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Trystan sighed. “Can we come up with a different word? I don't really do partners.”
“As your mentor…”
“Partner it is.”
I love this particular bit of banter more than I can tell you!
three princes walk into a bar
Books: Crimes of Passion, The Royal Romance, Rules of Engagement
Pairing: M!Trystan Thorne, Liam Rys, Leo Rys
Rating: Teen
Word count: 1200+
Summary: Liam has been roped into fixing Trystan's public image. Leo? Leo is just along for the ride.
A/N: This is the seventh chapter of the Round Robin 2024 saga, hosted by @choicesprompts.
Over the rim of his martini glass, Trystan examined the two men watching him.
"You two trying to get into comedy or something? Three princes walk into a bar?"
"I'm a king," Liam corrected.
"I've had to deal with a lot of bullshit this week, Drakovia," Leo shot back, hunched over his own glass. "Don't test me."
"I'm just trying to understand why the two of you sought me out here, Cordonia One and Two. Aren't you," he pointed at Leo, "one of us degenerates in need of a PR miracle? And you," turning to Liam, "a little busy ruling a country?"
Leo downed his whiskey like a shot of tequila. Appalled, Trystan shook his head. "It ought to be a crime to treat a fine blend like that."
"Believe me, if you'd had the week I had," he glared at Liam, "you'd want to gulp down a good whiskey too."
"Which brings us to why I'm here," Liam added. "I've been assigned as your partner."
"You're fucking with me. How the hell does a king get roped into playing PR consultant in a reality show?"
"Hypothetically, a king gets a desperate call from an old friend after your original partner quit."
"I see Bertrand is not above a guilt trip. Good for him. But what makes you think I want your help?"
Liam leaned closer. "Let's be honest here, Trystan. Your public image is a mess. At this point, short of solving a murder, I'm your only option."
"I'll take the murder. Got any dead bodies handy?"
"Afraid not. And no offense, but I really don't see you as a detective. You're too scatterbrained for that."
"Ouch." Trystan sipped from his martini. "Enlighten me, then, Coach. How do you plan to make an honest man out of me?"
Liam took Trystan's wrist and pushed it down. "First of all, you put that drink down. According to a cursory Google search, there are barely any pictures of you from the past three years, minimum, where you're not holding a drink."
"You're calling me an alcoholic?"
"Considering I haven't seen you in almost eight years, I have no idea. But you certainly look like one, and that’s what matters."
"Ohh, appearance makes reality. Is that a royal saying? I always thought it was a Queen Viktoria saying."
"It's a rational person saying. The next step is making you look like you have other thoughts besides who you're going to screw next." He made a face. "Maybe Leo could take some pointers there."
"Hey, you're not my partner, I'm just along for the ride. Besides, may I remind you, I'm happily married."
"I'm aware, and I also know you're faithful to Katie. But if you keep acting like you did before you were married, the public will think it's not a big leap from getting wasted and puking on bushes to cheating on your wife."
Trystan exchanged a commiserating look with Leo. "Was he always like this?"
"Unfortunately."
"Pity."
"Back to you," Liam continued unaffected. “You were exiled almost eight years ago, and it doesn't look like you'll be welcomed back into the fold any time soon. We both know you didn't have anything to do with Countess Juliana's death..."
Trystan drank again. "Do we?" He asked softly.
"Right. I know you didn't have anything to do with Countess Juliana's death." He jerked a thumb in Leo's direction. "So does he."
"You're a lot of things, Drakovia," Leo agreed. "But a murderer isn't one of them."
"Too bad everyone else disagrees."
"Indeed. But you're still a prince, your actions still reflect on your country, and it's only a matter of time before King Maksim and Queen Viktoria tighten the leash."
Trystan sighed and ran a hand over his jaw. His stubble contributed to the general air of dissipation that enveloped him like a mist.
"If you want to keep your comfortable life," Liam continued. "You'll make sure to go from 'drunken waste of space'..."
"Christ, Rys. Why don't you tell me how you really feel."
"... to 'proper gentleman.'"
"Proper gentleman? Seriously?"
