

Crobat

Chinchou

Onyx

Noctowl

Furret

Quilava

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Horsea

Fred

Quintillius

Tulius

Gopher

Baton

Murph

Gulliver

Pidgey

Barack

Greene

Rutherford

Wailmer

Kylo

Sharpedo

Keith Moon

Hugo

Ned the Elephant

Little Jimmy

Horace

Kovu

Lake

Meadow

Tarintino

Remington

Lobo

Static

Elon

Ludo

Hornsby

Roscoe

Rocco

Aliki

Cousteau

Quillson

Bones

Mjomba

Goose

Inkwell

Jairo

Mr. Business

Indigo

Croque

Frobert

Ribbot

Wart Jr

Quint

Ezra

Quentin

Forrest

Enzo

Leland

River

Dalton

Oscar

Gus

Dallon

Silas

Draper

Irving

Judah

Emmett

Isaac

Basil

Walter

Wilbur

Miles

Jasper

Adam

Beau

Warren

Leif

Ronan

Cedric

Levi

Cecil

Atlas

Edgar

Finn

Leo

Rowan

Romeo

Everett

Keith

Lucius

Remus

Bruno

Lowell

Arden

Horatio

Ike

Winston

Rudy

Keaton

Errol

Bjørn

Rory

Valentino

Emerson

Ross

Servius

Sven

Dexter

Gem

Julio

Dorian

Gustav

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Cyril

Felix

Peep

Speedy the Snail

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Gonzo

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E.V.O.L Chapter 2 - On No!

Chapter Summary: Logan is finally done with his workday and can now retire to his living quarter upstairs. He starts reviewing his notes for the day only to find a few inconsistencies and a startling conclusion...

Warnings: Beginnings of Yandere like behavior, mentions of stalking, emotional breakdown, breaking of objects.

Pairings: One-sided analogical.

Word Count: 4k+

Chapter followed by Author’s Note then Tag List under the read more:

One track mind, one track heart.

If I fail, I'll fall apart.

Maybe it is all a test.

'Cause I feel like I'm the worst,

So I always act like I'm the best.

Logan Sumner, self proclaimed magical child prodigy and warlock extraordinaire, always had three cups of coffee throughout his typical work day. One cup before breakfast, one in the middle of lunch, and finally one after his dinner. Dr Sumner was well known in the magical community as a stickler for his routine and the outbursts that were sure to follow if anything trivial ever dared to interrupt said routine. Though the particular interruptions that had occurred earlier that day hadn’t bothered him nearly as much as they should have. Almost as if-

He tightened his lips and jerkily shook his head to rid himself of that train of thought before it could even leave the station. Instead, he steered ever sturdily and steadily forward and into his quaint dining room table’s only occupying chair. It was time for dinner, after all. He whistled out into the air of the sparsely decorated apartment atop his shop for his two wonderful and trustworthy Familiars. 

Moriariy, punctual as per usual, was the first to join him. Flying in from the direction of his bedroom and landing at the other end of the table, where a small plate of little seeds and several lush fruits awaited him. His other Familiar, however, followed along at his typical slower pace. Slinking in from the direction of the stairwell and stopping beside him at the foot of the table, where a larger plate of tenderly cooked meats awaited him.

“Did you have a good run, Sheppard?” Logan asks the Valravn as he runs a gentle hand along the canine’s back.

Sheppard, who was slightly more wild in nature than the Yatagarasu, would occasionally leave the shop for the later half of their work day in order to have a refreshing romp in the nearest forest- the one just outside of Painic Park. Logan never once worried over his return, for his Familiars had never failed him before. Which is one of the many reasons he got along better with them than with his other, more humanoid peers.

The handsome pitch black wolf with scattered feathers along his form, bird’s talons as front legs, and a sharp beak perched at the end of his snout gave a tired out, low swooping nod at the query. His warlock gave him a quick pat on the head for his reply and turned away to focus on his own meal. 

It was a hearty and well balanced dinner of steak and salad, yet Logan could not help but feel as though he was craving something else entirely different. Perhaps it was the usual pull towards his work he so often felt? Nodding along to the notion, he picked up his cutlery in order to dig in. One cannot think well on an empty stomach, as the saying goes. Once he began eating, his polite and surprisingly patient Familiars began to eat their own meals as well.

