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Huniepop: Relationship Problems (Redhead - 1)

Redhead – Part I

Choices caused people hurt, it was a simple fact that Mike was becoming increasingly more aware of over the last few months. Having to walk in one direction often meant that other paths became sealed off forever; never to return. However, it was also just as clear to him that his life could not remain in a state of perpetual limbo for a moment longer. His love life seemed irreversibly tied into his life with the band right now, especially since all the women he knew had some form of involvement or interest in his music. Turning back now was simply not an option.
"So," Mike began as he pressed the silver phone he held closer to his ear, "I think I've made up my mind here…."
A small chuckle from Kyu resonated over the line, "About damn time." This whole situation had become both a source of drama and mild worry to her over the passing weeks. However, it also left her questioning herself. In many years in this job, she never found herself car
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Huniepop: Hairdresser (Finale - Without Closure)
Hairdresser - Without Closure
Six in the evening – it was finally closing time in the salon. Such a revelation would've usually been a source of relief for Kyanna Delrio. There was nothing better than finishing a long day of work and going to pick up her son from day-care. However, tonight would grant exception to the usually happy rule – especially considering that a spectre darkened her door. Bile rose up in the back of her throat – a seething hatred beyond the likes of which she'd ever felt before threatening to tear her apart.
It was true what they said after all: time wasn't always capable of healing wounds. In fact, the passage of time sometimes brought with it only a deeper void. Some choices couldn't be taken back, of that there was no doubt.
Her eyes, narrowed with hatred, scanned a familiar sight. A tall man of Hispanic origin – his arms ripped with muscle and scrawled with badly inked gang tattoos. She remembered every inch of his features
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Huniepop: Hairdresser (Part 9 - Emotional Reunion)
Hairdresser - Emotional Reunion
Today couldn't get much worse – of that there was no doubt. Kyanna gazed down at the letter in her hands with a quiet sigh of frustration. It was true what they said, no matter how hard you tried it was impossible to wash away every little stain of the past. Unfortunately, this stain was large and ugly. It held power enough to make her future very difficult.
'Hey chica. It's Dario. You better read this letter all the way through and not just throw it away. I get out of the pen soon, and I wanna see my kid, you got that? I don't care about what your mother thinks, it's my right. I'm a father now ese, and I'll be fuckin damned if you think you're gonna keep little Philly away from me. Not just that but I've been thinking since I got in here.'
Miss Delrio felt her stomach twist in painful knots. A sick feeling crawled ever higher through her with every word, every little syllable that she read. This guy had balls the likes of which she
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Huniepop: Hairdresser (Part 8 - Purple Heartbreak)
Hairdresser - Purple Heartbreak
Kyanna's eyes flickered open – everything inside her screamed with urgency. Strange, just moments ago she remembered talking to Mike by the beach. Now she was back home again. It felt like she'd been sleepwalking. Panicked, her sight fell upon the familiar setting of her apartment. Quaintly painted walls and a sparse range of furniture populated the lounge. She slumped against one of the kitchen chairs in a desperate attempt to bring some air inside her tightened lungs.
"What the fuck? That was weird. I could've sworn I was outside just a moment ago..."
Something felt amiss – Kyanna searched the room from corner to corner with inquisitive eyes. Her body felt lighter than a feather. That was when she saw it – a powerful pink ray of light shining in from the kitchen window.
'What the hell is that? I don't know why… but for some reason I want to go toward it. I wanna reach out and touch it. What's wrong with me?
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Huniepop: Hairdresser (Part 7 - Seperate Ways)
Hairdresser - Seperate Ways

Fear, Kyanna felt it coursing through her despite every ounce of passion. Her eyes remained fixated on the message she'd received just a couple of hours earlier. It was one she wasn't expecting, but also one she didn't have the power to refuse.
'It's been a month…. Look, I have no right to ask this since I put you through so much shit. I was wondering if you might wanna meet with me after you finish work? If not then I'll totally understand, but I have something I need to say. Meet me at the beach by six if you're interested. No fucking around and no excuses this time. I'll be there…'
Golden sands – the soothing crash of waves, and the beauty of a setting sun. Kyanna smiled – her powerful gaze cast upon the faint orange glow of dying light.
"Mike." Kyanna sighed – placing a hand upon her chest. He was alone right now, and seemed quite the sight for sore eyes – nothing compared to the energetic side she'd s
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Huniepop Fanfiction - Album (Track 01 - Hero)

