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Once Upon a Disaster- Ch 4 (TRR AU)

Book: The Royal Romance

Rating: M (F-bombs, F-bombs everywhere)

Word count: ~1770

Summary: Why Riley left?

Notes: Here it is, another cake filled with angst, for this chapter I used @silviasutton1989 utton angst sentence, thank you love!( @agent-zephyrkah, I’ll use yours on next chapter). Hope you like it, feedback will be appreciated (so freaking much!).

Chapters list: Prologue - Skyfall, Ch 1 - A Million Years Ago, Ch 2 - Set Fire To The Rain, Ch 3 - Hello.

Someone Like You

Sometimes it lasts in love.

But sometimes it hurts instead.

Drake and Liam sat silently on Drake’s front porch, both looking at the point where the green grass met the endless blue sky, half a bottle of whisky gone before one of them spoke.

“Did you never…” Drake sighed “… never suspect anything? I always thought it was written all over my face.”

Liam nodded a few times weighing in his friend’s words.

“I got a glimpse, a few times” he sipped his whiskey. “Mostly from her, sometimes she was pretty obvious, all the inside jokes, the way… the way she looked at you.”

It was Drake’s turn to nod.

“And you still proposed” he stated still not looking at the young king.

Liam exhaled loudly.

“I thought it was just a crush, something while I was engaged with Madeleine” Liam’s voice was above a whisper. Just then Drake noticed how his relationship with Riley had affected their friendship. “Well, in the end she left me and then she left all of us, apparently nothing here was enough for her.”

The commoner ran his hands through his hair.

“I can’t stop thinking about her, I need to leave for a while, Liam” for the first time he held his friend’s gaze.

“Once we catch The Sons of Earth, you can go, give me a few months, I wouldn’t want you in danger abroad” the king clasped Drake’s shoulder and a tiny smile grew between them.

Liam watched the ball from his throne after the opening waltz with his wife and watched the smile on Drake’s face as he approached Kiara.

It’s scary what a smile can hide.

He knew full well his best friend was doing it just for the show, he hated balls, he hated dancing, and Liam wasn’t really sure about his feelings for the Lady of Castelsarreillan. A lot had gone by in five years.

He looked at his queen, him and Olivia had come a long way, joining forces to arrest The Sons of Earth, long nights strategizing became nights with longing kisses, nights spent with intertwined limbs. He was glad that his path led to her, but couldn’t be so positive about the path that was throwing Drake and Riley back together.

The king opened the door of his room with a sigh, he was exhausted and in 12 hours would be leaving to the U.S for a meeting. He noticed Olivia sitting by her vanity brushing her long red locks, his insides burning as he approached his wife, rubbing her shoulders.

“Will this be the day that Ares will sleep the whole night?” he asked as Olivia relished in his touch getting up from the vanity.

“I hope so, my king” she moved closer to him, already affected by his tone. “Since I won’t have my husband here for the next two weeks.”

“Will you miss me, my queen?” he whispered in her ear, loving how a simple word could arouse her so much.

“Of course I will” she traced the buttons of his white shirt with her index finger, stopping at his belt.

He swiftly lifted her off the ground, her yelp filling the room as he moved her to the bed.

“No no no” she pushed and straddled him right after, slapping the hand trying to untie her robe. “First you’re going to promise me a gift.”

“I’ll give you anything, my love” he tried to sit and meet her lips, but she pushed him back to the mattress.

“There will be an auction,” she started, her hands working on his buttons making it hard to concentrate. “I want a specific piece, but also, I want you to bring the artist here to paint our royal portrait for Ares’ birthday.”

He struggled a moan as her fingers touched his exposed skin.

“Anything for you” he brought her hand to his lips and kissed her fingertips. “Anything else, or I can dispose this piece of silk separating me form having you all ways tonight?”

“Say you love me.”

“Only you, my queen”

He felt played once he discovered what she had done and after a heat up international call he finally understood what happened all along.

“We need to fix it, Liam. We are guilty too.”

It would be ‘make it or break it’ with those two, he just hoped it wouldn’t break too much of them. He saw a distraught Riley leave for the balcony and soon being followed.

***

He finished swirling Kiara on the dancefloor, the memory of another dance - one from years before- , still fresh in his memory.

“You look like you’re going to kiss me in front of everybody” he heard Kiara’s challenging voice. “tu vas?”

“Of course not, Kiara” he stated matter-of-factly and her smile faltered a bit. “People are already talking.”

“Let them talk” she whispered trying to get closer to him.

