When the sigil of the Castle Clan appears on the skin just below your collarbone, you know your days of freedom are limited.
Every year marked humans are gathered together and released into the Terrain - a large area of woodland sacred to the Clans. Each Clan leader selects a member from their Clan, who will hunt down the human bearing the mark of their Clan, claiming them as their own.
This year, the leader of the Castle’s - Frank - is finally selecting his second in command. Lieutenant Billy Russo. As Billy has already rejected every proposed match, Frank hopes that the connection between a marked human and their hunter will allow Billy to find his mate - as Frank did when Maria was marked all those years ago.
The members of the Clans are elite warriors, trained to shift their form into apex predators. Most marked humans don’t even attempt to run, settling down in the woodland to wait for their hunter. But you’re not going down without a fight. Luckily for Billy, he’s always loved the chase.
Oke… Fuck it….
I had about 2K words for this but then tumblr decided to fuck me over so here is the rewritten version I also probably made this far more serious than you intended it to be but here we are
This is exactly the vibe I was planning on going for, and you’ve given me the motivation to properly start on this fic (probably just a really long oneshot)
He keeps an arm wrapped around you this time, and you try to dig your heels into the ground when he begins herding you toward a helicopter.
“You’re kidding right?” You begin trying to shake his grip, “Just let me go, I’ll go back and tell everyone I panicked, and I won’t have you arrested.”
He grins down at you.
“If Ward Meachum touches you, I’m going to peel his skin off.”
Billy first sees the invitation on Karen’s fridge. He’s there, meeting Frank’s new girl for the very first time when your name in perfect calligraphy catches his attention.
He stops sipping from the beer to stare at it in shock. When Frank follows his gaze, he lets out a little curse under his breath.
Of course he kidnaps her, should have seen that coming really. I love that she’s complaining every step of the way, let’s make sure Mr Terrible Breakup has a really difficult time
But also poor Billy trying so hard to get away from his past and protect her, and it being too late (although hopefully not too too late)
Also her pee having performance anxiety - I can’t even I love them both
Warnings: Forced marriage, kidnapping, being sick.
A/N: I had originally planned to finish this mini series before posting, but I could really use the encouragement to continue it, so I’m posting the first part today, also I have no self control.
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“You call it hope — that fire of fire!
It is but agony of desire.”
-Edgar Allan Poe
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The veil pulls at your hair when it’s pinned to your bun. You don’t say a word, simply grimacing in discomfort as your stylist steps back with a smile.
“Oh my god, it’s gorgeous.” She breathes in awe and you give her a smile, trying to feel as excited as she does.
Your smile falls when she turns away.
On the vanity, your phone vibrates.
“Twentieth time this morning,” she comments, “Sure you don’t want to check it?”
After you killed that evil… witch you took her poor, abused familiar. The prettiest black cat you’ve ever seen. He helps you with your magic and makes you laugh when you feel down.
Billy definitely wants to let you know he is not just a pet. Eventually. Until the right time comes he wants to enjoy every minute he can spend with his beautiful witch. And the cuddles, he loves the cuddles.