After dinner he immediately washes the small amount of dishes used during the day. It was best not to let them pile up too much, as he was a man that loathed disorder and messiness.

Moriarty swooped in to help place the assorted plates and glasses back on the shelves while Sheppard strode his way over to the living room to lay between Logan’s grey loveseat and the small brick fireplace. Knowing full well that that seat was where Logan would be spending the next couple of hours as he casually went over the day’s work. 

Moriarty, on the other hand, would spend the time flitting between nesting on the cushion beside him, perching on the back of the loveseat, and resting himself upon Logan’s shoulder. His movements were easily predictable for Logan, who hardly ever got startled by the bird. Well, with the exception of…

The warlock pinched the bridge of his nose as he made his own way into the living room while holding his last cup of coffee of the day, sending Moriarty a look that somehow managed to be questioning, exasperated, and fond all rolled into one as he passed by him.

Why had the bird practically launched himself towards their newest client? Normally, if his Familiars invaded a strangers personal space so abruptly upon first meeting them then that meant that they saw them as a threat and were acting fast to protect their warlock. But that had apparently not been the case at all! Moriarity had....had proceeded to cuddle the darkly dressed man in an overly affectionate and quite frankly rude manner. His Familiars, as he had mentioned to the fellow, usually did not like anyone other than Logan. Only finding exception in long time acquaintances that he held a particular camaraderie with. Especially Moriarty because he was Logan’s first and therefore most bonded. The client in question, however...Had seemed to not mind at all...And had just happily soaked up the bird’s affection towards him. He had taken it all in with an alarmingly charming smile and softened voice that almost made his knees-

He falls into the loveseat, gripping the edge of the cushions with one hand and trying not to spill his fresh coffee with the other as he sits down. Anchoring his thoughts before he lets them set sail into some illusionary sunset. He needed to forget about that odd incident. He needed to start thinking straight again. He needed to get some more work done. 

Don't do love, don't do friends.

I'm only after success.

Don't need a relationship.

I'll never soften my grip.

With a resolved sigh the warlock reached over to the end table beside the loveseat, placed the just barely saved cup atop it’s coaster, scooped up the couple of notebooks that were there, and began looking through his notes on all of his meetings for the day. As he read through them, however, he began to feel unnaturally antsy. He chewed on his bottom lip. He tapped his nails against the cover. He hopped his foot continuously up and down. Sensing his uneasiness, Moriarty lets out a questioning caw soon followed by Sheppard’s concerned woof.  

“I’m fine.” He rasps out, “It’s just…” His eyes flicker towards the second notebook, the one now laying right beside his thigh. The one he would read second. Because he always read everything in chronological order and he would never skip around. Not for anything. Because it was very important that he remained well organized and timely in his work. So he would leave that one for later, for only after he had finished this one first. He would leave it there and he would-

Proceed to snatch it up immediately, entirely disregarding the previous notebook, which promptly and tragically fell onto the floor. Poor first notebook. Your fate belongs with the pen now.

“It’s this.” He hisses out as he flips on over to page thirty two. The beginning of his notes on his noon appointment, who had actually arrived an overwhelmingly terrible amount of one and a half hours late. Which had set him further on edge than he already was after dealing with Misses Stockbean around ten o’clock that morning, who had demanded more Ozian Poppy seeds than the original agreed amount for half the usual price. So understandably, he might have been a tad snappy towards the bloke at first but he had tried to soften at least a little bit after seeing how anxious the poor guy really was. But then, oh then, Moriarty had preceded to act entirely too strange for him which set Logan right back on edge again. After he had calmed his Familiar down with promises of extra fruits at dinner that night if he stayed quietly upstairs for the remainder of the appointment, he had finally been able to start to interview him.

Monday, September 23rd. Virgil Spurling. Age 26. Self Employed. Lives with his three adoptive parents, Thomas Proudfoot, Talyn Banes, and Joan Vivas. Only spends time with either the three of them, or his two honorary cousins Remington Sexton and Otto Toby Haggard. No living friends outside of the family. No current romantic or sexual partners. Has dark brown hair with light brown highlights. Has long bangs that fall over his eyes, sometimes almost covering them completely. Has rather stormy hazel blue eyes that almost appear violet depending on the lighting he is in. Has pronounced dark circles under his eyes- which are concerning. Has a lovely onyx teardrop piercing on his left cheek and a pair of matching dahlia piercings besides his lips. Has rounded, soft pink lips with a thinner upper lip and a thicker, more bitable lower lip and-

Wait a minute, just what kind of notes had he been taking the entire time he was conducting this interview?! He skips ahead two pages and he’s still just on the physical description section. His physical descriptions had always been more concise and to the point before now. He didn’t quite understand what had happened this time in order to change that. He skims ahead more to try and pinpoint any change or clue anywhere in all of this absurdity. 

