Recent content by Samara Khalid

Samara paid no mind to the annoying little bunny man. She was no mood for his theatrics and the fact that he thought he even had a chance against the two fae was laughable. Luckily for her, Delun was ever the diplomat. She was good at killing shit, he was good at diplomacy…even though he hated...

Samara finished taking off her boots and laid down on her own bed. She rolled onto her side and propped herself up on her elbow. "I think between the two of us, we can make him sing," she said before smiling sadly at Raphael, pulling the blanket over herself. "I really hope his singing is...

Samara just shook her head at his assertion that they would work quickly if it meant him leaving. She didn't understand how anyone would Raphael out of their life but here they were surrounded by a bunch of dicks with wings. "Wait...palace?" She asked. She hadn't actually thought about where...

Samara rolled her eyes as Delun started to yowl. It really killed the mood when the one getting pounced on became a crying pup. She let him struggle for a few moments longer before she finally rolled off Delun and licked his muzzle in greeting (and to irritate him). Before she shifted back into...

“How thoughtful of them to let us use one,” Samara started to take off her weapons. Once she was more comfortable, she said down on one of the pallets and watched the fire dance. “Where would they have stuck us if we weren’t here on the Erlking’s order?” She wondered if it would have been...

"You three are wonderful men," the shuck said with a small smile. The silence was quite brief this time though. Samara let out a long, exasperated sigh when Raphael said they should head back. She did not want to head back. At least up here, they could pretend they were elsewhere. "Fine,"...

Samara had nothing to say to comfort Raphael. She didn't even know how someone could comfort in this situation. She simply squeezed his hand once more and rested her head on his shoulder. After a few minutes of silence, she spoke, "for what it's worth, Raphael, I am glad she chose to have...

The large black dog lay on her stomach in the underbrush ripping apart chunks of a rabbit she had just killed. One paw held the limp, still-warm body as she felt the sinew snap. She was going to enjoy every bit of her kill. Delun was late, which was unusual, and she had been hungry so, of...

Samara and Raphael sat quietly with their hands entwined taking in the view. It really was beautiful and she really didn’t want to leave to go back down with the hateful puca’s of his tribe. Assholes. When he spoke again, she felt a warmth flow over her. Raphael may have had a tough shell to...

Samara went to take a seat on the rock by Raphael and reached out to take his hand in hers. She had never asked him for details on his life. She knew some but not everything and, while she wanted to know everything about him, she couldn’t stand to see the pain etched across his handsome...

Samara never felt safer than when she was near Raphael and there was something about the way he would wrap his wings around her that just made it all the better. He was supposed to be big and scary but when they were together, she saw him. The good man beneath every hard time and heartache he...

"Great minds," Samara said with a very small smile. This may have been where he was born and raised but it was never his home. The Autumn Court was barely his home, really. Endora was his home and it was the only place she had ever seen that sparkle in his eyes...that true love and happiness...

As soon as Raphael touched her elbow to lead her away from his father, she felt herself relax slightly. Slightly. She still wanted to kill the two men but she was reminded at that moment that Raphael wanted to more and he could keep calm. She couldn't help the soft huff of amusement that...

The other male couldn't keep the sneer from her voice and Samara couldn't keep the low growl that was building within her. They had been here less than a minute and she already wanted to rip out the male's throat. She did not like him in the slightest. Her silver eyes watched Raphael's father...

"Lovely," Samara commented on the appearance of the scouts. She couldn't blame them though because she would not want to be on the receiving end of the Erlking's ire. She had never been on that end but she had heard stories and none of them were painted lovely pictures of the encounter. The...