“Kiara, you’re engaged” he bowed to her under the applauses of the court, getting a glimpse of chocolate locks flowing through the people. “If you want to ruin that, fine, but don’t count on me to do it.”

“You already ruined it taking me to your bed.” she whispered holding his arm.

Her stance chanced as an old and boring noble from the Cordonian Foreign Trade Council stopped by and Drake just knew it would be another opportunity for her to try and include him in the conversation.

It was her favorite pastime for the three months they were in this so-called relationship, she took every gathering as an opportunity for him to network with other nobles. Even though he was a honored as a royal hero by Liam after the Homecoming Ball, he was still an outsider and couldn’t care less about their opinions on him, but apparently Kiara care too much.

He had a feeling that with her return, things were about to get worse with Kiara.

***

“Welcome back, Duchess”

Riley turned around fast to the familiar voice, a well-dressed noble man stared at her by the doors leading to the balcony, she didn’t recall his handsomeness from her years back, maybe she didn’t see him smile that much at that time.

“It’s a pleasure to see you, Lord Rashad” she said mechanically curtsying, even after all those years a part of her kept all those courtly etiquette lessons Bertrand forced her to sit back then.

“There’s no need to such formalities, it’s just Rashad” he walked a few steps towards her.

“Then it’s just Riley” she gave him a half smile.

“Those two put on quite a show, didn’t they? I can’t help but think about how your return will affect this little game of them” she caught a hint of malice in his voice.

Riley followed his eyes to where Kiara exchanged pleasantries with another noble as Drake kept a half-amused façade, she could tell he was dying to get out of that conversation.

“I don’t know what you’re trying to imply, Rashad” her answer was harsher than she anticipated before talking.

“Kiara is engaged to a noble Englishman” Rashad stated and Riley looked puzzled at him, “And still, is in the commoner’s bed every time she can. What will your arrival change for them, Duchess?”

She felt like throwing up thinking about them in bed together.

“I was courting Lady Kiara a year ago along with Mr. Porter, she always looked like a woman who cared more about her career than titles. Which left me amazed.” Rashad’s rambling was making Riley’s head spin. “… but as soon as he was back, she was once again pining for him, he tried to push her away, but I guess temptation was too much for the stable boy.”

“Don’t call him that.” Riley cut him.

He laughed jeeringly followed by a contempt look.

“Poor girl. You have no idea how much he loathes you, do you?” he shook his head “he spent the last 16 hours saying you only came back for your money and your title, that you didn’t care about Cordonian people when they needed most protection.”

She bit her tongue to fight the tears daring to form, remembering Liam cursing Drake when he saw the paparazzi.

“Don’t let this get to you, Riley” he tried to touch her shoulder but she recoiled. “Show all of them, it would be amazing to stand tall over these two.”

He sighed at her lack of words.

“If you change your mind…” he seugged and left back to the ballroom.

Riley grabbed the stone banister with both hands, inhaling deeply to ease the tremors, until something hit her legs.

“Mom?” it was a boy in a tuxedo holding her by the legs, he had dark brown hair and brown eyes. “Oh sorry. Are you okay, My Lady?”

“Of course, I’m fine” Riley tried to smile, squatting to be his height. “Just a little bit cold.”

“Do you want my jacket?” the boy struggled with the sleeves of his jacked and she laughed truly for the first time.

“There’s no need” she loved the color of his eyes, reminded her of… “What’s your name?”

“Barthelemy!” a woman was heard by the door and the boy ran to her. “Go inside to find your father.”

Riley got up from the ground to face the disgust expression of the very pregnant woman.

“What are you doing here, Riley?” she spat. “Want to finish fucking up my brother’s life?”

“Savannah…” Riley twisted her fingers sighing.

“It’s Duchess of Ramsford to you, now” she clenched her jaw and Riley felt the anger boiling inside her.

“I’m sorry, Your Grace” Riley rolled her eyes. “I thought maybe you, from all people, would understand the stakes od leaving. Where was this worry when you left him without a word more than six years ago?”

“Don’t you dare throw it back to me” Savannah raised her voice, “I had my reasons to leave! You broke my brother”

“Didn’t we all have our reasons? As I remember he was pretty much fucked up when you left him without a single word, at least I had the guts to make him hate me!” Riley felt her cheeks getting redder by the minute.

“What’s going on here?” Bertrand stated, followed by Maxwell, Liam and Drake.