"He can't help it," Leo put in. "Put a man on a throne long enough, he'll start to sound like an etiquette manual. Then again," he turned to his brother. "I'm not sure you weren't born this way."
"Carry on like this, brother dearest, and I'll make sure your partner swaps places with Olivia. She finished with Carrera early anyway, I'm sure she could fit you in."
Leo grimaced. "As I was saying, Liam makes excellent points."
"Coward." Trystan gestured to the waitress. "Bring me another one, will you, darling?"
Liam pinched the bridge of his nose. "Did anything I said in the past twenty minutes get through?"
"Maybe? I vaguely recall something about proper." He laughed when Liam dropped his head into his hands. "Relax, Your Majesty. I'll be on my best behavior all week."
"By whose standards?"
"There goes my loophole." Trystan sighed. "Look, I couldn't care less about my public image, but I'm not in any rush to face my mother's wrath. Besides, you're quite frankly pitiful right now. Saying no would make me feel like I was kicking a puppy. A sweet, annoying puppy."
Leo slapped a hand on the table. “Thank you! That's what he reminds me of! A thirty plus year old mystery, solved in a single night. Maybe you really should be a detective.”
Liam looked heavenward when Trystan and Leo laughed and clinked glasses. Praying for patience, no doubt. "Not quite what I was going for, but I'll take it."
"So what's the plan, oh wise one? We've already covered my drinking.”
“We���re going over the basics.”
“How to Be a Productive Member of Society 101?”
“Exactly. And as your partner…”
Trystan sighed. “Can we come up with a different word? I don't really do partners.”
“As your mentor…”
“Partner it is.”
“... It's my responsibility to make you look squeaky clean for the cameras.”
Leo groaned. “Liam, no. I'll grant you that he needs to improve his reputation, but squeaky clean won't do. People will start theorizing that he died and was replaced with a clone. Or a very elaborate AI video.”
“You might be right. What do you propose instead?”
“He leans into the role of loveable rogue. He works hard, he plays hard. He's aware of his privilege and doesn't take it for granted.”
Liam turned to face his brother. “That's rather good. Why the hell haven’t you been doing that?”
A shadow passed over Leo’s face, but he grinned. “Wouldn’t you like to know? But you’re not my partner, thank God. So let’s focus on our exiled prince here.”
Trystan blew out a breath. “Look, I’d like to get out of this island sooner rather than later. Can we get this over with?”
“Surprisingly, Leo makes a good point. Too big a change wouldn’t feel authentic. You still need to come across as you, just…”
“An upgraded version?”
“Exactly. So.” He pulled out a leather-bound notebook and a fountain pen. “We begin.”
Three hours later, Trystan had a headache, Liam was inching ever closer to a migraine, and Leo… Well, Leo had his face buried in another drink. But the sense of satisfaction permeated the air.
“There’s hope for you yet, Thorne,” Liam said delightedly. “Two more days or so and you’ll be ready for the cameras.”
“Oh joy.”
“But.” He planted his hands on the table and leaned forward. “If you screw this up, I’ll personally make sure that your next partner isn’t as nice as me.”
Trystan laughed. “Fear not, young Jedi. No offense, but I’m done with partners. Never again.”
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Squeeeeeeeeeze!!! You've been given a hug! Send this to all the people who you think deserve a hug. Let the hugging begin! ♥v
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“Better than having Sam Dalton as a mentor” he consoled himself. “His brains function through that Rocket in his pocket. At least Madeleine has her head over her shoulders.”
This made me lol for real!
Bertrand came into the frame trying to dance. He made some lewd gestures and then grabbed Olivia into a smooch.
WHOA....PLOT TWIST!!!!
“Riley is with Max?” The baritone voice from the entrance of the office brought everything to standstill. They all turned to see Liam standing in a thunderstuck state.
and the bombshells keep dropping!!!
I can't wait to see what happens next! hahaha, just kidding, I'm writing it! 🤣
Final chapter coming up.........
Isle of Misfits
Chapter 10: Dealing with the Paparazzi.
Fandom: TRR x Platinum x OH x CoP x TNA x ?