Has brushed his bangs aside and placed them beside his ear to allow me to see that he has a tattoo behind his ear, on the side of his neck, comprised of a complicated swirl of black roses and thorns. It looks like it would have been painful to get but compliments the structure of the junction between his neck and shoulder nicely. It makes one wonder if he would appreciate someone’s equally difficult yet proudly designed tattoos of assorted constellations across one’s rib cages-

Okay, just why had he started talking about his own tattoos? These notebooks weren’t for some diary-esque documentation of himself. They were for taking professional notes so that he made sure he remembered the most important details of, and information for, all of his assorted clientele. Skip ahead further!

He is surprisingly smart. He is as quick witted as he is sharp-tongued. Metaphorically, of course. Physically, his actual tongue is baby pink and soft, if the few times it has darted out to lick nervously over his lips and teeth are of any indication. He hates pick up lines. Understandable. I find them pointless as well. He. Him. He too has memorized the entire periodic table of elements and is actually fluent in using their abbreviated symbols to make multiple words. Impressive. Breathtaking-

Well at least he seemed to be finally past the physical description now. Yet those strange sentences kept popping up and intertwining themselves where they had no right to be. Even if that had been rather breathtaking at the time it still...It still didn’t explain...Skip ahead! Skip ahead!

He lost his only friend at much too young of an age. I couldn't even begin to imagine how he must feel. How I would have felt were I in his place. He deserves to be comforted and well looked after. He needs a hug. A nice long, extended hug. Perhaps, seeing as I am the only one here with him as of the moment and thusly the only person currently available to do so I could-

Woah, woah, woah. Slow down there past Logan! One should never initiate physical contact with their client without their express consent. He knew that, of course. He knew that and yet he had written...He had written far too much about himself, is what he had done. Wasn’t he supposed to be finding Virgil a suitable romantic and/or sexual partner? How could he do that if he was too busy writing about himself and what...what he wanted? And wait, he wanted? He...yearned? And just for what, exactly? Skip-

He likes poetry. Specifically gothic poetry. That is one of my many favorites as well. I have a rather extensive collection in my shop that I could share with him-

Oh Merlin. 

He prefers Astronomy as well. Rather surprising, actually, given his darker appearance and habit of speaking- I had wrongly pegged him for someone much more superstitious. A nice surprise. A welcome one. He seems hyper fixated on the plethora of bird-associated constellations which is highly endearing. There is a new large telescope being currently housed in the recently opened observatory section of the Morph Museum, which is not that far of a walk from my shop. Perhaps I could take him-

Oh Merryweather.

He likes bath bombs and the hand soap that foams. He likes collecting seashells and storing little hidden trinkets in them. He likes feeling the gentler tides lap across his feet but dislikes ever actually going any further into the water unless someone he trusts is there with him. Meanwhile, I personally haven’t been out metal detecting in a while maybe I could go with-

Oh Mages of Both Old and New!

I know exactly what I want and who I want to be.

I know exactly why I walk and talk like a machine.

I'm now becoming my own self-fulfilled prophecy.

Oh, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh!

Logan tosses the notebook back down onto the couch, a notably much safer place than the floor, and lets out a choked, broken sob. Using his hands to haphazardly tug on his hair, he somehow hopes to numb his ever spiraling thoughts like a brain freeze might do so after drinking a cold beverage too fast but it’s not working.  Nothing’s working and-

And there’s a lick on one of his hands. He blinks aside a few tears he hadn’t even realized had fallen in the first place and sees that Sheppard had risen to his height by standing on his hind paws and was now trying to gently get his warlock to stop abusing his own scalp. Meanwhile, Moriarty was darting back and forth across the room, obviously trying to locate the source of Logan’s clear distress. He manages a breathy chuckle at that despite his current haggard condition and decides to wrap his arms gently around Sheppard’s feathered scuff instead.

