Lionbelle
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- Warrior Nun (TV) (2)
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Everything was calm. Still. Peaceful. Until it wasn’t…
I don’t remember exactly the circumstances that landed me on a cold slab in a church morgue.
All at once I was aware, but I didn’t know where I was. My thoughts scrambled for clarity.
“Um…where are we?” I asked. “I mean, was I dead? Who was that guy?” My thoughts were suddenly racing as I heard what sounded like gunshots outside the room and down the corridor. “Was that gunshots?”
The nun reached out and put her hands on my shoulders in an effort to calm me. “Do not worry child. We will be safe here. Come, let us sit away from the door.”
Everything in me was telling me that I should run. Every instinct telling me that the sound of gunshots did not equal safety. But even with those feelings, I also felt a warmth in me that I had never known. I was alive. Heck, I was moving all my limbs for the first time in years. I had just protected myself against…wait. I just killed a man. All of a sudden, I felt a sense of dread. My stomach churned at the thought and emptied next to the deceased man.Series
- Part 2 of What If...this happened instead...
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“Let me go,” Ava whispered, pain obvious in her voice. I shook my head no.
I could not imagine letting her go into an unknown void where I would not be able to follow. However, recognizing her resolve for me to not watch her die, I caressed her face gently and said, “be free”.
“I love you.” Ava’s face was full of sorrow, knowing this could possibly be goodbye.
My mind raced with a dozen thoughts until one stood out among the rest. In an instant my mind was made up.
I turned to Lilith and instructed, “tell Mother Superion what happened here. Tell her I’ll do everything I can to ensure our return.”
“Our?” Lilith began to ask, eyes widening as she realized my intent.
Before another word could be spoken, I pushed myself forward, wrapping my arms as tightly around Ava as I could without pressing too harshly into her divinium shrapnel wounds. Holding her close, I whispered in her ear, “I love you” and let us both be pulled into the energy of the portal together.
I didn’t know what would await us on the other side, but I knew one thing for certain: she wouldn’t be going alone.Series
- Part 1 of What If...this happened instead...
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This series of works explores the hypothetical spirit of 'what if' something different happened outside the main canon of the series.
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Ava Silva spends Christmas Eve working the wrapping booth at the mall, talking to her scissors and taking gift presentations very seriously. Beatrice composed and quietly lonely, arrives with a last minute gift and skepticism about bows, joy and wrapping languages.
What begins as one gift turns into shared coffee, ribbon lessons and tiny traditions.
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31 Dec 2025
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For four months, Beatrice has been the perfect girlfriend, attentive, generous, always focused on Ava's pleasure. But the moment Ava tries to reciprocate, Beatrice finds a way to deflect. When a forgotten dose of suppressants sends Beatrice into heat, Ava finally understands the depth of shame her omega carries. And she's determined to show Beatrice that there's nothing about her that isn't worthy of love.
Or: The one where Beatrice's control finally breaks, and Ava is there to hold every piece.- Language:
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09 Dec 2025
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When a packed intercity train leaves only one empty seat beside the famously cold and untouchable musical producer Beatrice Young, chaotic aspiring actress Ava Silva squeezes in without a second thought. What begins as a tense, awkward ride, full of bumped elbows, flying backpacks, and Ava's relentless sunshine, slowly cracks through Beatrice's immaculate composure. Beatrice intends to ignore her seatmate, but Ava's humming, kindness, and unfiltered warmth tug at something Beatrice has kept locked away for years.
But how will they work together if they absolutely have to?Bookmarked by Lionbelle
21 Nov 2025
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Beatrice owns a martial arts studio with a cash flow problem. Ava is an equities trader.
A little sugar mommy one shot.
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11 Nov 2025
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The wolf was a curse, a disease, a mark of something in her soul that looked like leprosy. It was the dying gift of a demon that Beatrice had received by accident. If she could have peeled herself open, she would have gotten rid of it. She couldn't. It was too valuable for the OCS to lose.
Ava did not care what the OCS valued or didn't value. When Ava peeled her open, she wanted everything she saw.
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11 Oct 2025