LovelyMissLiz

Groans from the ship could still be heard, although it was nowhere in sight. Your body went into shock, refusing to move, the water a frigid 22 degrees. "Francis!" you called searching the water. It was like your voice was muted by the screams of splashing passengers "Francis!?" You called out again, straining your eyes to see  the line between sky and sea. But it wasn't there. You and 1,500 others floated in a sea of darkness, below a sky of black. You could feel your feet going numb, as if they were stuck in a bucket of ice. The water was restless from the continuing struggling of people. It took what seemed like ages to r

“Kesese! Hallo, frau!” You jumped at the thick German accent that suddenly came from behind you. You whirled around to see the tall albino boy looming over you, his mischevious grin matching his twinkling red eyes as he looked down at you. You jumped, backing up into your locker. Blushing furiously, you looked up at him, a scowl forming on your face. “Gilbert! You scared me half to death!” You punched him in the chest, feeling a mixture of annoyance and awe at how hard his chest was. You shook the thought away, deepening your scowl. “Kesese… Aren’t you jumpy, frau?” He repeated the German ni

Shifting to adjust yourself, you look at your greek boyfriend, sleeping lightly. You smile, and lean back into his chest. The cats surrounding both of you are napping, and you take a look at Heracles' face, admiring his features. His tousled brown hair, his closed eyes, and his soft pink lips. He's holding your hand gently and you squeeze it softly, sighing dreamily. Heracles seems to awake at this point, and he turns his gaze to you, opening his sleep-hazed eyes. "(Name)..." He murmurs, pulling you closer to him and wrapping his arms securely around your waist. You smile, and close your eyes. It feels so peaceful with Heracles, lying under

The song had almost ended when you heard a sudden crash and banging noise from behind the stage where you were playing causing you to gasp in surprise. "Wh-Who's there?" you stammered trembling in place, your feet cemented to the floor. All of a sudden, you heard a quiet storm of cursing before someone revealed himself from the back covered in shambles of broken wood and crinkled sheet music. "Bloody hell, it was too dark. I knew where I was going…" The young man in front of you had messy blonde hair barely covering a pair of bright emerald green eyes underneath the bushiest eyebrows you had ever seen. He was wearing an embarrassed e