“Really,” he praises, “What would I do without you two?” 

Sheppard huffs back at him, which roughly translated to Nothing, obviously. And causes Logan to break out into a more genuine laugh this time before sinking to his knees and bringing the pup softly down with him. He evens his breathing out as Shep licks consolingly at his hands and arms. “What am I going to do, boy?” he mumbles as he uses his dress shirt’s pocket handkerchief to dab at the stray tears with one arm as he still clings to the wolf with his other. “This can’t be happening, right? It just can’t.” He gets no response at that, however, probably since the poor canine can’t entirely grasp the emotional severity of the situation. 

Deciding to just toss the handkerchief into the nearest bin instead of sending it through the wash as per usual whenever he dirtied it, he finally lets go of Sheppard, stands back up, and brushes off his pants legs. Upon glancing towards the looming form of the notebook where it still lay tauntingly on the couch’s cushions, he guffaws a more strained and panicked laugh as his thought train not only takes off down the tracks but also entirely derails off course.

If you are not very careful,

Your possessions will possess you.

TV taught me how to feel,

Now real life has no appeal.

“What have I always told myself, hm?” He gestures wildy, causing Moriarty to stop his frantic searching in order to look towards him and for Sheppard to perk back up into attention as well. “What have I always told myself even way back in school? Even though other more hormonal mages always disagreed with me, what were the words I always stuck by, huh?” The two Familiars shared a brief confused look between the two of them.

Logan stops to run a hand through his hair in hopes of straightening it up a bit from it’s tousled state. “What words not only got me through school but also allowed me to reach my full potential and achieve the placement of top student?” He allows himself to take a moment to stroke a hand over each of the surfaces of all the awards aligning the top shelf of his smallest bookcase, located on the other side of the loveseat than the end table was. These were the backups of the awards he kept in his shop downstairs, just in case a particularly rowdy customer ever managed to break one. After his fingers left the “Best Little Potion Maker’s” one, he pushed himself away from the area entirely and headed swiftly towards the hallway in front of the staircase. 

It has no appeal.

It has no appeal.

It has no appeal.

It has no appeal.

It has no appeal!

His ever attentive Familiars followed worriedly behind him until they stop just before the steps. He flourishes a harsh, pointed finger at the few portraits hanging on the wall there. “What words were going to eventually get me all the way to the top of Heartwish City’s very own magical community? But are now just...Just dead pipe dreams!” His two most trusted creature companions, still ever so confused by his current trail of logic, made hushed little questioning noises.

Ripping the topmost portrait off of the wall, he began to hiss his next words at it as if the object itself had managed to personally offend him. “Focus on your work. Never fall prey to your feelings. You need to be successful in life more than you need to personally engage in any inane romantic or sexual endeavors.” Merlin’s painted facade stared blankly and unchangingly back at him. In utter retaliation at the silence, he tosses it frame and all down the stairs. Upon remembering Logan’s aversion to untidiness, Sheppard slinks slowly down them to go collect the scattered remains.

Don't want cash, don't want card.

Want it fast, want it hard.

Don't need money, don't need fame.

I just want to make a change.

“Lot of good that did me, boys!” He continues to deliriously shout out, “All these years and not even so much of an inkling of said feelings and yet over the course of one idiotically ineffable day I’ve managed to gain what is essentially a childish schoolyard crush!” He managed to breathe out all in one go before slumping tiredly against the side of the stairwell.

In a Eureka! moment Moriarty begins to excitedly flit to and fro while hurriedly chirping at his warlock. Almost too fast for him to be able to sense the meaning of. “Wait, slow down a bit Mori. What are you-” More hard to decipher chirps, “Hold on, move in? What on earth gave you that idea? No, he’s not going to-” More persistent caws this time, “Well, of course we both like him, I’ve literally just now established that already and- And wait just a moment.”

He scoops the bird gently into his palms. “You liked him first, didn’t you?” One short caw confirmed a resounding Yes. for him. “Did you know, then? Could you have possibly sensed that he’s perfect for me? For us?” He stutters out a breathy laugh, “That’s what that whole debacle was about, wasn’t it?” The crow coos soothingly back up at him and gives him a love bite on the bridge of his nose. Logan releases Moriarty back into the air, along with the emotions connected to his previous outburst, and leans back to place his hands firmly on his hips while he stood proudly back up on his own two feet.