Series: Isle of Misfits, Round Robin 24, hosted by @choicesprompts
Characters:
TRR – Liam Rys, Leo Rys, Olivia Nevrakis, Madeleine Amaranth
RoE – Katie Rys
TNA – Sam Dalton
Word count: 1240
The phone pinged.
‘1 new message’
Leo sighed and picked up to read. He was tired of explaining himself to Katie. The world never understood him or his desire to live a care free life. The paparazzi won’t let him breathe. But he thought Katie would understand. She would always know. He had tried to be honest with her, always.
He was struggling to stay abreast sailing through the rough waters when his brother decided to take the corrective action for Leo’s deeds . He was forced into this PR stunt of a circus with his childhood friend, Bertrand, playing the ring master. And as if Gods had not had enough of entertainment, he was paired with his ex, Madeleine! Just perfect!
Coming out of his reverie, he tapped his fingers on the home screen to check the new message .
‘Meet me at the beach restaurant in 10minutes to collect your dossier .
Countess Madeleine .’
“Better than having Sam Dalton as a mentor” he consoled himself. “His brains function through that Rocket in his pocket. At least Madeleine has her head over her shoulders.”
He dragged himself out of his bed. Sharp after 10 minutes he presented himself in front of the Countess.
“What do you plan to do with this?” He lifted the heavy bundle of papers filed into a folder neatly. ‘Prim and proper. So much like Madeleine.’
But Madeleine’s reply was totally off beat. “why you have not shaved?”
Leo shook his head as if trying to decipher. “What?” He moved his fingers through the over grown messy beard.
Madeleine scoffed, “ Let me make it clear Leo. You are constantly under lens.”
“That’s exactly what I don’t want.” He cut her off.
“You were the crown prince.”
“And I abdicated.” He tried to prove his point.
“Doesn’t matter. You can’t change who you are born as.”
“Why?” He pulls his fingers through his sandy blonde hair In frustration.
“Prince Harry abdicated too. But he is always in news.”
Leo scowled, “For heavens sake! Can’t they let me live in peace?”
“Only if you don’t give them chance to rip through your peaceful personal life.” She air quoted.
He nods in agreement. “And I can see, you are here to tell me, how.”
“Now you are talking business.” Madeleine smiled.
Leo closed his eyes for a moment. He had to do this for Katie, for his children. He took a deep breath. “Okay. Tell me what am I supposed to do?”
“You need to look perfect when you walk in public. It shows that you are leading a perfect and happy life.”
Leo smirked, “Yes it’s a very happy life.”
“Make it look like one and I can tell you, they will stop chasing you.”
“Fine! What next?”
“I have appointed a valet for you. He will help with your attire, hair and your over all appearance. You will not leave your room before he checks you.”
Leo rolled his eyes. He had no other option but to accept what was thrown at him.
For the next hour he went back and forth over the plans Madeleine had laid out for him.
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Bertrand’s office next day
Olivia was seated across Bertrand, discussing their next modus operandi. Olivia had successfully completed her task with Raleigh Carrera and was now assigned to the case of the exiled crown prince, Trystan Thorne, of Drakovia.
An urgent knock on the door brought them to a halt. They both looked at each other. Bertrand voiced, “Come in” , wondering who was their uninvited guest for the meeting .
Leo stormed in and slammed a tabloid onto the desk in front of Bertrand. Olivia stared back at Leo’s fuming face while Bertrand looked in confusion, “ What does this mean?”
“Open and see for yourself.” Leo pointed out his finger.
As soon as Bertrand picked the newspaper and unfolded it, his eyes went wide with shock. Olivia leaned towards him to peer into the news.
The newspaper had images of Leo and Madeleine sitting in a cafe. The first one had Madeleine gleaming at Leo and the second one showed them shaking hands near the exit. The tag line read ‘Former crown prince Leo Rhys, spotted with his ex, Countess Madeleine, at leisure on a private island. Do we smell something burning in Katie Rhys’ sweet home?”
A smile played on Olivia’s lips.
“Seriously?” Leo asked looking at Olivia’s reaction.
“It’s not about you.” She fanned away with her hand.
“From what I can see, it’s definitely about me.” He turned to Bertrand angrily, “This is how you were going to help me save my image and my marriage?”