“You wanna talk about guts, Riley?” Savannah was screaming by the last word. “My brother almost died trying to protect you and you were a fucking coward who left.”

Drake held Savannah’s shoulders, without sparing Riley a look. The young Duchess looked at Liam with eyes full of tears, fuck all that.

“Cowardice didn’t make me leave” Riley’s voice was low, sickened. “Queen Regina did.”

For the first time, after five years, those onyx eyes met the pure blue of hers.

“Go back telling everyone I’m here for the money and the fame, Drake” the corners of her mouth twisted downward. “I don’t give a fuck anymore.”

She left with the shred of dignity that was left, before a single tear streamed down her cheek.

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Once Upon a Disaster - Ch 3 (TRR AU)

Book: The Royal Romance

Rating: PG13 (a little cursing only)

Word count: ~3200 (sorry, not sorry)

Summary: Riley is back to Cordonia after 5 years and will start to see the extent of the damage her absence caused.

Notes: It’s still Sunday in Brazil, so I’m no late! This chapter was supposed to be only angsty angst, but since it was the birthday of my beloved V.( @agent-zephyrkah) I added a fluffy flashback for Driley. I’m loving writing this, so your feedback will mean the world to me! (I’m making cover for each chapter, but apparently they aren’t working on desktop, check them out on mobile!)

Chapters list: Skyfall - Prologue, Ch 1 - A Million Years Ago; Ch 2 - Set Fire to the Rain

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Once Upon a Disaster - Ch 2 (TRR AU)

Hey! So people kinda liked it and I’m too hyped to stop now, so here is the second chapter! prepare your hearts, I’m here to break hearts and drink whiskey, and i’m all out of whiskey! I hope you all like it, feedback will be really appreciated. Just to remind that my native language isn’t English, so if there’s any mistake, please let me know.

Rating: PG

Word count: ~1790

Summary: Drake thinks back at the time he was shot and the devastating revelation when he woke up.

Chapters list: Skyfall - Prologue, Ch 1 - A Million Years Ago

Set Fire to the Rain

But there’s a side to you

That I never knew, never knew

All the things you said

They were never true, never true

And the games you play

You would always win, always win

Sunset, windows down and just the road in front of them.

“But when I taaaste tequiiiiila, babe I still see yaaaa” she was singing in his car as they drove back from Madeleine’s state, it was really good to see her in such a good mood after it.

“Jesus, York” he turned the radio down faking an annoyed look, but the corners of his mouth betraying him. “You’re killing the song!”

She made an outraged noise and both laughed, after almost a year knowing her, it was still amazing to hear her laugh, maybe it was because she had refused Liam’s offer to be his mistress, maybe it was because he was in love with her.

“Well I was actually hoping for you to sing along, you know” she rolled her eyes shuffling songs on his phone. “Oh! I cannot believe you have this song.”

He heard the guitars strings followed by the violin and knew immediately what song she was talking about.

“I love that song!” she said mixing with the first lines from Colton Ford, nodding her head, just waiting for the chorus.

Drake gave her a mischievous look, singing his heart out with her the second after.

‘Workin’ on coming to Jesus, kicking the bottle,

Wrestling with our roots,

Trying to turn off Mama’s tears, and fill up Daddy’s boots

Shutting off our pride, fixing bridges we burned,learning how to live and learn

Keeping our demons down and our trucks up and running

Loving them angels sitting pretty in the middle of ‘em

Fighting with the man in the mirror til’ we gone

Yeah, that’s what all us good ol’ boys gonna go out workin’ on

Gonna go out workin’ on

This time he laughed with her, the sound mixing with the country chords, she was beaming and if not for the road in front of them, he would have kissed her right there.

As they got near to the Beaumont state, where she was gathering her things before the start of the Engagement Tour, he saw her with eyes closed, her fingers tapping on the door of his truck to the beat of the song.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

A woman dressed in dark pantsuit and a neat French bun glared at him from the seat next to him, he fisted his hand and moved it from the arm rest. He wouldn’t admit, but at times like these he missed the royal jet, although he just couldn’t face Liam, not after what he had done.

He had no right of dragging him to that damn auction and even though he seemed as surprised as Drake to know the painting he purchased was from her, inviting her back to Cordonia was spitting on everything he built to himself on the last five years.

He had tried to sleep, but he was way uncomfortable on that seat, or maybe under his skin, he never imagined he would hear her name again, nor did he want to.

Riley was everything he avoided to think for the past years, it was a long-gone memory, a wound that took too much of him to patch.