“Just look at me, behaving so ridiculously over the top for such a trivial matter. Throwing a temper tantrum even! Just what would my old professors say, if they saw me now?” He shuffles over to the other side of the hallway where a small cabinet is and opens one of the drawers. “After all, I am more than perfectly capable of handling more than one problem at a time, am I not?” There was both a cheerfully agreeable caw and howl at that, which caused him to finally smile happily again. “And besides, it might not even last all that long. Crushes and mere infatutations are usually short lived!” He rifles through the drawer’s contents until he finds another portrait that was dusty and slightly cracked in one of the upper hand corners. Shutting the drawer and striding back over to the stairwell he holds it up to see if it’ll fit in the arrangement. “Yes, this’ll do perfectly.”

I just wanna change.

I just wanna change.

I just wanna change.

I just wanna change.

I just wanna change!

“And well, if it does last longer or just so happens to escalate further, then...” He concludes as he places the portrait on the spot with a short spell to fix the hook he had broken earlier and steps back to admire the new set up, “His parents never specified that I couldn't be the one I chose for his match, now did they?” Morgan Le Fey, now sitting atop the others as if on a throne made up of the mages, gives him a subtly wicked and tilted smile in response. 

He mirrors her expression for the briefest of moments before spinning on his heel and heading towards the only window on the top floor of his building. The warlock steps into his bedroom,  pushes the curtains aside, and undoes the latches in the center. As he thrusts the two panes wide open, Moriarty joins his side once more.

 “Ah, perfectly punctual as always, Moriarty.” he praises as the bird lands on the back of his hand before leaning in to whisper conspiratorially to him, “Before any new endeavor one embarks on in their life, they should always research properly first, yes?” After his Familiar nods in agreement he continues onwards, “And I’m sure you want to see him again soon yourself, right?” Upon realizing who his warlock was talking about, the bird fluffs up his feathers in anticipation. “Exactly, so this all makes perfect sense.” He waves away any other possible negative notions with a sweep of his hand and turns swiftly back towards the open window.

The sun was setting now. The doctor briefly recalled a time, as a kid, where he had stayed up long past his bedtime not only to see the sunset but to also test out his newest telescope. Back then, before he had properly entered into his magical schooling, he had been far more into scientific pursuits at the time. Though he still held a liking towards them now that he was older, what really currently consumed him was his work with all things magical and mythical. Though now, after today, a new beast of a subject was rounding the corner to have it’s turn eating away at his soul. Maybe, just maybe, if he was lucky enough, he could manage to take a bite out of it first.

“Alright, Moriarity, you know what you must do.” He interrupted the nostalgic scene and swung the arm the Yatagarasu was perched upon out the window and into the open picturesque evening air. His voice took on a booming echo, “Go forth and gather all that we must know, Though never your own cover you must blow.”

All three of his Familiar’s eyes flashed with the royal blue color of Logan’s magic before the third eye disappeared into the feathers of his forehead and his third leg was tucked away into the feathers of his tail. They both breathed a collective sigh of relief at another spell well cast, despite the roller coaster of emotions that they had all been through that day. Moriarty gave him one final nod in reassurance of their plan and took off into the ever changing dusk sky.

The warlock stayed by the window long enough to watch until his Familiar’s form disappeared over the horizon then set about closing and locking it back up. His other Familiar trudged upwards from the stairs, through the small apartment, and into his bedroom. Giving him a huff to announce his presence. 

“Oh, you cleaned it up?” he asked the Valravn, who butted his head against his thigh, “Thank you, though I could have gotten it myself later.” A grunt followed that and he chuckled as he scratched behind the canine’s ears, “Yes, yes you're a good boy. Now let’s head to bed, shall we?” Sheppard pulled away from the affection to howl at the window. “Moriarty? He’s...running an errand. He’ll be a while.” To which he received the most pointed look a dog’s face could ever muster. He shivered as he felt the intrinsically implied Can’t hide things from me, we’re bonded. and cleared his throat to correct himself, “He’s watching over our dear new acquaintance, Virgil. Don’t worry, you’ll be able to meet him yourself soon.” 

