Over the next three weeks, Ariella and Nell had traveled through more then half of Italy. Very little accured while these two moved from city to city, aside from people trying to flirt with them. They had gotten souvenirs from nearly every museum they visited. Every day, Nell had to reign in his desire anytime Ariella got dressed for the day. They were currently in the hilltop city of Ragusa, in southern Italy. Ariella was looking out of the balcony that overlooked the city, wearing an oversized sweater that barely fell below her cheeks. The sun was setting on the horrizon, showing the various shops that were turning their lights on as the streets became darker, when Nell came out and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Are you enjoying the view?" He nuzzles into her neck and pulls her closer to him. "Not as much as you enjoyed our day in. I'm still sore." "I can't help it if you always look delicious. Even now with that sweater dress on, I'm getting excited." He grinds into her ass
A young Ariella tossed and turned as a nightmare tormented her. Whimpers and cries of fear would slip past her lips as visions of her parents fighting off a faceless foe crossed her minds eye. Their companions layed behind her parents lifelessly still, tears stained her mother's cheeks as rage filled her eyes and let her emotions blind her judgement. Her father was no better as he fought along side his mate. Before anything else could happen she was shaken awake by her mother, "Ari! Wake up!" Ariella gasped for breath, her heart racing in her chest, Kia was frantic as well as they snuggled into one of their parent for comfort, "Mater?" she says in Latin as she finally focuses on the woman in front of her. Her mother looked like she could be her older sister. They had the same freckles and piercing hazel eyes. Her hair had more of a red undertone then being full on red like Ariella. She was as tall as Ariella if not slightly shorter. "Where's pater? What just happened to me?" "Pater
“Wait wait, hold on,” Nell says stepping back and beginning to pace, “ you can’t mean to say your ‘pregnant’, can you?” “What else could it mean?” Ariella says as she flops on the couch, “I have a parasite?” “I just can’t wrap my head around it,” he runs his hands through his hair, “we only started having sex a month ago and we-“ “Did you use any form of protection” she cut him off. “You did learn how babies are made right?” “Of course I…” he paused when he realizes, “didn’t.” He turns his attention back to her, “but I was under the impression that women didn’t know until they’re almost two months along.” “In normal circumstances, but not when your companion is a dragon that lays eggs.” She retorts. “But usually they lay an egg a little after conception,” she looks at Kia who was wrapped around their egg, “but judging by the size of the egg, they were holding on until they were here.” “How DO you know any of this when-“ “You better choose your next words carefully.” She glared a
For centuries, the world has been tormented with wars and conflict. Countless lives had been lost due to the greed and desire of their leaders for the supposed benefit of the nation. But few leaders went with their citizens to the battlefield instead of choosing to stay in the comfort of the fortresses and dragged on war for profit. On and on the conflict would spread and grow and fester like a gapping wound. Among the chaos the world continuously faced, their lived a society, the Cowasian, that lived separate from the rest but still interacting with others. This society had technology more advanced then any other nations. They feared the world would tear itself apart if it ever got it’s hands on even a small piece of their weapons, so they behaved like the rest of the world when they interacted with others. This society was the only ones who lived harmoniously with mythical creatures such as dragons and magical beings like wizards. But our story starts in the twenty-first century an
In another part of the mansion, a young man named, Nell Carter, was entertaining his guests as others were admiring some of the inventions he created. He was a handsome man with piercing blue eyes and hair a dark brown. He could be called the male version of Snow White with how white his skin is. He stood tall at 6'8. He easily looked over the heads of nearly everyone in the room. "Oh, your home is just exquisite, Mr. Carter," an overly adorned woman says. "You must tell me the name of your decorator." Nell had heard such comments too many times just that evening alone that responding was starting to become tedious. "I'll have to see if they're available for more clients at the moment." He says in a refined british accent. "Are there any more genius inventions you plan to release, Mr. Carter?" The woman's husband says. "I plan to take a break and relax after tonight," Nell responds, "I worked on these projects for the better part of a year." "A well deserved rest, I'm sure," anoth
Ariella had to think fast. She had to get the cannon back to Base but she knew that if the outside world learned of their society, it could meant the end of humanity. There was a screech in the distance and she saw Kia and Azar making their way to her. Azar landed and was scurrying around franticly wanting to save Ambrose. "I know azar," Ariella says, petting his snout to calm him down. "We're going to get him back." After thinking it over for ten minutes she called into base, "We have successfully retrieved the cannon," "Very good," said a voice from base, "Now you and agent Telamon must bring it back as soon as you can." "That's just it," Ariella says, "Telamon has been captured." There was a moments pause, "You must bring the weapon back here. We will send a group to retrieve Telamon." "That is going to take too long," She says, starting to get frustrated, "He needs to be rescued now." "Agent Scarlet," the voice says, "Calm down. Going in emotional like this will get you bo
Ariella had to think fast if she was going to de-escalate the situation. "What makes you think the world doesn't care?" "You are the woman from the party. I know for certain from the sound of your voice." Nell says mater of factly. "You are really stuck on that, aren't you?" Ariella says, "Since you seem to be so sure," she takes off her mask and some of the guards stop and openly stare at her because they didn't expect her to look so beautiful. "Now answer my question." Nell smiles, "That's more like it. Now, to answer your question; I've known since I was young that no one cared for me. You remember I told you about the nuns that raised me, correct? Even then they only did the bare minimum and only fed and clothed me. Sometimes they would starve me if I misbehaved even just a little bit. No one encouraged me to do well in life so everything I did wasn't to improve this world, it was to make it so dependant on technology that it would be easy to destroy." Ariella was shocked but s
Over the night, Ariella helped Nell with his work. They finished around midnight and she placed the last page down. She stretches her arms above her head, “Finally. I think I need to train to loosen up my muscles.” “Sound’s like a pleasant idea,” Nell says, rolling his neck, “there’s a gym the guards use. I’ll lead the way,” he gets up from his seat and Ariella follows him out of the room. They make they’re way down the the basement and come to a set of double doors. The doors open and there was every type of workout machine there was. There was even a wrestling ring in the middle of the large room. Two guards were currently in the ring and others were scattered around the room keeping their shape. Ariella makes her way to the ring, “I’m next.” She says with confidence. Everyone around her stops what they were doing to look at her. Thunderous laughter broke out, except for those who survived her attack the night before, who were taking several steps away from her, as she just stoo