Olivia spoke instead, “Its not his fault. Madeleine should have been more discreet while planning her meetings.”
Just as on clue, Madeleine stepped inside the office. “Speak for yourself. I know my job well.” She snatched the tabloid from Bertrand’s hand and glanced at the pics, dismissing it in an instant.
She focused on Leo, “ This is the reason I insisted you need to dress up properly. Had you been in a formal attire, this would have been ignored by the media as just another business meeting.”
“Great ! So now it’s all my mistake? You know what my mistake is? Trusting you guys with my future.”
Bertrand replied in a calm note, “I think you are over reacting. It’s just two pics, we can change the flow of events. My PR company can assure you, we are good at turning the waves in your favour.”
Before he completed his sentence, the doors to his office opened with a bang. Drake barged in raging in anger. “The hell you turn things only in your favour. You Beaumonts are the most mean and selfish men walking on this damn planet.” His voice echoed across the halls outside the office.
Bertrand’s eyes roamed behind Drake to check if there were any audience at his doors. He settled his gaze back on Drake. “May I know the reason for this intrusion?”
Drake sneered, “You call yourself CEO of a PR firm yet you don’t have updates of the newsflash on TV channels across Cordonia?”
Bertrand gave Drake an irritated glare and picked up the remote to switch on the flat screen hanging on the wall across his table. The screen brightened up with flashes of red haired lady bouncing on a dance floor. All of them in the room knew that was Olivia but the next few moments left everyone’s mouth hanging open.
Bertrand came into the frame trying to dance. He made some lewd gestures and then grabbed Olivia into a smooch.
Leo and Madeleine jolted back at Bertrand. Even Olivia had shock written all over her face. Definitely she was drunk that she didn’t remember this incident.
Bertrand gulped and fumbled with the remote to switch off the TV. He didn’t want to listen or let others in the room listen to the reporter’s remarks.
“I... I ... I can explain”, he said nervously.
Drake sprinted to him in two steps and held him by collar. “How many times are you going to explain? First my sister, then your back stabbing brother took Riley and now you target my girl friend?”
“Riley is with Max?” The baritone voice from the entrance of the office brought everything to standstill. They all turned to see Liam standing in a thunderstuck state.
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Six Times....
Part 1: Think About It
Series Summary: Casey and Jessica both knew how it felt to have their hearts broken. That's why they vowed to focus on themselves and becoming the best doctors they could be. Love had no place in their life right now... and then they met. This short series tells their story through six significant moments during their relationship.
Part 1 Summary: It's Newly Admitted Student's Day at the University of Pennsylvania's Perelman School of Medicine. Jessica Philips and her friend, Diego, are working the LGBTQPM+ (Lesbian Gay Bisexual Transgender Queer People in Medicine) table, with seemingly different goals. When Diego notices Jess's interest in a new student, she balks until she walks over.
Pairing: Casey MacTavish (F!MC) x Jessica Phillips (F!OC)
Words: Approx. 1200
Rating: Teen
A/N: This is a prequel to Open Heart and takes place during Casey's (F!MC) time attending Perelman Medical Center at the University of Pennsylvania. @choicesaprilchallenge24 (smiling/teasing) and @choicesprompts Spring Fling Event (Spring is a time of new beginnings, how appropriate...) Artwork in the banner is by the incredible @rosefuckinggenius.
Series Masterlist
About Casey || About Jessica || About Casey x Jessica
Casey x Jessica Masterlist
The late afternoon sun beamed through the glass walls of the cavernous conference room, blinding anyone within its path. It had been a long day, and Diego couldn't take any more squinting. He reached under the makeshift table to grab his sunglasses from his backpack and set them firmly on the bridge of his nose. Feeling much better, he sat back in his metal folding chair, running a hand through his thick, black mane with a flourish. Beside him, a petite redhead with a smile that rivaled the brightness of the sun shook her head.
“I don’t know how you do it,” Jessica chuckled. “You can be so relaxed anywhere. Look at you! You’d think that folding chair was a comfy couch.”
He lowered his glasses momentarily to stare into his friend's warm brown eyes.
“Relaxation is a state of mind, love... not a piece of furniture.”
