|Thieves of my Heart
Author: Nevermore23 PM
SLASH. This story has a relationship with 13 men in it. Don't like that stuff, don't read. Riley always felt like an outcast. Unloved and unwanted, until he is brought onto a pirate ship with 12 handsome men. Join Riley as the crew of The Shadow teach him what it is liked to be loved and wanted! The summary sucks! Yes, I realize this is very cliché.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Drama - Chapters: 10 - Words: 10,541 - Reviews: 38 - Favs: 18 - Follows: 40 - Updated: 10-08-12 - Published: 08-27-12 - id: 3053660
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Author's note: Okay! I'm really hoping that I stick with this story! That will only happen if I get reviews! I mentioned in the summary (Which sucked) that this will be a relationship with 13 men. This means that they all love each other and often interchange partners between them, but it won't at any time be all of them having sex at the same time. That would be too much (even for me) There might be three at one time at some point though :) this story will have graphic Male on male loving (most likely) and so if you don't like that, don't read. I wrote this at 11:30 pm and didn't proofread so i apologize for grammar and spelling. I will most likely go back and look at this soon to fix it. I also apologize for this long author's note and short prologue. I'll try to make the other chapters longer. I kinda based the beginning of the story on Break the Sky by Caseus. The prologue is the only thing I really based it on, so please don't think I'm trying to steal the work. It's just it's a pirate fic so it has to be kinda similar. If you think that I shouldn't base the prologue on someone else's work please let me know and I'll either take it down or change it. I just need this to start up my writing for this story. Well... I think that's all I had to say. I think this author's note is longer than the prologue. Hope you enjoy Thieves of my Heart!
I stared out my balcony window at the chaos below. Part of me wanted them to be the ones responsible, but I knew it was unlikely. I knew that I made my decision, and there was no going back, but I was going to regret it the rest of my life. Was this really the right thing to do? Was I really causing them so much grief? Or did I just do this to protect myself? Either way, it's too late now. For better, or worse. I had left them, and they will soon forget me, while I will never forget them.
The chaos outside was getting worse. Guards were quickly losing to the skill of the intruders. Villagers were running around in fright, not doing anything productive. That's how it always is, I realized. Anytime I've seen anything bad happen to common people, they'd cower and run, but not do anything to help themselves or others. People are no different than animals, except animals make more of an effort to survive.
I knew I probably should be running, or hiding. I didn't care. I had given up all that I had learned to live for. My life was pointless now, so if the intruders wished me dead, so be it. I knew it was pointless to fight if the intruders were half as good as them, I was silly enough to try and fight the first time. Although I learned to realize that it was not a silly mistake, it was really the best decision of my life, I doubted that I would be so lucky a second time.
I looked around my room. Though almost everything in the room was expensive, there was nothing of value to me in there. I had left everything that had any meaning with them. I knew there was no point in having a keepsake. The intruders would get quite the loot after they killed me, lucky them.
Just then, I heard a crash downstairs. They had finally entered the estate. Took them long enough. One would think that the first place thieves would go would be the largest house in the village. Guess these thieves aren't that bright, or else they wished to cause a lot of panic.
I heard booms and crashes downstairs. They were breaking down doors. Soon, the crashes were coming from down the hall, and then right next door.
Then I heard the door to my room being broken down. I didn't turn around. I didn't want to see the faces of the people who were going to kill me. That way, I could imagine that it was them who are the one's to take my life, as it should have been originally.
I heard a sigh, almost as though in relief, behind me. This confused me. Why would the intruders be relieved? I started to turn around, I got a glimpse of a familiar face before pain erupted in my head, and blackness.