La Sixieme Republique Francaise by dave-llamaman, literature
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La Sixieme Republique Francaise
The destruction of the October War and its aftermath had claimed the lives of over sixteen million French citizens, six million of whom perished in the destruction of Paris. Lyon, Marseilles, Nice and other major settlements had been outright destroyed alongside major military bases such as Brest naval arsenal. The largest surviving city proved to be Bordeaux, although the town had suffered heavy damage from a megaton-range detonation fifteen miles offshore. By early 1966, exploring parties from the UK, Ireland, Spain and Italy had effectively liberated the country from any remaining criminal bands and Soviet-backed fiefdoms, with attention turning to how to provide for and govern the 31 million surviving Frenchmen. It was determined by the European allies that the Fifth Republic constitution would provide the best way forward, albeit one with a few tweaks. Bordeaux would be the seat of government until such time that reconstruction and decontamination of Paris could allow governance
A Celestial Heirloom: The Princess (Ch.4) by GrandSACHI, literature
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A Celestial Heirloom: The Princess (Ch.4)
The Roofscape Runner Jeanne was no longer afraid. For the past twenty minutes, her savior had led her and her steed through streets and alleys, holding onto the horse's reins. They were now in a quiet place on de la Serpente street. Yet, when they had left the scene of the battle, onlookers who had gathered there had hurled taunts and jeers at them, but none had dared to pursue them. No, commoners and gentlemen alike had remained stunned by the devastation resulting from the seemingly impossible battle that had just taken place. Among all the exclamations that erupted, there was one uttered by an old woman that deeply resonated with Jeanne. "It's him!" she had exclaimed. "It's the Roofscape Runner! Good Lord! Look at what he has done!" Anxious murmurs had then risen from the crowd, but no one had echoed her sentiment. Now that everything had quieted down, the countess felt reassured and could leisurely observe her guide who walked ahead of her. The man was tall – easily six feet
A Celestial Heirloom: The Princess (Ch.2) by GrandSACHI, literature
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A Celestial Heirloom: The Princess (Ch.2)
A First Lady-in-Waiting for Elisabeth of Austria Jeanne arrived in front of a double door made of solid ash wood. The door was adorned with the coat of arms of Queen Elisabeth, displaying both the fleur-de-lis of France and the silver lion with forked tails from the escutcheon of Maximilian II of Austria. The countess paused for a moment to compose herself. Her conversation with the Duke of Guise had deeply unsettled her. True, the duke regarded her almost as an enemy, which she was well aware of. However, there was more to the threat he had uttered than just the pleasure of unsettling a rival. No, something was brewing at the Louvre, and neither the Countess of Mourniac nor the Count of Oustremont were invited. Jeanne gently knocked on the door, which immediately opened to reveal a woman in her forties. She was dressed in a long black surcoat concealed under a warm and lengthy ermine pelisse – rather surprising for such a warm day – which she wore like a cape with the sleeves
Unscoured - P2A1C04 by impactbluefxdwg, literature
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Unscoured - P2A1C04
Previous Chapter Index CHAPTER 4: THE RED-HAIRED HUMAN Clay felt like the whole entire world was spinning upside down. He had no idea what was what anymore. The only thing that he was sure about was that he'd never see 'scavengers' the same way again. Yesterday, if it even was actually yesterday, had been by and far the worst day of his and his friends' lives. No, it wasn't even a contest. Not even close. First, yet another bad 'training session' with Kestrel trying to 'bring that little monster out of [him]'. Then he found out that Glory was supposed to be killed for being 'unworthy', and Tsunami got chained up to a pillar by their so-called 'guardians' (who, aside with Kestrel, also consisted Dune and Webs, and apparently Morrowseer also, and were more of 'jailers' if anything) to prevent her from interfering. Then, to try and prevent this, Clay and his friends hatched a plan to open their cave's other entrance so that they could escape...only to then run into Scarlet
A Celestial Heirloom: The Princess (Ch.1) by GrandSACHI, literature
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A Celestial Heirloom: The Princess (Ch.1)
Jeanne of Mourniac The small coach jolted along the dirty cobblestones of the glassworks path, struggling to navigate through the bustling crowd on this hot day of August 23rd, 1572. Seated on the rear seat of the carriage, Jeanne, Countess of Mourniac, faced the Count and Countess of Oustremont. However, the attention of the young Countess of Mourniac was not directed towards her uncle William or her aunt Justine. She rather had her eyes fixed on the handheld mirror she had just purchased on the Saint-Michel Bridge, gazing at her reflection for quite some time. Jeanne was a rather tall and attractive young woman – though rather slender by the standards of the time. She was dressed in a long scarlet silk houppelande with white sleeves and fringes adorned with speckled white and tawny stoat fur. The houppelande was adorned on the front with a long pearl necklace that accentuated the shape of her chest otherwise discreetly concealed by the rigid corset she wore beneath her gown. Her
A/N: Yeah I'm not dead or anything. I just got distracted by work, then by Jedi Survivor, and then work again. Plus I also wanted to actually plot some things out for later in the story since I went into this with minimal planning and just a handful of established plot points that I'd use. Sorry if I'm a bit rusty now. I gotta get myself back into the swing of things. _____________________________________________________ "She wasn't at home and she's not here and she's not at the Metro Tower and I don't know where else to look," Wally frantically rambled to Mister Terrific before suddenly grabbing his shoulders. "What if something happened to her? Can't you track her or something? Why the hell else do we have these commlinks? You gotta know where she is!" Mister Terrific let out a sigh before slowly removing the speedster's hands from his shoulders. "Listen Flash, if I could have tracked her I would have already but she threw this at me," Terrific held up a commlink between his left
A/N: This is a bit um...spicy. Nothing that I think is M-rated but to be safe just be aware of spicy things ahead. It'll be obvious as the chapter progresses but this is set during Shadow of the Hawk. ________________________________________________________ Her heart jumped to her throat when his hand settled against her cheek. A blush immediately rose to her face and she couldn't stop herself from melting into his touch. Her head was spinning. Her heart felt as though it had burst into a million pieces. She was with Carter. Lying on top of his bed. She couldn't believe what was happening. She couldn't believe it was even possible. Shayera couldn't quite comprehend her current situation. Yet here Carter was with her. Touching her, kissing her, loving her. His touches set her system aflame and left her stomach twisted up. She wasn't going to last at this rate. Shayera felt her body give an involuntary shudder as she felt Carter's hand slowly travel up her right inner thigh.