ThePunisher338

**The story of our Dragonborn hero Cruxician, finding love in the vampiric damsel Serana. Rated T for some violence and language. Feedback is much appreciated!** As I stepped out of the barrow, I shook the blood off of my sword and sheathed it. I looked back to check on Serana. She seemed content with this dungeon’s take: A few hundred gold, some new jewelry for her, and a new ebony sword for me.  We decided to take a rest at a nearby camp, to cool off for a bit. “How are you feeling, Serana?” I asked, handing her a glass of wine. “I’m feeling alright, thank you. I’m very glad it’s night time. The

“Where is this so-called angel anyway? I can’t wait forever.” Jean was getting impatient. He didn’t know when his target was going to show up. He was an assassin, working for individuals and organizations that needed problems handled quickly and quietly. He was young, but talented. He never liked his true name, so he went under the alias of Jean Valjean; the name of a character he played in a production of Les Miserables. Though people who hire him wondered as to why he did this, he gets the job done, so they’d quickly overlook it. He was a somewhat tall, well-built teen. He had short, dark brown hair and green

I used to be very different. I was once a man to never reveal who I really was to anyone. I was always somewhere else, never really communicating to others what I felt. I would lie and say I was feeling all right, but I never did. Life just didn’t feel complete, it felt like something was missing. I never feared death, for there was nothing worth staying in this world for. I felt that if I were to die,  it wouldn’t impact anything or anyone. I felt like an utter waste of space. Then I met her. Gladisha Randle, the girl who literally saved my life. Now, life is different. She completes me. I love her more than words can even desc

Love Doesn't Hurt (But A Bullet Wound Does) By: ThePunisher338 Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic the Hedgehog, nor any of its characters. This story is for entertainment purposes only, and all rights go to their respective owners. ___________________________________________ Shadow walked through the mall with Rouge on his arm. He loved days like this, when he didn't have to focus on anything but her. Tikal came along too, but as a kind of "third wheel". "So, what are we going to do today, girls?" Shadow asked. "I say we just chill at the food court," said Rouge happily "I'm down with that," said Tikal. So after an hour or two of sitting