Much more satisfied by that answer, Shep hopped up onto his rightful spot at the foot of the bed. Where he settled down to wait as Logan went through his nightly routine of partially getting ready for the next work day, cleaning himself up, and changing into his pajamas. 

Meanwhile, the coffee mug in the living room on the dark wooden end table still sat forgotten and untouched. Where it would no doubt remain throughout the entire night.

I'm gonna live, I'm gonna fly.

I'm gonna fail, I'm gonna die.

I'm gonna live, I'm gonna fly.

I'm gonna fail, gonna die, die, die, die.

A/N: So I’m still a dirty rotten no good procrastinator. But! Hopefully it’ll help make up for the wait just a little bit that I’ll be posting both chapters 2 and 3 in quick secession. Along with a short, one-off Creativitwins fanfic (coming soon) based off of the latest episode (SVS Part 2). Hope you’ll enjoy! ^ . ^ “”” Also, I’ll no longer be going through the original post for reblogs to add to the taglist. So if anyone wants to be added to it please dm or ask me and let me know! ;3

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She lost her boyfriend, then her job. All because of a rock... Onyx Interruptions by L.A. Boruff, Lacey Carter, and Lia Davis is available for preorder now!Universal: https://geni.us/OnyxInterruptions BLURB:

Dr. Ember Thorn doesn’t have time to drop everything to take a worthless piece of onyx back to some random Caribbean island because her mother broke a hip and can’t do it herself. It can wait.

So, it waits. And waits. It waits until Ember’s life goes a bit wonky. She loses her boyfriend, her job, and her house ends up full of raw sewage.

Well, okay, then. No reason not to go reset in the Caribbean. She hops the next plane out and ends up seated beside the man who made sure she lost her job.

He had some justification. Ember was the one who sent his very much alive father to the morgue. Don’t freak out. It’s not like it was intentional, and the man didn’t even end up being refrigerated. It was a simple mistake and nobody was injured. Not physically… the not-dead guy may need some therapy.

On island time, things aren’t looking up. The airline lost her luggage, then when she gets to the island, she’s thrown from the boat by an overzealous driver—and her pig.

Just as she’s about to drink herself into oblivion, she spots Delilah Bradbury, actress, icon, and movie director. Ember strikes up a conversation—she’s Delilah’s biggest fan, Oh Em Gee!—and her luck finally changes. By some island miracle, Ember ends up with the lead role in the upcoming movie about a pirate, a witch, and a trio of magical jewels.

It’s not that easy. Things are never that easy. Nothing is what it seems on Pararey Island. Thanks to Renegade Remington and the love of his life, Ariyah, who are dying—not literally, they’re already dead—to tell their story, maybe true love will prevail for all of them.

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L.A. Boruff LA (Lainie) Boruff lives in East Tennessee with her husband, three children, and an ever growing number of cats. She loves reading, watching TV, and procrastinating by browsing Facebook. LA’s passions include vampires, food, and listening to heavy metal music. She once won a Harry Potter trivia contest based on the books and lost one based on the movies. She has two bands on her bucket list that she still hasn’t seen: AC/DC and Alice Cooper. Feel free to send tickets

Lacey Carter

Lacey Carter writes paranormal women’s fiction and cozy mysteries with humor, adventure, and a little romance. Her stories are sure to make you smile, laugh, and maybe even cry. But don’t worry, she’s always sure to give her readers a happy ending for her brave heroes and heroines.

As a USA Today bestselling author, Lacey is always working on another story. She thrives off of the adventure both in her books and outside of them, while raising her three beautiful children, with her amazing husband. She also writes steamy romances under the name Lacey Carter Andersen.

So if you’re looking for fun and adventure, dive into one of her worlds today!

Lia Davis Lia Davis is the USA Today bestselling author of more than forty books, including her fan favorite Ashwood Falls Series. A lifelong fan of magic, mystery, romance and adventure, Lia's novels feature compassionate alpha heroes and strong leading ladies, plenty of heat, and happily-ever-afters

Lia makes her home in Northeast Florida where she battles hurricanes and humidity like one of her heroines. When she's not writing, she loves to spend time with her family, travel, read, enjoy nature, and spoil her kitties.  She also loves to hear from her readers. Send her a note at lia@authorliadavis.com!

Find Them On The Web! L.A. - https://laboruff.com Lacey - https://laceycarterandersen.net Lia - https://authorliadavis.com