windcolors

Setting:  this Mass Effect fanfic takes place about five years after the fall of the Reapers and takes place after Commander Shepard destroyed the Reapers and survived. Shepard and Garrus romance and they've had a young turian boy. Shepard still keeps partially active by advising the Council, but has since put her combat days behind her. Garrus and Shepard along with their son, Quintis, live on earth near the Pacific. The sun was setting in the horizon. The beautiful orange sky and purple colored clouds highlighted one of the many reasons why Garrus Vakarian enjoyed living on earth. As he stared out the window on the second floor overlooking

It was night, just before the dawn and the sunrise. The young templar had been assigned to guard-duty; to guard the big metal doors that for most just lead into the tower to then keep them from getting outside again. He, on the other hand, was not one of the mages, not locked away to keep the world safe from them - and to keep them safe from the world. He, Cullen was the young man's name, had not been a templar for long and had just been sent to the Circle Tower, not a full year yet, but not far from it. He knew the names of most of the apprentices since it was them he usually guarded and kept under a watchful eye, but not all mages names -

"Oy! Frostbite! Get down here!" "No. Go away." "I'm not leaving ya'lone here." "Why not," the words were cold, but not particularly spiteful, "you've done it for three hundred years. Why start now?" Bunny tried to keep his face from revealing how directly the words had hit home. His ears took care of that, and he felt them settle against the back of his head. Silently, he cursed his expressive appendages. He crossed his arms, forcing his ears back into the air. "Well, you're going to have to get used to not bein' 'lone. Before the end'a today, either North or myself's gonna talk to ya. So either you choose one'a us ta tell ya off, or we'l

Draco’s Escort Service Chapter One Harry was livid. “No! Absolutely not!” he yelled. “There has to be someone else!” “He’s the best,” Lupin insisted. “And he checks out.” “Draco Malfoy checks out?” Harry thundered. “By whose standards? The bastard has done more to make my life a living hell than anyone other than Voldemort!” “He was a child, Harry. He regrets his actions and has redeemed himself time and again. For God’s sake, Harry, he lost everything to Voldemort!” “SO DID I!” Harry bellowed. “At least Malfoy got to grow up with parent