Drake tried to escape the darkness, his chest was on fire like he was being ripped in the middle, his skin crawling like it wanted to be shed so he would be freed from the cloister his soul was in.

He tried to focus on those blue eyes, they were filled with tears the last time he looked into them, she whispered words unknown to him, chanting a crying melody in his chest. The whispers around him made him feel like on a court, was he being judged for loving her?

Had they decided that his selfless act was enough to erase the betrayal to a King, a position always depicted as God’s choice? Beeping noises were higher when the whispers were missing and the darkness numbed all of his feelings, until words rose from within.

I couldn’t protect you

Something stirred inside of him, he wanted to run from the darkness but his legs weighted too much, still, through screams and pain he gave the first set, then the second, until he opened his eyes, enveloped in a sanitary white light that made him shut his eyes again, coming back to the warmth of the darkness.

But this time there weren’t whispers anymore, full bodied voices filled his head.

“He’s awake” he heard Liam’s voice, thank God he was okay and, after everything, by his side.

Drake adjusted his eyes to the lights, and met Liam’s concerned face. He was definitely in a hospital, the imagens went through his head very fast, screams, a gun, the searing pain of the bullet in his chest. But most of all, he remembered Riley’s desperate face, her arms coated in crimson soothing his face as he slowly slipped into darkness.

“Is she okay?” was the first thing he asked, he didn’t recognize his voice, so rusty and high pitched from lack of use. “where is York?”

Shock was spread through Liam’s face and for a second Drake’s heart stopped.

“She’s fine, no harm was done to her” he was wearing his royal façade, Drake could see, but he could see through Liam’s lies too and that wasn’t the case. “She just wasn’t allowed in the room.”

Drake didn’t expect to be so tired just by one sentence, he tried to raise his hands to touch his chest, but drifted off to sleep before lifting his fingers.

I couldn’t protect you

He woke up several times that week, each one he felt stronger, each one he asked about Riley and a new excuse was given, she was either at her estate or out with Maxwell to clear her head, he felt uncomfortable at Liam’s expression every time he mentioned her, so he decided to talk about other things, the information they got on the attacker, if anyone else was injured. Sometimes he would just talk to Savannah about their time as kids, still, the first thing he asked when he woke was about her.

One night, almost at dawn he heard his sister’s voice in a heated discussion with the king.

“Sooner or later we will have to tell him, the doctors said he will be discharged soon” Savannah sighed.

“I was waiting for him to be better” the tone was odd coming of Liam, his composure gone. “Who can say what will happen to him when…”

“What happened to Riley?” Drake’s voice startled both. His heart rate sped up along with the beeping monitor “You told me she was okay”

That voice saying he couldn’t protect her, what if it was right? What if taking a bullet wasn’t enough?

“Riley left Cordonia” Savannah blurted, wincing at her own words and Drake took a few seconds to digest the information.

“What do you mean ‘she left Cordonia’, where is she?” Drake’s head hurt and that beeping monitor wasn’t helping either.

“Nurse!” Liam shouted through the door, but Drake couldn’t care less about the throbbing pain on his chest.

“I don’t know, Drake” Savannah ran her hand through her hair “She left in the middle of the night, right after you came back from surgery, she took few belongings from de palace and vanished.”

“There must be a mistake, she wouldn’t just leave” he tried to think reasonably, but a voice kept reminding him that he knew it was bound to happen, that she would never settle for a guy like him.

“She left a note…” Savannah started but hesitated.

He wanted to ask about it but a couple of nurses barged into the room, as the clear liquid was pushed into his IV he started to lose consciousness.

I couldn’t protect you

Yes he couldn’t protect himself, when he woke up the next day he prayed that it was just another nightmare, just as the ones he had after his father died, but Savannah’s pitiful look and bloodshot eyes told him otherwise.

“They said if your results come out clear, they can discharge you today” her voice was weak.

Drake just nodded, somehow, he was numb.

He hasn’t said a word on his way to his house, Savannah’s hands trembling on the wheel, trees passing by in a rush of green on the gray sky. As she helped him out of the car and through the stairs of the front porch he could hear her laughter sitting on the railings with the sun on her skin.

Savannah’s sniffs were heard from the kitchen and Drake saw himself up in the middle of his living room without knowing what to do.

“I want the note, Savannah” he tried to keep his voice steady.

His sister stared at him for a moment, searching in his eyes the answer she knew she wouldn’t have, as though his request could wait one more day, week, or year.

“I want it now” his voice was rougher this time.

