Midnight Thrills
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Category:
Fantasy & Science Fiction › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,860
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Midnight Thrills
[A/N: Um, don\'t be too alramed...I know you might find some stuff out there that is a whole lot worse but this is just...yeah. YIPEE! So, I hope you enjoy! Please read and review and I will give you a special prize! Yay for love and cookies! I mean, sshh, it\'s a secret! ;) ]
[P.S. FYI, this isn\'t my usual writing format.]
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She runs frantically through the woods, trying to escape her pursuer. Her breath condenses into fog behind her, coldness rushing into her lungs when she grabs another mouthful of air. She panics as she falls over a tree limb, scrambles to get back up. Her ears pick up his heavy footfalls as he bears down upon her. It seems forever until she’s back on her feet and running again. She lets out the breath she didn’t realize she was holding and darts to a tree that looks good enough to climb. She makes her frenzied way up, careful not to make too much noise. When she thinks she’s high enough, she stops and attempts to quiet her heart and breathing. It’s not long before he comes into view and stops, as if he knows she’s near. He glances all around himself, searching desperately for her. She squeezes her hand over her mouth to fight off her frightened gasps while laying flat along a branch. She takes a moment to realize that she’s still wearing her black cloak from earlier this night. She reaches up with the hand that was covering her mouth a pulls the hood forward to block the moon’s light from reflecting off her blonde hair. While she was fixing her wardrobe, he was moving closer and closer to the tree she had sought refuge in. She squeezed her eyes shut, willing the childhood logic to be real. If she can’t see him, he can’t see her. She whimpers involuntarily and snaps open her eyes to see that he has whirled around to glare up at her. He takes a few steps back then a running leap towards the tree. It’s not long before he has come up beside her. She shies away, shaking and whimpering. He wraps his strong arms around her and leaps gracefully from the high branches. She passes out from fright, a dead weight in his arms, now. He chuckles slightly to himself and begins the journey back.
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[ I\'m writing as I get the opps so hang in there!!! Much heart warmers! =) ]
[P.S. FYI, this isn\'t my usual writing format.]
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She runs frantically through the woods, trying to escape her pursuer. Her breath condenses into fog behind her, coldness rushing into her lungs when she grabs another mouthful of air. She panics as she falls over a tree limb, scrambles to get back up. Her ears pick up his heavy footfalls as he bears down upon her. It seems forever until she’s back on her feet and running again. She lets out the breath she didn’t realize she was holding and darts to a tree that looks good enough to climb. She makes her frenzied way up, careful not to make too much noise. When she thinks she’s high enough, she stops and attempts to quiet her heart and breathing. It’s not long before he comes into view and stops, as if he knows she’s near. He glances all around himself, searching desperately for her. She squeezes her hand over her mouth to fight off her frightened gasps while laying flat along a branch. She takes a moment to realize that she’s still wearing her black cloak from earlier this night. She reaches up with the hand that was covering her mouth a pulls the hood forward to block the moon’s light from reflecting off her blonde hair. While she was fixing her wardrobe, he was moving closer and closer to the tree she had sought refuge in. She squeezed her eyes shut, willing the childhood logic to be real. If she can’t see him, he can’t see her. She whimpers involuntarily and snaps open her eyes to see that he has whirled around to glare up at her. He takes a few steps back then a running leap towards the tree. It’s not long before he has come up beside her. She shies away, shaking and whimpering. He wraps his strong arms around her and leaps gracefully from the high branches. She passes out from fright, a dead weight in his arms, now. He chuckles slightly to himself and begins the journey back.
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[ I\'m writing as I get the opps so hang in there!!! Much heart warmers! =) ]