Tauri Willows, muggle-born and former Ravenclaw Head Girl has been a Healer at St. Mungo's Hospital for two years before being recruited by members of the Order of the Phoenix. Missions and undercover operatives have her reconnecting with Fred Weasley, a former quidditch rival she never expected to cross paths with again. Together, along with other members of the Order, the two will find their way through battles, shop openings, and the rise and fall of Lord Voldemort.
Now the air was too thick between them. She wanted to believe him, she almost did. So clearly she could see them in a house deep in the Pennsylvania countryside. Perhaps she would work at the county hospital and he would stay home — be an amateur farmer maybe? She could see him talking to a little girl with her hair and his eyes, he’d whisper her stories of their adventures in the ways he’d tell her about a case — so quiet — so gentle — so eager to make her believe it. Then she remembered where they were, felt the thin hospital gown stick to her bones, and how her cheeks had thinned. She thought of the cancer lodged in her sinuses and how it was rapidly spreading throughout her body and it was then the mirage disappeared.
“Mulder,” she whispered, finishing her turn until they were face to face.
“Don’t,” he said, “Just believe, just a little longer, then you’ll see.”
25 Nov 2019
So this is the secret of the Day Court, one of his shadows whispered in his ear. He turned and saw, quite possibly, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. With eyes as fresh and wild as the emerald sea and hair the color of deep honey, she was an enchantment in that of itself.
The High Lord of Day reached his hand out to gesture her, “This is Aurora the Princess of Day, my niece.”
A soft pink toga wrapped colorfully around her waist, the straps were adorned with gold trinkets that matched the clippings in her hair. Her caramel skin glowed, similar to the magic that Feyre and Hellion shared, but the light that came from her seemed to dance around her. It glowed and fluctuated with every move she made, and unlike Feyre and Helion’s it was not as blinding. “What are you?” Elain asked, just as entranced as the shadow singer.
“She’s a Light Bringer,” Lucien said just below a whisper in his mate’s ear. Elain glanced between this supposed Light Bringer and the Shadow Singer, opposites in every way.
This woman, Aurora stepped closer to the spymaster with a coy smile playing on her lips, “It seems you and I are two sides of the same coin.
24 Nov 2017
Turning to face him, she knew she had been right about the smirk; it was infuriating to say the least.
Nesta eyed him up and down, once, twice and just as he opened his mouth she heard herself say, “Don’t.”
A spark seemed to fly in his eyes, “I didn’t say anything,” he smiled.
“You were going to,” she snapped. Her cold demeanor was dangerous here, but he seemed to enjoy it. That was different.
He leaned his body against the bar, his elbow propped against the edge. “How do you know I wasn’t just going to ask Emily for another drink,” the woman behind the counter scoffed as she continued cleaning the glasses.
Nesta turned back to the man, “Because I know men like you,” She didn’t mean for that to have as much bite in it as it did, but nonetheless it only caused for him to lean in closer.
“You haven’t met a man like me sweetheart,” he said and for that she had to roll her eyes. Her goal was to brush him to the side. She didn’t come out that night to have that kind of fun.
- Part 2 of The Archeon Chronicles
14 Jun 2017
He placed the pitcher in front of her and braced his hands on the side of the bar, "I'll let you in on a little secret," he said leaning forward, "Nice girls like you get eaten alive in places like this."
Elain cocked an eyebrow, "Maybe I'm not that nice."
He threw his head back and let out a bark rather than a laugh, "Love, you've got nice girl written all over you," ok so maybe she was wearing a pink sweater and maybe she was wearing blue jeans and had her hair slung back in a ponytail. But that didn't mean she was a lame 'nice' girl. She could be fun.
So she frowned at him, "You'd be surprised."
"Yeah," he nodded glancing up and down, " I would be,"
- Part 1 of The Archeon Chronicles