Her eyes filled with tears as she moved towards his bookshelf opening a small wooden box, retrieving a crumpled paper from it. He took it with shaking hands:

Coming to Cordonia was the biggest mistake of my life, I just can’t do this anymore, I hope we can move on from this quick and painlessly. Time will pass and we will realize it is for the best, please, do not look out for me.

York

He turned his back to Savannah and marched towards the front door, rain was soon soaking his clothes, that feeling of shedding his own skin coming back, as I he couldn’t belong inside that very flesh, he wasn’t the same anymore. The hot tears a contrast to the cold rain drenching his bones as his knees hit the muddy grass, he didn’t know how long he tried to wash the pain in his chest until Savannah’s warm embrace attempted to make him whole again. He would never be whole again.

Thank god for the open bar on intercontinental flights, if he couldn’t sleep at least he could drink himself to numbness. Almost a year after being discharged from the hospital he decided to leave Cordonia for a while to get his master’s degree in Italy, he needed something to fill his head, to make him feel worthy again. Maybe it was time to go for a doctorate, now.

The pilot announced they would be landing soon, weather was not good, maybe to match his mood. Drake finally took his phone from his pocket, he had felt messages coming, but wasn’t in the mood to either see or reply them. The first was from Liam, saying they need to talk, but the other would maybe require a talk too.

Things were about to burn, and he was soaked in gasoline.

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Once Upon a Disaster - Ch 1

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairing: Drake x MC

Rating: NSFW (and a lot of angst)

Word count: ~1,700

Notes: It’s here! I hope you all like it. Feedback will be really appreciated. English is not my native language, so if there is any mistakes, please let me know.

Summary: After the auction Riley reminisces about one of her lasts days in Cordonia and how she dealt with being back in New York.

Chapters list: Skyfall - Prologue

A Million Years Ago

Sometimes I just feel it’s only me who can’t stand the reflection that they see

I wish I could live a little more. Look up to the sky not just the floor

I feel like my life is flashing by and all I can do is watch and cry

I miss the air, I miss my friends, I miss my mother,

I miss it when life was a party to be thrown

But that was a million years ago

Inhale deeply. Count to three. Exhale

The room was in complete silence and only partially illuminated, the chairs were lazily arranged, while the floral arrangements from the tables missed leaves and petals, some scattered on the floor. Empty, silence and a complete mess, the place mirrored Riley perfectly.

Inhale deeply. Count to three. Exhale

Up at the stage she stared at her art, the large canvas adorned in a gold frame, bringing up the details inside, it was too much of an irony that this was the painting Liam wanted, it was painfully morbid for him to have it.

There was a faceless woman portrayed in it, but it was not any woman.

Riley’s lightly trembling fingers slipped from it’s chin to the crook of her neck, her chest, feeling the little lumps left from the paint; how the embroidery on the gold dress was so meticulous, so perfect coming from someone who had only worn it once. But she could never forget that dress.

“How do I look?” she asked him with a mischievous grin, twirling carelessly, the tiny sparkles of the dress shining in the dim light.

“You were never one who fished for compliments, York” he smirked as she bit her lips. She loved the ways the lights from the garden made him look, sexy and brooding.

God, how her heart swelled every time she saw him, now that they could finally be out in the sun all she wanted was to show everyone, make a spectacle of their love that Cordonian court would not see for the next thousands of years.

“Come” he offered her his hands and she gladly accepted, they went through the whispers on the ballroom as they watched their intertwined hands, but Drake swayed past them, head held high, as they moved inside the castle, on the poorly lit corridors away from their prying eyes. “Close your eyes”

He led her inside his room and she felt the excitement grow in her lower belly, the scent of roses and vanilla invaded her nostrils; she blinked a few times to adjust her sight and dozen candles came into view.

“Wow” she whispered turning to him, words not enough to describe what she was feeling at that moment.

Those candles could unleash their flames onto her very existence and she still wouldn’t feel as consumed as she was with him. He caressed her cheek but turned her back to him, so she could face the full-length mirror in front of them.

They looked like a fancy painting. The golden designer dress Olivia had picked for her glimmering along with her diamond necklace and tiara; his hands moved to the nape of her neck and the trail of diamonds fell on the floor, the tiara thrown lazily on his dresser.

“When you walked out from those doors” he whispered in her ear, his chin grazing her jaw, his eyes fixed at her on the mirror, she couldn’t break the eye contact, not even when his fingertips brushed her chin, her jaw, her neck and elbows. “I though that I have never seen something so perfect, something so filled with light”.

