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“Hmm…” You hummed lowly as you stretched your cramped body against the car seat. “Restless, [First]?” asked Levi smugly, seemingly not at all bothered from the ridiculous amount of hours you’d both spent in this damnable car. “How are you not? Jesus we’ve been sitting in this fucking car for thirteen hours. My ass hurts.” “Ah, that’s not good, is it? You can sit on my lap if you want.” Despite his joking attitude you were sorely tempted to sit on him. His lap looked far more comfortable than the leather seats your ass was currently parked on. Before you could open you

How the fuck does one tell the difference between identical twins? It must’ve involved witchcraft of blood magic of some sort, you were sure. You met them at a bar one night. Your ex-boyfriend had been bugging you again, sending you countless text messages bitching and moaning about how you should give him another chance. Gods, as if. He still lived in his parent’s home, didn’t have a job, and would act like it’s somehow your goddamn job to take care of him. You were so frustrated that you felt like downing a bottle of vodka or seven, and so, you came to your favourite bar. You met a short – but incredibly att

“Levi, we’ve received some new information.” The renowned assassin waited obediently for his orders that were to come. After all, an assassin was nothing more than a tool, and no one wanted a tool that talked freely. If he overstepped his boundaries he was certain another of his kind would be sent to wipe him out – or several, if they were smart. He looked toward the shadowed figure folding his arms over the desk. “There’s a woman currently hiding out in Japan. [First] [Last] her name is. We’ve gotten word that she’s… got her hands on some government level intelligence.” He interla

Being the girlfriend of a murderous thug was definitely not something you had been expecting from your life. You would’ve thought your first relationship would be something romantic, involving the clichés like flowers, chocolates, romantic dates, and long walks on the beach. If someone had told you that this would be your first relationship, not something cute or dreamy, but this, you probably would’ve cried. You loved Levi, good gods did you love him, but he couldn’t grasp the concept of romance even if you smacked him over the head with it. You let him stay with you for one night, one night after he saved you from b

“Yes, I know.” Your voice couldn’t find purchase on the blank walls and reverberated through the empty streets. You were on the phone with your worrywart of a father. Despite the fact you had moved out over three months ago, he always found it was necessary to call you regularly just to make sure you weren’t dead. But you were twenty-two years old; you were perfectly capable of handling yourself! You knew he meant well, but gods above, sometimes you just wanted the man to leave you be. Currently he’d been talking your ear off about getting home safe. You’d only just got off work and the sun had long since

Being here was going to ruin his reputation, he was sure of it. Levi had always been the “thug” of the school, as it were. He might’ve been short, but he was damn strong and damn intimidating. No one really wanted to mess with him, which he greatly appreciated. The last thing he wanted was to be approached by a bunch of assholes he wanted nothing to do with. But… the bad part about repelling so many people was that you were among them. You too were too frightened of him to want to talk to him – even when you needed to you’d simply walk up to him, see him notice you, then run away. It was disheartening, es

Merry Christmas~ :3 Attacked by empty present boxes                                                                                      ~*                                                                                Part 2 [here]                                                                                      ~* "Leave." "Hostile. I'm starting to think that maybe you don't like me." He bit down on his lip and released it, the simple small metallic loop around the fleshy appendage drawing your attention. 'Has he always had that piercing? Does he only take it out during school hours?' Your hand tightened around the door knob. "Go

How did this happen? Peer pressure, that's how :P                                                                                     ~*                                                                               Part 1 [here]                                                                                     ~* "I'm sorry, what was that?" The blonde felt a trickle of sweat slide down his back. He looked over to the other occupants of the table for help only to see them purposefully looking off in any direction but his. Traitors! He wasn't even the one who had agreed to this thing, why was he the unanimously appointed spokesperson?