Of Lilies and Thorns, Ch. 15 by OfMiceandMen, literature
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Of Lilies and Thorns, Ch. 15
Chapter 15 New Horizons
There had never been a more beautiful day.
The sun shone brightly from a clear blue sky, the birds sang merrily in the trees, and all the colours around them were lush and vibrant with life. Now that spring was finally turning into summer, the air was warm, a mild wind tugging gently at Liliana's hair and her dark, somber dress while she wondered absentmindedly why it could not have been raining.
The voice of the priest carried far over the green hills and marble tombstones of the City of the Dead, the polished stones gleaming brightly in the sun. A large crowd had gathered at the entrance of her family's cry
Of Lilies and Thorns, Ch. 14, pt.3 by OfMiceandMen, literature
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Of Lilies and Thorns, Ch. 14, pt.3
Chapter 14 The End of all Things, part three
It was torture.
Not so much because of the pain in her wound when he removed the remains of her dress from it with a forceful pull of his hand, or because of the agony that spread through her side when he began to wash the wound with perfume, making her bite her lips to keep herself from whimpering.
But the pain, she could handle. What was worse was the feeling of his hands, wandering over her bare back and her side, probing and testing, every touch of his calloused fingers sending a shiver down her spine as it instantaneously rekindled the memory of how his hands had wandered lovingly ov
Of Lilies and Thorns, Ch. 14, pt.2 by OfMiceandMen, literature
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Of Lilies and Thorns, Ch. 14, pt.2
Chapter 14 The End of all Things, part two
The house was still eerily silent as they finally reached Liliana's suite, her room nothing more but a shadowy space filled with various shapes in different shades of grey, dimly lit by the first light of dawn. Bishop collapsed on the rim of her tub as soon as they reached the adjoining bathroom, making a sound that got stuck somewhere between a growl and a moan, his breathing heavy.
They had taken their time to hobble to her room together and he had not shown a single sign of pain during their walk, but Liliana could see the small drops of sweat now forming on his forehead when he lowered h
Of Lilies and Thorns, Ch. 14, pt.1 by OfMiceandMen, literature
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Of Lilies and Thorns, Ch. 14, pt.1
Chapter 14 The End of all Things, part one
The door to the study opened without as much as a sound.
Liliana paused in the doorway, her hand still on the handle, and cast a last glance back at Bishop who was leaning against the wall beside the door, his grim stare meeting hers squarely in the dim light of the corridor. He was still not happy with her decision, she could tell, his body practically radiating tension as he raised his eyebrows ever so slightly, a question in his eyes.
Want me to come with you?
She glanced up at him, into his unusual eyes, and for the length of a heartbeat, she felt the same inexplicable pull towards him
Of Lilies and Thorns, Ch. 13 by OfMiceandMen, literature
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Of Lilies and Thorns, Ch. 13
Chapter 13 Family Ties
In silence, Bishop dragged the boat to shore, his mind still occupied with the events of the last hours. Funny how things had turned out.
Funny indeed. In other words, a joke.
Had he not set out to get his revenge on the girl that was waiting next to him with her eyes fixed on the single light that was visible through the trees of the park, lighting one of the windows of the mansion?
Instead of revenge, here he was, and somehow now she was paying him to help her get her revenge. Or whatever she was out for. If it was him, he would want to have the brother's head on a platter. But then she was not him, wasn't
Of Lilies and Thorns - Ch. 12 by OfMiceandMen, literature
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Of Lilies and Thorns - Ch. 12
Chapter 12 Facing the Beast
They made their way over the lake in silence, Bishop rowing the boat while Liliana was huddled in the stern, her arms folded tightly around her knees against the cool, damp pre-dawn air. The boat made almost no sound as it glided over the dark waters, the small waves of the bow disturbing its mirror-like surface reflecting a lead-coloured sky that told her that the sunrise was probably no more than an hour away.
The houses on either side of the lake were equally dark, black, stony masses against the slowly brightening sky. Mist was rising from the lake in the early hours of dawn, muffling every sound, and
Of Lilies and Thorns - Ch. 11 by OfMiceandMen, literature
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Of Lilies and Thorns - Ch. 11
Chapter Eleven House Call
With long, hasty strides, his mouth pressed together in a thin line, Bishop made his way back through the nightly streets of Waterdeep, back to the boathouse.
What the heck was going on with him? Was he going bloody mad? All these moments of confusion he experienced had to mean he was losing his marbles, no? That moment with the whore, for example, the moment he had nearly called out the wrong name. Or when he had been fucking the whore in the alley, hard, quick, brutal thrusts, as if to punish her. Only wasn't her he wanted to punish. Wasn't her he imagined ramming himself into.
And worst of all, that mome
Of Lilies and Thorns-Ch.10, 2 by OfMiceandMen, literature
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Of Lilies and Thorns-Ch.10, 2
Chapter Ten - A Night at the Barbecue, part two
The ride back home was nothing short of miserable. Liliana was sitting in the dark compartment, watching the sleeping city roll by, and could not even put a name to the turmoil that was raging inside her chest. Anger, hurt, disappointment all churning in her belly and boiling in her blood as she relived their conversation in her mind again and again until she felt like she was about to explode, just like a kettle.
But the worst feeling of all was the guilt.