Her breath caught in her throat as his hands moved to the back of her dress carefully unbuttoning it and his lips met the skin of her shoulders.

“But it’s not the dress, no” the dress fell loose in front of her body, exposing her body as he finished undoing the buttons. “It’s you. You alone light up places that have been long lost in darkness.” Drake touched his cheek on her ear, admiring her naked frame except for the white lace underwear.

Riley closed her eyes as his fingers dance on her collarbone and stomach, his lips on her earlobe. At some point she felt the heat of his skin on her back, she sighed in delight, every inch of her skin he touched was made into a path of electricity and desire.

Drake cupped her breasts, kissing the spot where her jaw and neck connected, his thumbs teasing her hard nipples. she let out a throaty moan and he pulled her close to his body, feeling his hardness at the top of her butt.

Savoring her neck his right hand left a trail of fire on her stomach until it reached between her legs, he sucked a breath as his fingers touched the damp fabric.

“Drake” Riley moaned throwing her head back on his shoulder, she moved her hips grinding him as his fingers worked on her folds.

“I couldn’t keep my promise of a first time in candle lights” his voice was rough and full of desire. “You made it impossible, but I can pretend for tonight that I don’t know every secret within your body”

Two arched fingers pumped in her, the sight of Drake touching her in front of the mirror under the dim lights was too much for her.

“Uhh… Drake… I’m…” she reached behind his head to grab his hair as his thumb circled her clit.

She bit her lip as her toes curled and her whole body convulsed. Letting a surprised squeak when he swept her off her feet bridal style carrying her to the bed.

Being deprived of his lips since they got inside, she searched for him like water on the desert, flowing passion as their tongues fought for dominance.

“I need you now” she half said half sighed.

“Eager, aren’t we?” he chuckled positioning himself between her legs.

“I would have let you take me in the middle of the ballroo.. Oohhh” she lost all track of her thoughts once he was inside of her. “god Drake”

Intimacy was something that she was used to avoid, but with Drake, bearing her body wasn’t enough, she’d bared her very soul to him in rhythms that danced along the lines of pure love and savage lovemaking.

The once silent and peaceful room was now filled with the sounds of their passion, Drake grunted as he riled her up. She felt the heat rise inside of her again, he knew how to drive her insane, sensing that she was close, he lowered his body to capture her nipple between his teeth, that along with the friction of his pelvis on her clit did the trick, her walls clenched inside of him, her moans and curses filling the room as he sped up the pace for his own release, crying out her name.

“You just ruined me for any other man ever” she said breathless nuzzling his chest.

“There will never be anyone else, York” he planted a kiss on the top of her head “You’re mine.”

She blinked a few times as tears streamed hot down her face, her fingers finding the center of the painting, where her golden dress was smeared in crimson, ripped open on the chest, her bloodied hands holding the heart out.

The self-portrait of a broken heart.

Her feet dragged between pizza boxes and empty bottles of liquor, she couldn’t even remember when the last time was she hadn’t drink until she passed out, her studio apartment was a mess, not that she cared but looking at the growing trash from months of fast food or starving herself to sleep made her insides burn. She had promised her stepfather that she would put herself back together. This was more than a year ago.

The cheap mirror in her bathroom wasn’t any kinder to her, her dark locks, always glossy from the salon treatment at the palace was now a bunch of tangles and split ends, frizz everywhere, it matched perfectly the dark circles below her blue eyes, once full of life, but now empty. The anger only grew when her trembling hand tried to touch the reflection.

Another thing Cordonia took from her, her only escape, to draw, to paint, not even that she could do anymore, that place took everything good from her, even after three years she still had nothing left. These days she couldn’t control her mind nor body, Riley’s consciousness would sit and watch as she mechanically lived.

But she was so done with that.

Her fists met the cold surface of the mirror, shattering it at the same time she shrieked in pain, hot blood spilling on her wrists, on the sink, floor, and where else she moved. She kneeled in front of a discarded canvas and sprawled the blood there.

For the first time in three years she allowed herself to feel angry for everything that was taken away from her, the love she had to abandon, the very self she had just found out. The stain on the canvas reminded her the shape of a heart, one she wasn’t sure she still had, but one that was beating fast in her chest.

She searched for the scattered painting supplies as the blood dried in thin lines on her skin and canvas, diving the brush in the red ink she tried to steady her hand.

Inhale deeply. Count to three. Exhale

She lightly stroked the canvas, still trembling.

