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Marie smiled at her sweetly, glad that someone liked her food. "That's my special T-Bone steak," she chirped happily. "It's marinated in special sauce, so you wouldn't taste any steaks the same as that in any restaurants." She ducked, however, when Harry accidentally flung a piece of his chicken...

"Shorty?" He snorted, glancing at the said boy. He had on his 'princely' façade, a cold disposition, nose high in the air. In hushed tones, he whispered, "Tell them I'm a dhampir and they'll believe it? No offense to them, but their faces don't look exactly like they're... the brightest of the...

With a sharp glance to the side, he failed to notice the elder vampire leave the premises. He frowned a little, wondering where the vampire went. Carlisle, however, paused when he noticed Alaric's retreating figure from the glass windows. He raised his eyebrows, grabbing his iced coffee - not...

(( Lycan bros! > :D I think Carly's gonna have fun with 'em~ xD )) Carlisle's ears perked, just registering two new voices. Was he hiding from Alaric that much that he hadn't heard anything else? He furrowed his brows, his lips setting down in a downcast frown. There were two young men...

(( Levi? xD It's a cool name. owo )) Alaric set his gaze heavy onto the newcomers, a hiss threatening to come out of his throat. Oh, their scent was werewolf, alright. He bit his tongue, however, sipping his black joe as if he had no care in the world. It was false, though. He cared. He...

I should stop reading those teacherxstudent stories.

Alaric's amber eyes flicked towards him. In his haste to get rid of the king's stare, the younger vampire hide his face with the menu rather nonchalantly. He hummed to himself, drawing attention away from him as he appeared to survey through the cafe's menu. Honestly, it would have worked, if it...

"Nope!" The boy giggled, planting his rear firmly on the chair. "I'm fine! My butt's fine!" He quickly swiped a piece of meat from Lyle's plate, earning his disgruntled sigh, and sank his teeth into the meat. Caroline eyed them in annoyance, eating her food with effortless grace that rich people...

"Do you want more of those?" the vampire gestured towards her drink, feeling a little uncomfortable with the subject. He did use himself as a bait without his parents' consent. In his defense, he had to do it, otherwise, the humans might kill them off, too. Humans were not exactly the smartest...

(( It is so long that my hands hurt. Sort of. )) Marie smiled at the neko, taking her seat next to Lyle after taking off her apron. "Hey," she said kindly, "You're Ian's new assistant, right? Nice to meet you, I'm Marie." She didn't mind her, unlike her elder sisters, who stared down at her...

"Well, the most difficult ones are fathers." He admitted, reminding himself about his father. No doubt he'd sent a search team for him right now. He could very well assume his mother trying to tell the king that he was fine, but his father was as stubborn as he was, so it's probably up to no...

(( WARNING: It is too long. )) "Come on." He led her towards the dining area, where several eyes turned to glance at them. Kyle and Lyle - oh curse his mother for giving them such identical names - were given, sitting next to each other. Lyle placed the glass of milk as they entered, Kyle...

You can always join. c: Just post your character sheet and I'll evaluate it, if you're accepted or not!

"Of course!" He said, grinning. "Those chosen servants, assistants, or even just my mother's closest lawyer gets to sit in the main dining hall. There's another dining hall, you see, for the servants here. But since you're not a servant, and you're officially my assistant - one that cleans my...

He was a bit perplexed when she sounded so shocked. Does she not eat? He furrowed his brows, confused, but then a little blush coated his cheeks when she suddenly took his hand. It was probably more out of shock than anything else. "O-of course you get dinner!" He said, cheeks flushing - this...

In a fictional relationship with Matsuoka Rin.

Kyle's scream could be heard, even from Ian's room. "Make me milk, peasants!" And a little thud, but Ian assumed that it was because he fell down off a stool. It always happened, and even the kid was unfazed nowadays. The freelance writer sighed, shaking his head as he made his way towards the...

"Brother will come down!" He had a little dirt smeared on his cheeks, so he reached up to wipe it off, watching as it crumbled and fell. "Mommy says she doesn't want Ian to get fat... so she always makes him come down for dinner!" Kyle sped off towards the door, bouncing a little on his feet. "I...

"I drink milk!" He told her, though his words were drowned by his excited squeal. "But not every day... mommy says I'll get fat if I drink nothing but milk! I don't think that's true! Milk is awesome! MILK IS ULTIMATE!" He was immediately silenced as the swing swooshed again, his words replaced...