How could things have gotten so out of hand? She had not meant to get so angry with Cedric, to make them part on such uneasy terms
Of Lilies and Thorns-Ch.10, 1 by OfMiceandMen, literature
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Of Lilies and Thorns-Ch.10, 1
Chapter 10 A Night at the Barbecue, part one
The Silverton mansion felt like the beating heart of the city tonight. The house and vast gardens were brightly lit by hundreds of multi-coloured lanterns, and it seemed to Liliana as if every inhabitant of the Castle Ward had found their way here to this celebration as she slowly made her way through the crowd gathered in the luxuriously decorated ball room, trying to greet everyone with a smile and to recall their names while searching for the more familiar faces among them.
"Look, it's little Liliana!"
She turned around at the words, and saw Lord Dunbar making his way towards her, grin
Of Lilies and Thorns - Ch. 9 by OfMiceandMen, literature
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Of Lilies and Thorns - Ch. 9
Chapter 9 Closing in
Smiling, Bishop made his way through the early morning streets of Waterdeep, his backpack shouldered, his scimitars by his side.
Today would be the day.
Finally.
He could hardly wait.
Feeling unusually relaxed after another romp with the whore no slips of tongue this time and a good night's sleep afterwards, he had left the Grey Serpent Inn this morning, intending to never return. He would place his stuff in the boathouse and prepare for the evening.
Afterwards, he'd leave Waterdeep as soon as possible. No use sticking around, risking to get caught.
Well, he'd have to deal with the brother firs
Of Lilies and Thorns - Ch. 1 by OfMiceandMen, literature
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Of Lilies and Thorns - Ch. 1
Chapter 1 - Prologue
The cat made its way quietly through the silent streets of the Trade Ward.
Although the sun had sunk merely an hour ago, most people had already returned to their homes and this part of the ward looked almost deserted. A movement caught the eye of the cat, and it stopped, its shoulders tensing as it lurked in the shadows of the buildings that lined the street.
Its gleaming eyes were now fixed on the mouse that had just stepped out of a small thicket, obviously searching the ground for some seeds. The cat lowered slowly towards the pavement, ready to leap at its unsuspecting dinner as the barking of a dog echoed b
Under a Violet Moon - Prologue by OfMiceandMen, literature
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Under a Violet Moon - Prologue
Under a Violet Moon - Prologue
She stood on the battlements and looked onto the fields that lay in the shadow of the Keep, and her mind wandered while the wind tugged at the collar of her tunic and played softly with her chestnut-coloured hair.
She had come to this place shortly after their return to the stronghold. The fight had been vicious, but the bridges had been destroyed in the end, and now the Keep prepared for the Shadow armys arrival. Keridwen had been silent all the way back to Crossroad Keep while Khelgar and his clan brothers had bragged loudly about Ironfist strength in battle, amusing her Greycloaks and lifting the spir
Of Mice and Men - Chapter 1 by OfMiceandMen, literature
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Of Mice and Men - Chapter 1
Chapter 1 - New Assignments
Bishop sat back on his chair, outwardly relaxed, but his brain working feverishly. To gain time, he lifted his tankard and took a long swig from his ale.
He threw his opponent an amused glance while he in fact tried to make out the face under the hood.
And what makes you think I would be interested in an assignment like that? After all, its completely illegal and just plain wrong. He did his best to give his voice a sincere tone. The time he had cared about right or wrong was long past if he ever had. He could not really remember.
Oh, come on, the man opposite of him
She had known it would come to this. And yet, somehow, that fact did nothing to dull the pain. She continued to block every blow from his falchion, but she did so without any real sense of purpose. It didnt feel real, at least not to her. It was hard to believe that a man she had so recently touched with the hands of something akin to a lover, she now fought with those of an enemy. But perhaps it wasnt so different. After all, she was an impeccable liar, and her easiest mark had always been herself. The truth was that theyd been enemies in disguise all along. But it still hurt. She just didnt know why.
How wa
Hello everyone,
I hope you all had wonderful and relaxing Christmas holidays and wish you the very best for 2012 - let's do our best to make the new year rock! :w00t:
I want to thank each and everyone of you for last year's continued support and commenting on the stories here - although real life forced us to take things more slowly, fuxfell (https://www.deviantart.com/fuxfell) and I still had a blast working on our story, and that wouldn't have been possible without the encouragement! :tighthug:
The good news - the next chapter for Of Lilies and Thorns is already in the final proof-reading stage, so I hope we'll be able to update within the next few days!
The new year
Ladies and gents,
may I proudly present the first chapter of Of Lilies and Thorns, the promised sequel to fuxfell (https://www.deviantart.com/fuxfell)'s and my story Of Mice and Men:
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It took us more than two years to write (for which I am to blame :blush:), but now it's almost finished, so expect some regular updates from now on. ;)
I hope that you'll enjoy the read as much as we enjoyed writing it, and hope that this post finds you all in good health! :hug:
Cheers,
~Kaana Moonshadow
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Neverwinter Nights Fanfictions :work:
-Of Mice and Men- *complete*
This story takes place after the OC, b
This is the place where I will upload my Neverwinter Nights Fanfictions. :work:
I am working on two stories right now:
-Of Mice and Men-
This story takes place after the OC, but does not follow MotB. Bishop escaped the ruins of the King of Shadows stronghold and takes on another job which confronts him with his past in a rather... unusual way.
This is a joined project with one of my friends from the NWN2Fanfic Group at jahoo!, Jette Fuxfell. We have a lot of fun writing this, so I hope that you'll have some fun reading it as well.
-Under a Violet Moon-
What happened if Bishop and the Knight Captain had taken off before the siege of Cros