Recent content by Abrielle Huxley

"A dragon! Really? You don't say!" Abrielle giggled. She was almost certain Wesley was talking about Norvyk, but his excitement was infectious. He could've been showing her something she had seen a thousand time before, but Abrielle would happily follow him wherever he led. She gently pulled...

Abrielle was glad for Ophelia's offer of drinks on the veranda. She needed something- anything to take her mind off of their conversation and the confusion that had came along because of it. Opening her mouth to say as much, Abrielle's brow raised as Ophelia abruptly excused herself, and a...

Abri will be here!

"S-s-s-s-sex?!" Abri stuttered loudly in alarm. "Why w-would he want to do that?" Wasn't there supposed to be a number of steps between where she and Wesley were currently, and them sleeping together?! Abrielle could feel her face growing warmer and warmer as she thought about what actions were...

Abrielle scowled at the elf. Why did Ophelia think this was so funny? "There's dances you can only do with certain kinds of friends?" Abrielle asked in confusion. Sure, she wasn't best friends with Ophelia or anything. The elf was still one of the few people Abrielle could count as a friend and...

All thoughts vanished from Abrielle's mind like smoke in the wind as she became lost in the moment. Wesley's strong arms tightly wrapped around her, the swell of the music, the fuzzy feeling she got from the wine coursing through her veins, all enhancing the giddy feeling of new found love. She...

Ferocity? Well that was certainly a nice way of putting it. Most would just call it poor anger management. Though Helena was right. Ferocity wouldn't solve ebry proble. Abrielle couldn't even begin to count the number of times her temper had landed her in hot water "Umm... Trees?" Abrielle...

Abrielle was grateful to Wesley for saying that she hadn't really caused a scene. She hadn't been particularly worried about embarrassing herself with her actions, but had more so been worried about embarrassing Wesley. She giggled as Wesley excitedly took hold of her face. Abrielle was too...

A small surprised squeak escaped Abrielle as Wesley suddenly kissed her. Her first kiss! ...And it was with some gangly doofus that she barely knew. Just her luck. So much for all her dreams of kissing princes and knights in shining armor. But Abrielle found that she didn't really mind. While...

He's too close! Abrielle's heart began to pound wildly as Wesley leaned over her, feeling almost as if it were attempting to burst out of her chest. What was he doing?! She was more than a little disappointed when it turned out he was just pointing out a constellation in the sky. She followed...

Abrielle froze as Wesley gently took her hand. She quelled the urge to yank her hand away, and cautiously turned to face him. Abrielle listened intently as Wesley spoke, and nodded at Wesley's request to dance as she was unable to find her voice. She allowed herself to be lead out onto the...

Abrielle stood and watched Wesley walk away in stunned silence. She had finally plucked up enough courage to see him thanks to Ophelia's teasing, and then he had the audacity to walk away from her?! Abrielle crossed her arms with a small hmph! "Fine! Didn't want to talk to you either!" Now what...

Abrielle scowled at Ophelia's comment. How dare she talk about her love like that!? "No he's not!" she retorted. "Maybe his clothes could have been tailored to fit a bit better, but other than that he looks very handsome!" "He does not look like anything special..." Abrielle looked over at...

Wesley... A good name for such an attractive man... Abrielle's thoughts were cut short as Wesley gently took her hand, and she blushed deeply as he proceeded to kiss her hand. This can't be real... Abrielle thought. Men in the real world didn't act like that. At least the ones that she knew...

Abrielle absolutely hated the way Ophelia was smiling at her. "Another squire? No no! Of course not!" she whispered back. Her gaze darted over to Hector and Lori, and a tiny frown appeared on her lips. Somebody had already beaten her to him. Abrielle returned her attention to Ophelia with a...