Playing With Fire

Young Raven had been on the streets since she was 14 and her mom died. She spots a help wanted sign in a pub run by three seemingly normal brothers but what happens when they are anything but normal. Will she find her way back to then after being kidnapped or will she live without the love of her life and forever be trapped in an abusive relationship. As I walk through the streets of the Rave, my stomachs growls reminding me that the last meal I had was a scrap of bread the day before. It's a dog eat dog world here in the Sapphire realm and I'd prefer not to be eaten.

The day goes on as customers come and go. The breakfast rush finished a while ago and it's almost time for lunch. Just after I've finished cleaning up the breakfast mess the bell rings again. Well that sucks, I haven't had a moment to day dream yet, today has been really busy. A bunch of guys looking Tommy's age waltz into the pub. Their walk practically screams entitled males. Well this is going to be fun. From my spot just behind the counter I hear one of the talking to Jason

The next morning I wake up from a dreamless sleep, to the sounds of my alarm. I think this beeping alarm is quickly becoming my least favourite sound. It takes me a moment to be able to focus my eye in the dim lighting of my room. After lying in bed for 3 minutes adjusting to being awake, I pull off my blanket and stand and stretch my arms up, twisting my neck until I hear several clicks. I walk towards my cupboard. Pull on my uniform, thankfully I found a bigger size thta is way more comfortable. I walk out of my room. Not even bothering to smooth out my hair, what's the use anyway? I walk t

As I enter my room I grab a pair of blue running shorts out of my bag and a black sports bra, after pulling my hair into a tight pony I walk out to their bar where Tommy and Damian are already sitting and chatting at a vacant table. Just as I'm about to join them Jason comes out of the kitchen. "Let's head to the gym shall we," he says walking past his chatting brothers, straight to the door. We all walk down the dark-ish streets, it's only getting darker as the sun sets. Damian is wearing a white tank top revealing his muscled arms and a pair of black basketball shorts. Tommy is wearing a gr

As promised? Ofcourse, why didn't I think of it before? They are also warlocks and so are there younger brothers, they knew I was a fire slifer almost as soon as Jason did. I wonder why they still tired to take me on in the alleyway, I guess they are just plain stupid. I really should've been more careful cloaking my smell. "Yes, she will do quite nicely," the king says as if I were some prized horse someone had just gifted him. He steps off his throne dragging his long cape behind him. So out tax money goes to buying matching capes for him and his son, wonderful. He might actually look regal if I didn't hate his guts. He walks towards me and brings my eyes to meet his with two fingers on my chin, tilting my face towards his as I glare at him with as much hate and ferocity that I can muster.