“We might not get to do this for a while,” Lauren said, holding Nadalia in her womb. “So, let’s savor this for as long as possible,” Nadalia said, from within Lauren’s womb. They did. In time, Lauren did release Nadalia from her womb, to the disappointment of both. They had responsibilities, duties and engagements to perform, so they got cleaned and dressed. Lauren tied a ponytail with part of her hair. It was down to the small of her back, so she had plenty to spare.

 The day had come. The seats were all set. The marriage runner and rug were dark purple, with madder red fringes. The arch was decorated in rose flowers and blue violets. The caterers were preparing by the reception tables. Arriving guests were instructed to set their gifts at the wedding present table, and were then escorted by high-level Aurori Family members. The guests and the wedding party were dressed in their finest. Everyone was required to leave any weapons at home, barring th

 Lauren lightly oiled herself until her skin had a touch of a glow and a touch of smoothness. She stretched, bare, and waited. After nine minutes, Strea came into the private bath, also bare. She stopped and stared at Lauren. “You actually need a bath,” Strea said, pointing at Lauren. “You’re covered in oil.” Lauren frowned at her. Strea grinned. “I’m just fucking joking,” Strea said, waving down. Lauren rolled her eyes. “But seriously, I hope

From the High Priestesses of the Protective Core to the Council of the Firstborn, major political and religious leaders across the Sister Realms yet contacted met behind the Overchurch. They would have met in the Approaching Chamber, but the presence of Charoita and The Ashmother required more space. According to Nadalia, responding to a question by Lauren and other inquisitive minds, the occasion was the first time a Giant had stepped foot inside the walls of Grecinma in over one-thousand years

As she strolled through [the woods], Lauren encountered Franklin, panting and masturbating. His back was turned to her, so she tapped on his shoulder. He immediately stopped masturbating and tried to pull up his trousers, only to unbalance himself and fall over. He looked up at Lauren, and his embarrassment lessened.“Oh, hello Lauren, I was just…” Franklin said. He tapped his chin, clearly trying to think of an excuse.“Masturbating,” Lauren said.“No, not at all,” Franklin denied. �

“An exciting story,” Rita said as they walked. “Axy must feel so embarrassed.”“He does,” Lauren said.“I can’t lay that much blame at his feet, however,” Rita said.“For religious reasons?” Ume asked.“I’m not that religious, remember?” Rita responded. “Although, in these days, I’m certainly more so than I used to be. Anyway, Sprites are foul. Perhaps he shouldn’t have gotten rid of it in the giant Giant, but it’s not his fault that it got a taste for Giants.”�

Nadalia held Stringer up by the scruff of her cloak, and the mad musician seemed nonplussed about the situation. Lauren laughed for eight minutes, decreasing Stringer’s attitude. However, after those eight minutes of laughter, Lauren cleared her throat and held out staff paper. Immediately, Stringer’s visage brightened considerably, and she grabbed the staff paper from Lauren. Stringer grinned, the strings in her cheeks groaning as they were pulled taut. Lauren dipped her head at Nadalia, an

 Anna and Nience nearly met, and the failure resulted in a wide-scale calamity. Thankfully, Lauren had taken her siblings to a remote reality of battered minerals and heat geysers, so the many apocalypses caused by Lauren’s siblings failures at becoming a middleground, just like Lauren Greci, did little to deteriorate the aesthetics of the environment. The other seven were becoming frustrated, so after that latest attempt, Lauren gave them a break. As they sat down on crystals made b

Due to an idea suggested by Rita when night fell, the travelers were sitting off the edge of the Turquoise Bay beach, around a campfire. The construction crew continued to excavate the depths of the bay, and the Kraken lay in the shallows, restrained and resistant. Queen Tirtra had been extracted by a team of Mermaids, after Melody had sent a message to the Mermaid Queendom, so the Mermaid Queen was on her way to medical recovery. Ghenna had also been taken by the same team, utilizing an amphibi

 At Yewleek’s Dawn Hall, a nightclub owned by Alba, the fiancées, Lauren, Fiann, and their friends were gathered around the tables in front of the dance stage, during off-hours. Alba, Molly, Fiann, and Valentina were enjoying a smoke, while Alba, Lauren, Strea, Rita, Ume, and Theresah were enjoying the establishment’s alcohol supply. Maricica stood at the center-front of the stage, near the edge, and an ensemble of Buskers were behind her with a host of instruments. For whatever reason

 Lauren took a deep breath, and she let it out slowly. She gave a careful nod to Nadalia. “I think I’m ready,” Lauren said, clenching her hands. “Just tell me if you need to stop,” Nadalia said. “I… I will,” Lauren said. “But, I’m good.” She took another deep breath. She smiled at Nadalia. “I’m good.” Nadalia smiled in return as only a lover could. Nadalia leaned forward, and she put her mouth around Lauren’s right nipple. Lauren clench

