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 I only hesitated for a moment before I jumped on him and slammed him into the wall. "Eager, aren't we?" Wolfe laughed against my lips but didn't bother telling me what to do or what not to. I was going in blind and he thought it was funny. Bastard. He let me awkwardly "prove it" for a couple more seconds before he took control again, laughing gently as he knocked me back onto the bed. An anxious knock at the door made me jump. The captain chuckled as I scrambled away. "Captain!" Great, it was the shouting first mate. "What?" Wolfe shouted exasperatedly, falling back to the bed now that I was no longer underneath him. "We're being

It was raining. Or was it snowing? Either way, Arthur was wet and cold when he stepped back in to the ballroom. His victim was still outside and arranged so it looked like it was waiting to sneak back inside after a snog. It was once a young woman, dressed as a fairy with a scandalous dress designed to look like leaves. Its hair had fallen out of its up-do in the heat of the moment and conveniently covered the wound on the side of its neck. Such a pretty neck it had, Arthur thought as he filled a glass with the pink punch spiked with brandy. He pretended to sip from it as the costume ball swam in front of him. he was drunk from the sweet tast

I scowled and angrily splashed my face. I hated him. His shirt was very big on me. The ruffled sleeves ended far beyond my arms. I rolled them and pulled on the leggings. They were just as bad. I couldn't even understand why I was here in the first place. "Here, lad, keep your pants on." Wolfe tossed me a rope to tie around my waist. "Can you sew?" "Of course not you bastard." I spat and pushed a sleeve up again. "Well, then. You'll quickly learn won't you. Otherwise, there will be punishments," Wolfe raised his eyebrow. "I don't believe you. You're too soft for such things." Wolfe's face instantly darkened and I knew I said the wro

"Wake up!" Somebody shouted to my left. Whoever it was kicked me and was none too gentle. I doubled over in pain and saw lights. When it finally cleared, all I saw was blackness. Must be blindfolded. There was nothing I hated more than being blind. I couldn't even sleep without a light. "Git up I said!" the same person who spoke earlier shouted. A bucket of freezing water was dumped on me and I sat up gasping. The blindfold was thankfully removed but the water was then free to drip into my eyes and keep me from seeing. "Now the captain comes." I didn't believe this man could whisper if his life depended on it. I blinked clear my eyes an

Nobody Cares. I am on my own. Nothing to fight for. Nothing to die for. But I am not alone. I am so lonely In this cell A gilded cage For a pretty pretty songbird. This is my home. This is my prison. This is my Hell. And I must deserve it Or else I would not be here. So alone Yet so crowded. The silence is deafening. Finally, a scream of insanity. A sudden outburst. Freedom. But for how long?