Inhale deeply. Count to three. Exhale

Something warmed her chest as her breath evened, she felt calm for the first time in all those years, she needed to try, this canvas was the last rope that could save her, she couldn’t give up.

That painting took almost a month of intense work, breathing in and out as the doctors always asked her when the tremors were incontrollable.

“it’s not your hands, it’s your head” she thought to herself retreating her hand from the place on the canvas where her blood lied below the paint.

“Are you ok, Riley?” Hector asked carefully a few feet from distance. “I know you love this painting but think about how this opportunity can help the cause. What King Liam will pay for you in this trip can help dozens”.

She was doing it for her mother, the money would help the organization her stepfather ran, helping to pay medical bills for cancer patients.

“I know” her voice was weak.

Maybe it was time she faced her demons, it would be for the greater good, or her complete downfall.

Tag list: @drakewalkerrosenberg @silviasutton1989 @agent-zephyrkah @mymandrake @thewalkerway @speedyoperarascalparty @mrsdrakewalkerblog @client327 @greyeyedsmile14 @dhara911-blog @jenp02cutie-blog

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axwalker · 9 months ago

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Anytime I need some Drake, this is one of the fics l read ❤️

Once Upon a Disaster - Prologue (Drake x MC)

Hi guys! This story just popped in my head today and I just had to write, If you like the plot it will be a series, so tell me what you think! Each chapter will be named after an Adele song (because that girl knows how to angst) and will eventually have NSFW chapters.

Summary: Five years after being forced to abandon her her dying lover in Cordonia, her duchy and all of her friends, Riley is once again thrown in the path of her almost fairytale.

Skyfall

This is the end. Hold your breath and count to ten

The air was knocked out of her lungs as she was thrown to the ground. It was impossible to move her legs

Gunsohts. There were gunshots.

Her ears were muffled, people screamed in the back of her head as the metallic smell of blood filled her nostrils. With her head still spinning her eyes fell on her torso, her golden dress damped in crimson.

She touched the viscous liquid with her fingertips, but something moved to her side with a grunt, something heavy on her legs… someone.

Drake rolled to his back and she could see the growing stain on his dress shirt, she focused on his grimace as he repeated over and over again “Run, York”. She clung to his body while the world fell apart around them.

After a few minutes or hours someone pulled her arm back as she fought them, she wouldn’t let go of him, not now that they just found each other, the grip got stronger and her body was yanked from his. The palace guards moved Drake’s unresponsive body from the ground as a piercing sound almost made Riley’s ears blow.

It was her screams.

“Riley!” She was so immersed in that nightmare from her past that she had to take a look at her hands to see if they were clean, if she was at the present. “It’s sold! 50K!!!”

Hector was beaming. Oh right, the art auction. Since one of her paintings was featured on a criminal TV show a few months ago, her name was a trend in the art world.

“Come” he offered his hand to her “You are need on the stage with the buyer”

“Oh shit!” She was dizzy, the last time she was in front of so many people at a gala it was in…

“The buyer also offered a trip through Europe to paint landscapes for his collection” Hector kept typing on his phone “I said you’re in, you can’t lose the opportunity to make it in Europe”

A shiver ran through her whole body as she stepped from the back to the stage, her heart racing more than normal, stopping at the sight of bright blue eyes.

“Hello, Duchess Riley” Liam’s calm voice greeted her.

Her breath caugh in her throat as she scanned the room, on the far side, whiskey in hand, Drake stormed off the room.

Notes: what do you think guys??

I’m tagging some people to help me decide if this is a good idea: @silviasutton1989 @drakewalkerrosenberg @mymandrake @thewalkerway @agent-zephyrkah @thequeenchoices @mfackenthal @drakewalkerwhipped

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axwalker · 1 year ago

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@3rdstreetfrank thank you so much for reading this and appreciating it! You made my evening 💕💕

Tears in Heaven 10: Endings

Synopsis: Alexis O’Brien is about to get married but memories of her old life are coming back to haunt her.

Pairings: Drake x MC (TRR)

Warnings: NO ONE UNDER 18 should read this story. This is an 18+ blog.

Mention of child death, mention of depression, grieving

N*FW content!

A/N: There will be a small epilogue next week, but this is the official ENDING.

I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Thank you so much to all the people that read it, shared it and commented it. Every single like, reblog or comment gave me life! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

@mskaneko Thank you for all your amazing insights when you read and your incredibly inspiring edits and mood boards. You’re one of a kind!