 “If we are going to have a better unity between realms, we need to sort out the martial and law side of things,” Lauren addressed. Of all those trusted, many of them were in occupations of combat or defense or had been in such occupations. To Lauren, it made her reflect on the nature of those she, her friends, and her siblings found trustworthy. “We have soldiers, knights, body guards, mercenaries, bounty hunters, police officers, sheriffs, recruits, volunteers, detectives,

 Lauren, Nadalia, Strea, Rita, Melody, Valentina, Theresah, Foa, Alba, Terrica, Sange, Ume and several security members were currently defending the temporary autonomous region, formerly a section of hallway outside of Harland’s office, while Su and Harland argued within the office over the matter of reinstating her soul.Lauren and several of her friends had gone into the room at first, before quickly retreating as the discussion became spirited. Now, ten hours had past, and the clamor an

 “So miniscule, so impactful,” Lauren said, rolling the gemstone eyes around the bowl sitting on her brother’s counter with her finger tips. Lauren was in Bates’ house, waiting on what she teased her brother as a “tea party” between him, Ash, Nadalia, Gytha, Franklin, Kjærleikr, and Mark to finish. Most of her friends were busy, and she had declined joining Terrica and Hayes for their weekly lunch. She was a little bored, having already rummaged through his entertainment s

 Lauren was surrounded by artificers. From the local Grecinman artisans who had helped in the city’s changes so far to smiths from Isarn’s Gate and crafters from Harpsnur, alongside Phamen and Ash, the Core Realm had plenty of representation. The Burning Realm, the Drowning Realm, the Freezing Realm, the Dusted Realm, the Jolted Realm and even the Murk Realm provided their own architects, engineers, smiths, tailors and crafters. Of particular note were the two locomotive engineers (whom

 At the point where her voice was strong enough for the usage but still held a rough tone, Lauren was in her isolation booth, recording growls, screams, and harsh vocals for later use or inspiration. After two hours of recording, Lauren stepped out of the booth, made sure her recording was saved across multiple devices and formats, and walked into her kitchen where Nadalia, Sange, and Ume sat. “Oh hey, you made it,” Lauren said to Sange and Ume. “How were the activities?” 

“All right,” Lauren said as everyone settled down around the gathering stone. “Time for the topic no one’s looking forward to. We have a lot of important ones on the table, but it’s best to get this one done and over.”“Do we have to?” Su asked.“No, but yes,” Bates answered.“So, today, we’re going to smooth things over,” Lauren said, sliding her palms over the stone. “We can all see that most of you hate someone or another. Maybe you have or had a good reason for that,

 As a spontaneous pastime, Nadalia, Strea, Melody, Valentina, Theresah, Foa, Alba, Su, Terrica, Sange, Ume, Ash, Phamen, Circe, Allison, Mor, Rauð, Rinnari, Dansari, Makoda, Molly and Era stood on a platform, nude, turned around with their buttocks facing a table at which sat Lauren, Franklin, Cammia and Tristi. The latter four were judging the buttocks which their friends displayed. The judging had gone through a tactile round and a visual round, and now, the four judges were conferring t

Eight siblings walk down a sidewalk. Lauren is at the lead. There is highway on one side of them and sub-suburbia on the other. After a quick jaunt from their vehicles, the siblings enter a diner, with a ding from the brass bell. It is a diner to which none of them have been in years.Axy: [examining] How long is it going to be like this?Lauren: You know.Axy blows air out of his nose. The siblings sit down at a table large enough to accommodate them all. They pick up the menus from a holder, but

 With Nadalia by her side, Lauren searched for Alba and Molly. They used those smaller gates, a blend of Doctor McLain’s fields and the Multigate’s elements. They allowed one to cross a realm without the need for vehicle or spell or one’s own limbs, and they transported a person perceivably immediately. However, the Multigate was still needed to get from realm to realm, and with the increased trade, visitation, tourism and cooperation between realms, lists, lines and delays were begin

 Once Lauren was no longer bedridden, her siblings took her to a drive-in restaurant for a quick bite to eat. After they finished, the eight siblings went to the Core Realm, appearing at the grove where Lauren collected her honey. New saplings were rising in the grove, but more importantly, Nadalia, Strea, Rita, Melody, Valentina, Ash, Theresah, Foa, Alba, Su, Terrica, Sange, and Ume stood there. Lauren smiled, and her siblings stepped backwards. Immediately, Nadalia wrapped her in a hug, f

I think it is quaintWhat is it The travelers and The Buskers stepped into Cammia’s shop. “It’s good to be back,” Lauren said. “Undoubtedly,” Nadalia said. “It’s a bit cramped,” Su said. “I wonder why,” Alba said, looking back at The Buskers, who all occupied a space smaller than their volume. “So, that’s the mirror,” Cammia said, looking back at the mirror. “How dreadful,” Sange said. Lauren softly chuckled. “No offen