“And the sunglasses?” she teased. “Is that really the image we want to project for our organization? We're not a frat, you know."
“If someone comes over, I'll put them in my pocket. But the sun is blinding me, and, besides, it’s easier to check out the new recruits behind these shades.”
“And that is precisely the image we don't want to project! Diego, Newly Admitted Student's Day is not supposed to be speed dating.”
“I know that,” he smiled. "I run the speed dating event, remember?"
Her playful punch landed a little harder than expected, and Diego rubbed the sore spot with a grimace as he followed Jess’s path of vision.
“Sure,” he smirked. “I’m some sort of a deviant because I dare to say I'm assessing the new kids; meanwhile, you’ve been checking out that adorable blonde all afternoon.”
“Have not!” Jess insisted with another quick slap.
“Please,” Diego waved. “Your cheeks have turned red every time she walks by. Despite your accusations, I am not using this event to find the next lucky man in my life, but there's nothing wrong with taking note of who we want to get to know better. There's no harm in that.”
“Diego,” Jess sighed. "Stop it."
“I’m serious! This is a social event. Go... be social... say hello to her.”
“Why? There’s no point.”
“Really? And why is that, Jess.”
“Because I’m sick of chatting up women I'm interested in only to find out they are painfully straight. I’m exhausted, Di, and I’m not doing it anymore.”
Diego took his glasses to get a better look at their subject from across the room. Women may not have been his thing, but he could understand why Jess was interested. Her wavy blonde hair was pulled into a flirtatious ponytail. In her well-worn jeans, plain blue t-shirt, and barely a stitch of make-up on her face still, she effortlessly exuded approachability and radiance, a rare combination indeed.
Her conversation with the curmudgeonly Dr. Marks was apparently going well, too. The old buzzard almost seemed charmed, and when she flipped her head back in melodious laughter, Diego turned back to Jess, who was surreptitiously looking the young woman’s way.
“It’s hard for me to tell from all the way over here, but I’m not getting total straight vibes. I say it’s worth a shot.”
“NO!” Jess reiterated. “She hasn’t stopped by our table once all afternoon. That's screaming straight at me. Besides, even if she wasn’t, I...” Jess’s voice trailed as she heaved a heavy sigh.
“Even if she wasn’t, what?”
“Ammarah. Ammarah really did a number on me, Diego. I think I may just swear off women until I’m done with med school.”
Diego raised a brow at his friend, “You really want to give her that much power over you?”
“Diego, it’s just that....”
"Just nothing!" He stated. "That was last year, Jess... and it's spring, the perfect time for new beginnings!"
“Hi!” An overly cheerful voice interrupted. “I’ve been dying to come over here all afternoon, but there were so many tables to visit. I figured I’d save the best for last.”
“Well, hello!” Diego beamed smugly while slipping his sunglasses into his pocket. “And welcome to Perelman! More importantly, welcome to our table. I agree with you, it’s the best one here! Are you familiar with LGBTQPM+?”
“I am,” the perky blonde nodded. “I’m coming from NYU and worked at the LGBTQ+ Center there. I’ve heard great things about your org and Perelman as a whole. That’s why it was my first choice.”
“Well, you made the right choice,” Diego smiled. “Penn Medicine’s dedication to providing the LGBTQ+ population with culturally competent and compassionate healthcare is unrivaled, in my opinion.” He turned to Jessica with a twinkle in his eye. “This is my classmate, Jess. Jess, do you care to elaborate?”
“Uh... sure,” Jess stuttered, nervously shuffling papers in her hands. “We were, uhm, recently declared a leader in LGBT Healthcare Equality by the HRC. We’re very proud of that, and... uhm, you know, it's... uh...”
Jess thought she had hit a stride, but once she caught a glimpse of the new student’s crystal blue eyes, all progress was lost. But Jessica was determined, this was not the first impression she was going to make. Taking a cleansing breath, she smiled and looked directly into the eyes that were making her weak and continued.
“... we’re very proud; it’s a testament to the university and hospital’s commitment. And it's not stagnant; they are constantly conversing with us to see where improvements can be made. So, by being a part of LGBTQPM+, you will be helping to shape the future of healthcare.”