@pedudley Thank you for pre-reading every chapter and being such a great, supportive friend. Your feedback meant a lot/

@burnsoslow The MVP of this whole thing!! I was so stuck before your brilliant book idea!! Thank you for that and for the hours and hours (and hours) of editing!! Without you I would’ve never been able to write this fic. You’re an amazing friend and human being. THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR HELP.

I LOVE ALL OF YOU SO MUCH ❤️

To catch up: Masterlist

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Pixelberry. The edit at the end of this fic belongs to the talented @mskaneko

Word count: 7 697 (!!!)

Songs inspiration: Tears in heaven by Eric Clapton

Tagging: @ao719 @yukinagato2012 @texaskitten30 @kingliam2019 @cordonia-gothqueen @bebepac @nomadics-stuff @cordonianroyalty @forthebrokenheartedthings @bascmve01 @gibbles82 @mom2000aggie @gardeningourmet

Perma: @burnsoslow @mskaneko @mskaneko @pedudley @pug-bitch @ac27dj @twinkle-320 @kimmiedoo5 @marshmallowsandfire @loveellamae @debramcg1106 @marshmallowsaremyfavorite @ravenpuff02 @princessleac1 @ritachacha @drake-colt-lover-99

Czytaj dalej

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axwalker · 3 years ago

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Go ahead, take me off the list and see what happens Burns. Just saying!

Tag List Update

I haven’t done one of these in a whole year, and so many people are gone or inactive.

Also to be honest sometimes I think about getting rid of the tag list altogether but I am told I would get yelled at for that.

I’m not writing for fun very much these days due to time constraints (now if there was a big clamoring for weekly 10-page research papers, let me know, bc that I can provide), but I still have stories to tell, ones that I love dearly, just as I love those characters.

Keep reading

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axwalker · 3 years ago

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Thank you for tagging me! 🧡

I can't really play this because I haven't played a lot of Choices games.

TRR: Drake Walker, obviously

Open Heart: Ethan Ramsey, my other love

After that, I don't really care but I chose Damien in Perfect MAtch and Kayden in The Royal Masquerade.

Thanks so much to the awesome and amazing @mvalentine for tagging me in the LI choices tag game 💚

(I made a separate post otherwise it would’ve gotten to long 😂)

Uhhhh 🔥 I LOVE IT 😍 thank you so much this is…I just love it (you always come up with amazing stuff 💚)

Looks like I’ve got a type. Tall, brown eyes and sassy 💁🏼‍♀️

Blades of Light and Shadow: Tyril Starfury (I’m kinda kinky and I love Fae 🤷🏼‍♀️)

Bloodbound: Adrian Raynes

Crimes of Passion: Trystan Thorne

Queen B: Ian Kingsley

The Nanny Affair: Sam Dalton Robin Flores (I know he’s not a LI but if he was my MC would leave Sam)

Open Heart: BRYCE LAHELA & Rafael Aveiro

The Royal Romance: Liam Rys (but I’m doing another playthrough where I’ll choose Maxwell)

Red Carpet Diaries: Matt Rodriguez

Desire & Decorum: Ernest Sinclaire

Ride or Die: Logan

The Cursed Heart: Kieran

The Crown & The Flame: Raydan Lykel (he always reminded me of Avan Jogia)

Hero: Kenji Katsaros

Endless Summer: Jake McKenzie

Slow Burn: Julian Navarro

Nightbound: Nik Ryder - I would’ve loved for Garrus to be a LI

Foreign Affairs: Blaine Hayes (but I want to replay it and choose Tatum Mendoza)

Laws of Attraction: Gabe Ricci

Mother of the year: Thomas Mendez

The Perfect Match: Damien Nazario

The Royal Masquerade: Kayden Vescovi (Crown Shield)

Platinum: Raleigh Carrera

Wishful Thinking: Jaime Lewis

I’ll be tagging some wonderful people (I really want to know 😍)

Please feel free to reblog and have fun no pressure 💚

@ofmischiefandmedicine

@txemrn @ladylamrian

@planet-alicorn @issabees

@aallotarenunelma @the-mrsreigns

@cariantha @jerzwriter

@crazy-loca-blog @axwalker

@mydemonsdrivealimo

@socalwriterbee @angelasscribbles

@kyra75 @mysticalgalaxysstuff

@trappedinfanfiction @tessa-liam

@quixoticdreamer16 @writer-ish

@karahalloway @secretaryunpaid

@maurine07 @sfb123 @ao719

@harleybeaumont @lsvdw-blog

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