vulpinequeen

This is  hypnosis story that will eventually become a pet play story.  Enjoy :). "You understand my concern of course, Lucia?" Mr. Carter said, leaving against his desk as he spoke to his student. The student that sat before him was failing psychiatry, and she stood with her brown hair covering her face shamefully, not even looking him in the eye. "Yes of course Mr. Carter, I'm sorry I just... I just can't concentrate on anything these days." She looked up at him with pleading brown eyes,"please let me take a retest.  I promise I'll do better." Lucia remembered when she walked into Mr. Carter's class on the first day of school.  He was onl

 Summary: In Alara is the Mother of a prominent political figure.  In her country if one's life is saved their life is indebted to their savior.  Alara is saved by the son of her Mother's fiercest political opponent. "But, Syceth, I'm not ready!" Alara protested at the stocky man.  He was her trainer, but she was his superior.  Surely he would listen. Syceth smiled but it did not reach his eyes, he crossed his arms harshly.  "Oh Mistress, you are more than ready." In truth, he was lying through his teeth. Alara was a powerful mage, she had been training since she was five.  But the catacombs were too intense for her. Alara's mother was t

Anger They say it is anger. Anger pulsing through my veins. Anger that has taken over my heart, my brain. An Anger that keeps me growing, thriving. Anger that keeps my words silent, hatred for the people who don't deserve what I have to say. They say I live on anger. That it has penetrated my body burning me up like a fire mixed with gasoline. They say that I'm different because of my anger, that it has taken full control and changed me. For worse, they say. Because I breathe red hot rage and exhale cold cruel fury. But I say I'm special, beautiful. The chaotic side of stunning. Instead of the destructive fire of my soul they see, I see