“Well, that’s quite a sales pitch,” the new student grinned, extending her hand to Jess. “By the way, I’m Casey.”
“Oh, and I’m...”
“She’s Jess,” Diego jumped in.
“Yeah,” Casey giggled. “That’s what her name tag says. Well, it’s very nice to meet you, Jess, and you too,” she squinted to read the tag on his chest. “Diego. I’m going to take this literature, but I’m sure I will be seeing you around.”
“Definitely,” Jess barked out far too quickly. “I mean, we have meetings every other Tuesday at seven. I hope you'll pass by."
Casey glanced at Jess, a gentle blush on her cheeks.
“You can count on it,” Casey winked. "Turning to "Diego," she extended her hand. “It was very nice meeting you, too.”
“Likewise,” he nodded. “I look forward to working with you. I think you can do great things here.”
Jess fought every visceral desire in her being and didn't watch Casey as she walked away. Opting to begin packing up their materials instead. She knew it was futile, but hoped it would help her evade any further conversation with Diego... but she knew better.
“So," he smirked, slipping his sunglasses back on. "Definitely not straight."
“We don’t know that. I don't recall her telling us how she identifies, did she?"
“No, she just works at the LGBTQ Center at NYU and is eager to join us in our work. That just screams straight to me.”
Jess looked up with exasperation. “Diego, do I have to smack you again?”
“Not unless you want me to file charges. I'm getting sick of your shit. So," he asked, more genuinely. "Are you going to try to get to know the lovely Casey?"
“I guess,” Jess shrugged. “We're going to be classmates, after all... and it looks like she wants to join our org, so....”
“You know what I mean. Personally, I think I saw sparks there."
Jess wanted to deny it with all her heart, but she didn’t like to lie. How could she say there wasn't a spark when she felt the butterflies in her stomach awakening from their long slumber? Her heart, which had firmly adhered to the cease-and-desist order Jess placed on it, quickly took note.
“I’m not doing it again, Di. There’s plenty of time for love, romance, and all that other shit when I’m done with my residency. Until then, it’s all work and no play for me.”
“If you say so,” he frowned.
“And speaking of work, here,” she tossed a tape gun his way. “Start sealing the boxes. This event is officially over.”
“Hmmm,” Diego pondered. “Funny you should say that because it feels like they're just starting to me."
~~~~~
Thank you so much for reading! I will be tagging others separately.
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CFWC F/AotW - April 7 - 14, 2024
✒️ = Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨 = Fanart
Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+
🏳️🌈 = LGBTQIA
BLADES OF LIGHT AND SHADOW
Back on Vacation 🎨| Imtura Tal Kaelen, Nia Ellarious, Valax, MC - @myautumnrose
BLOODBOUND
Five of Cups ✒️| Gaius Augustine - @thosehallowedhalls
The Sock Giveaway ✒️| Adrian Raines x F!MC - @thosehallowedhalls
CRIMES OF PASSION
A Begining ✒️| Ruby Webster, F!MC - @thosehallowedhalls
Love Languages ✒️| m!Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @inlocusmads
Movement ✒️ | m!Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @thosehallowedhalls
Second Language (Series) ✒️| m!Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @inlocusmads
Chapter 1: "What's that song you sing for the dead?"
