Lisa-Cullen

The time that passed was not kind to Louise. She stood at sixteen years old, the time when practically all her female companions would be married or to be married. Some even younger were already married or being courted. Not a single man had ever come for Louises hand. After being attacked by a werewolf that left her scarred was reason enough for no man to want to marry her. It wasn't a scar that could be hidden easily. Her entire left eye had been pierced and mangled. The area around her eye was also torn and not properly healed leaving a mess of flesh, meat, and occasionally blood. Although she had gone to numerous healers none of them we

Title: A Secret Inside Author/Artist: Me! Character(s) or Pairing(s): FemGermany, Prussia, FemJapan, FemSouthItaly, Russia, Rating: T for now. Warnings: None. Disclaimer: I own nothing. Summary: Gilbert is a vampire prince. Louise is a witch's apprentice with a secret that she doesn't even know of. These two fight and fall in love in a world where their kinds are at war. FemGermany It had been a month since the vampires had joined their school. Three weeks ago another vampire joined, by the name of Antonio, and the trio of vampires were always together everywhere they went. "I still don't feel like they aren't going to go insane and

The clock starts beeping Monday morning and Maria immediately opens her eyes and automatically her hand goes out to silence the alarm clock before it could wake up her husband. A good wife never interrupts her husband's sleep after all. Roderich shifts in his sleep slightly before he settled down, still asleep. Maria nodded in satisfaction as she slid out of their bed and tiptoed out of the room, closing the door carefully behind her. Time to start the day's chores. First, she needed to get lunch for her husband and their daughter, Sarah, ready. Roderich had been complaining of the lunches she had been giving him lately so she needed to

The next day when Feliciano woke up he immediately threw back the curtains and jumped out of bed. The two guards that had been standing at the foot of his bed immediately turned and kneeled in front of him. "Is everything alright, your highness?" the guard on the left asked. "There are no lessons for you today my liege." the guard on the right added. "The entire castle is sealing off any stray exits and looking for any ways that the assassins from last night had entered." Feliciano was breathing heavily as he looked from one guard to the other. "Where is Louise?" he asked. "How badly is she hurt?" The guards paused for a moment before th

"Alright, I'm here for the switch." Toris said. At Louise's raised eyebrow he sighed. "What did I do wrong this time?" "You're not supposed to speak and if you must in whispers." she said softly. "We don't want to wake the young master." Toris rolled his eyes and bit down on his tongue. Instead he nodded and stepped into Louise's place. "I'll be back in a few minutes." she said. "You're supposed to use the switch time to get some sleep." Toris hissed. If she heard him she ignored his words. She returned, true to her word, in a few minutes. Wordlessly she took her place once more next to Toris, her body shifting into attention. "Don't yo

Title: The Mummy Author/Artist: Me! Character(s) or Pairing(s): America, England, France, Canada, Turkey, China, Latvia Rating: T for now. Warnings: None I believe. Disclaimer: I own nothing. Summary: De-anon from kink meme. A crossover of The Mummy with Alfred as Connell. Arthur as Evie. And Francis as Jonathon. Arthur clutched to Francis as he followed the warden into the Cairo prison. His eyes jumped from prisoner to prisoner. "You told me you found it on a dig down in Thebes!" Arthur whispered to his brother. "I was mistaken." Francis said looking around with some interest. "You lied to me!" Arthur hissed. "I lie to everybody,

In the scorching desert a man sits up on a high wall his kepi sits at a jaunty angle. This man sits in the now Hamanaptra ruins and the year is 1925 and his name is Alfred F. Jones. He is armed to the teeth and looks out to the massive screaming horde galloping towards him. "I knew this was gonna be a lousy day." he sighed. A doughy little Latvian man joins Alfred as he makes his way across the top of the wall. "Personally, I would like to surrender." Raivis said. "Why can we not just surrender?" "Shut up and give me your bandolier." Alfred said. Raivis pulls off his cartridge belt and hands it to Alfred. "Then let's run away." Raivis s

Ancient Egypt. The city of beauty and power. A rich history of pharaohs and the pyramids. It is city of Thebes. The year is 2,134 B.C. "Thebes. City of the living. Crown jewel of Pharaoh Amun-ir-ta-f the First." a man said his voice thick with an Egyptian accent. An Arabian horse drawn chariot comes barreling through the grounds driven by Pharaoh Amun-ir-ta-f, an aristocratic, virile old man. A man stands on a balcony gazing over the lands as the moon settles in the sky. "Home of Kames, High Priest of Osiris, Keeper of the Dead." A gorgeous olive skinned woman entered the outer foyer. The makeup drawn into her skin making it seem as if

Fifty three. That was the number of children that were placed in the cart together before leaving. Fifty three children picked up from a series of orphanages. The owners of the orphanages didn't look too upset at the loss of the children. If anything they were relieved that someone was taking the children. Some were siblings and the elder ones were comforting the younger ones. Others who were completely alone were either crying with no one to console them or were attempting to be indifferent about the situation. They were heading north, that was the only thing clear from their journey. They were heading north where there was snow and ice;

Louise just had enough time to enter her home and quickly put the kettle on the stove when the doorbell rang. Almost running to the door she threw it open to reveal Francis. "Hey." she said with a small smile as she moved to the side. "Come in." Francis entered her home and revealed a bouquet of flowers from behind his back. "Tradition, when coming to a woman's house to give her flowers." he said answering her questioning look. Louise gently touched the petals of the flowers. Blue cornflowers, he had remembered that they were her favorites. "Sit." she said gesturing to the chair. Francis obeyed as he looked around. "Nice little place yo