Crystalline Pursuit

Well, we'll, we'll if it isn't the consequences for my own actions.

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Dallas hates his brother's best friend, Grayson Scott. He's annoying, rude and always makes fun of him for no reason.But everything changes when they share a drunken kiss...(BoyxBoy)

Roxana kept her head bowed as Alexander stepped towards the captives of war, sweeping his cloak behind him. He passed by all of the women with the indifference and sobriety that rivalled their fairness and beauty."The Bactrian women are eyesores," His deep, passionate voice ran out, earning the chuckles of his generals. That was when she realized that a pair of feet in leather soles had stopped before her. Slowly, she looked up. She saw a pair of metal greaves on strong, sturdy legs. She saw a kilt and scaled armour securely tied off at the shoulders. On the centre of his chest was engraved a sun with a face drawn on it. Then she focussed her eyes on his chiselled jawline, then at his arrogant mouth, and then his mismatched but clear brown and blue eyes. Roxana's eyes widened. This was the greatest commander ever known on earth, the one who massacred thousands of citizens who revolted against him in Thebes, the one who had burned down the palace complex of Persepolis in one night, and the one who never lost a battle in his life. She wanted to look away from his intense gaze. But she lifted her chin a little higher and boldly locked her gaze with his. "What is your name?" He asked, his expression stone cold. She felt his hand touch a lock of her long, dark brown mane. His gaze bore into her eyes so piercingly that she decided to cast her head to the side. "Roxana, my lord." She replied."Who is your father?""Oxyartes, mighty warlord and nobleman of Sogdia.""Ah, Oxyartes. I know him. I know him very well," He smiled. Then he bent down so that the tips of their noses were almost touching. She could feel his warm breath which turned into mist in the freezing winter air. Roxana shivered. "Tell your father that I have come," He whispered, "And that his people are now my people."

What makes a good fairytale?Catrin Llewelyn believes in fairytales, Beatrice Morton does not. And yet in many ways their life resembles one. Stepsisters living together on a manor, Catrin is shunned by her stepmother, while Beatrice is doted on and adored. Only the rules of the classical fairy tales are rather broken, for Beatrice cannot stand her mother's attentions and Catrin is devoted to her stepsister and only friend.When the Duke of Denster hosts a ball in honor of his son's birthday, the new Mrs. Llewelyn decides to try and match make Beatrice with the Denster heir. There is one slight problem. Beatrice has long decided to find her own love, without the help of mothers and balls. So with the help of her godmother she comes up with a scheme that will take Catrin to the Masquerade ball in her place.Will Beatrice be able to give her mother the slip? Will Catrin be able pull off the disguise? And what happens after the ball is over? Does everything go back to normal? Or could there be more to the story than either of the stepsisters ever imagined?Of Fairytales and Happy Endings is a story set in Wales during the Regency Era. Fairytale meets history and fact meets fiction as the two stepsisters set out on a journey to discover just what is it about the fairy tales that always seems to give them happy endings.

Abbas Abdul Rabbani, youngest Prince of Balqaas, is the most wanted bachelor in the city. But after an injury alters his appearance for life, no woman desires to marry him, except for the General's daughter, Haifa. But she too has a secret. Meanwhile, a threat to the Royal family arises, threatening the peace of their nation.Will the two be able to accept each other's secrets, overcome their past and the pressures of society?A story about how two individuals learn to accept themselves and understand the blessings of matrimony, whilst discovering the true mastermind behind the crimes.DISCLAIMER: This story does have Muslim characters but in no way is meant to depict how Muslims really are or how they should be.

Aurelia, a Noble Roman woman, had heard of the savage British tribes, their mystic Celtic ways, and the battles the Roman army was fighting against them on their shores. The battles her soon-to-be Husband, Quintus Acquilla, was fighting in the name of the Eagle. But she could not have predicted that, when she crossed the ocean to be with him and fulfil the marriage contract between their families, she would be captured by a Barbarian War Lord and made to be his War Prize...

Lafayette Hugh was a romantic through and through. She spent most of her time with her head in a romance novel. Imagining her own future happiness. Over the years she had turned down plenty of offers for marriage, hoping to find her special someone. Nicholas Anderton was known for two things: being incredibly dense and speaking without thinking. But underneath all of his obliviousness was a man with a heart of gold. He yearned for real, genuine love and affection. He wanted a family of his own to care for and lavish affection on. When Lafayette decides Nicholas is the man she wants she realizes that getting his attention requires a lot more skill. What are Hugh's known for? Seduction. Will she be able to win him over or will her affections go unnoticed?