DESIRE & DECORUM
Annabelle Parsons Fanart 🎨by @artbyalz
Ernest Sinclaire Fanart 🎨by @storyofmychoices
THE ELEMENTALISTS
Cloud Watching ✒️| Beckett Harrington x F!MC - @storyofmychoices
THE FRESHMAN SERIES
The Press Secretary (Series) ✒️| Chris Powell x F!MC - @eadanga
Chapter 12
HIGH SCHOOL STORY
Aiden Zhou x MC Fanart ✒️🎨🏳️🌈 art by @callmebeem fic by @cadybear420
IT LIVES SERIES
Lincoln Aquino x MC Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈 by @weetlebeetle (C: @storyofmychoices for @abelflints)
Noah Marshall x MC Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈by @payroo
LAWS OF ATTRACTION
Uncharacteristic ✒️| Gabe Ricci x F!MC - @thosehallowedhalls
MULTIPLE STORIES
Bloodbound/Nightbound
Disembodied 7/8 ✒️| Adrian Raines x MC, Nik Ryder x MC - @mynotsohealthyobsession
TRR / RoE / TNA / CoP
Isle of Misfits ✒️Ⓜ️| Multiple Characters - @tessa-liam
Chapter 9: Inconvenient Truths
NIGHTBOUND
Bound by Fate (Series) ✒️| Nik Ryder x F!MC - @ladylamrian
Chapter 3: The Unknown
OPEN HEART
Complete Open Heart List - Week ending April 13th
THE PRINCESS SWAP
Prince Clarke x MC Fanart 🎨 by @bri1234
RED CARPET DIARIES
Comfort ✒️| Thomas Hunt x F!OC - @thosehallowedhalls for @storyofmychoices
THE ROYAL ROMANCE
Behind Closed Doors (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️🏳️🌈| Maxwell Beaumont x MC, Liam Rys x Maxwell Beaumont - @angelasscribbles
Chapter 1: The Invitation
A Bird in Hand ✒️| Liam Rys x MC - @angelasscribbles
Catch & Release ✒️Ⓜ️| Liam Rys x MC, Drake Walker x MC - @dcbbw
Dance Under the Rainbow 🎨🏳️🌈 | Hana Lee x MC - @uselessgay10101
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PB lied. I played that game so many times and never saw any evidence she was bi. Hana is a lesbian and I'll die on that hill.
The artwork is amazing by the way.
~Dance under the rainbow~
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My thoughts exactly! 😆
So... how would your pairings do? lol
A Bird in Hand
Series: None, this is a one-shot and you can find those here.
Fandom: The Royal Romance
Pairing: Liam x Riley
Rating: G
Warnings for this chapter: none
Word Count: 392
A/N: I feel like Liam does not sit in traffic and that gave me a whole idea!!
My other stuff: Master List.
“Seriously, what’s the holdup?” Liam grumbled as he lowered the partition.
“Sorry, sir.” His driver gestured to the gridlock traffic sprawled out in front of the limo as far as the eye could see. “But I think we’re stuck for a while.”
“Shit!” Liam swore softly under his breath. In Cordonia, they cleared the roads when he needed to travel somewhere, but this was California and he had little recourse.
Unless….
He closed the partition and pulled out his cell phone with a mischievous grin.
Riley’s eyes narrowed. “I know that look. What are you up to?”
“Getting us to dinner on time.” He winked at her.
Riley shook her head from side to side. She knew Liam was a prince and used to getting his way, but he was on her home turf this weekend. He was about to get a lesson on how little his title meant in her world.
Spago Beverly Hills was the place to eat for everyone who was anyone in Hollywood and they did not hold reservations.
He finished typing into his phone and returned it to his pocket with a satisfied smirk. Riley Brooks was a woman not easily impressed. The American version of royalty, one of Hollywood’s brightest stars, she already had the world at her feet. He had to up his game.
He was determined to woo her, win her, and wed her.
She smiled at him, and his heart tried to leap out of his chest.
Riley leaned forward and patted his hand. “Really, Liam. It’s okay. We can just go to—what is that noise?”
The smug grin on Liam’s face got bigger. “That’s our ride!” He slid the moon roof open as a helicopter hovered in the air above them. A ladder fell out of the sky and clattered on the roof of the limo.
Riley’s mouth fell open. “You have got to be kidding me!”
Liam pulled himself through the moon roof and onto the top of the limo before reaching back and offering her his hand. “Oh, I’m dead serious. Shall we?”
She shook her head in amused astonishment. Delight and mischief spiked through her as she took his hand and let him help pull her through the opening in the car’s roof.
This man was a complete adventure, and she couldn’t wait to see what happened next.
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Squeeeeeeeeeze!!! You've been given a hug! Send this to all the people who you think deserve a hug. Let the hugging begin! ♥
Sending one right back to you!!!!
Sending one to everyone who sees this!!!
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AHHHHHH!!! I just now saw this, two days late hahaha!
Thank you so much for thinking of me on my birthday!!!
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