Band - Third Betrayal
Album Title - Showtime
Distribution - Digital/CD
Vocals/Lyrical Composure - Mike Andrew Winters
Lead Guitar/Lyrical Composure -
Neil Grey
Bass Guitar - Steve Grey
Sound Direction/Backup/Drums - Jamie Alburn
Managed by Markus Kane (Kane Industries Limited)
Copyrighted under international law - 2015
Track No. 1
Track Title - Hero
Dedicated to Tiffany Maye
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Have you ever wondered why... your life becomes a fight?
Trapped by your ambitions
Struggling to find the light?
Do we need a beacon in the dark?
Warmth and comfort in the night
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No I don't wanna be a hero.
I don't want to save the world
I just wanna win the girl
Those blue sparkles in your eyes
I just want to make you mine
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I felt lost for so very long
Staring at the setting sunlight
Feeling like I don't belong
Chasing empty shadows
Dreaming of an angel's song
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No I don't wanna be a hero
I don't wanna save the world
I just wanna win the girl
Those blue sparkles in your eye
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Huniepop: Hairdresser (Part 6 -Third Betrayal)
Hairdresser - Third Betrayal
Kyanna brushed past the crowds with a sigh. It'd been a long day at the Salon. Yet regardless of how tired she felt – her mind still ran in overtime. A text message – one that held enough weight so set her heart to racing. She didn't expect it – almost dropped her phone at the time, in fact.
'Hey Kyanna…. I've made up my mind. Meet me in the mall after you finish your shift. Oh… and I have a surprise for you. Take care of yourself and have a good day. Thanks for being so patient with me. Mikey. x x x'
He'd finally been in touch after so long – a few weeks of making her wait. For the longest time she'd pondered, but now it was almost time. Mike was going to tell her the truth of his feelings at long last.
Smiling to herself, Kyanna sat down beside the water fountain near a row of bustling eateries. There she waited, hands folded in her lap. "We've been for lunch down here plenty of times before.
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Huniepop: Hairdresser (Part 5 - Beach Party)
Hairdresser - Beach Party
Another day at work trimming hair and setting perms – plenty of people buzzed past the window to provide at least a little entertainment. Kyanna sighed, setting down the scissors to find her reflection beaming back in the mirror. Something felt out of place, but she wasn't quite sure what.
"There ya go, Misses Jones. Your usual trim…. That comes to twenty-five."
"Why thank you dearie," the elderly lady reached her long bony fingers into the seemingly endless depths of a turquoise purse. "Here's a thirty… now you keep the change and have a nice day, Kyanna. You've done a lovely job as always."
Praise from the customers was always nice – it sure beat one girl she had to deal with every few weeks. Red hair, ribbons and tassels, a woman wrapped up like a Christmas gift to disguise the blackened hunk of coal hiding underneath.
"Audrey Belrose…." Kyanna took the money from Misses Jones – sliding it into the cash r
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Huniepop: Hairdresser (Part 4 - Showtime)
Hairdresser - Showtime
Silence across all channels – Kyanna couldn't help but wonder how long it would be until she heard something from Mike. Many a week continued to slip by, and without so much as a message to let her know, he was okay.
There she sat – in a corner booth by herself at Lusties Nightclub – sipping a cocktail from a little plastic straw. "It's pretty full in here, looks like I chose a good night to come out."
Phillip was safe with the babysitter, and she had a little extra money from working a double shift earlier in the week. "Yeah! I'd say I've earned myself a little time to relax."
Were any of her friends in right now? Miss Delrio set her glass aside – shuffling to the edge of her seat to get a better look around. People danced under the twisting, swirling shades of bluish lighting, neon sparks flashing in perfect unison to the rhythmic beat of the music.
"Nobody I recognize. Shame… I was really hoping for a little compa
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A new chapter of Promise has arrived. If you're a Fire Emblem fan you can read it by clicking the link below:

www.fanfiction.net/s/12166015/…

On that note, I need to get around to playing the new Fire Emblem Echoes before I start writing the next Huniepop chapter. Darn I've not played many video games recently. I think the last thing I finished was Resident Evil 7.

Anyway, enjoy the read and stay posted for more updates. You're more than welcome to leave a comment if you want to share something with me!
I'd like to announce a new story. Let me introduce you to Supernova, a sequel story to Alien Problems over on my fanfiction.net page.

Are you a fan of Audrey or Celeste? Did you read Alien Problems? You might enjoy this one!

You can read it down below:

www.fanfiction.net/s/12498089/…


Redhead – Part I

Choices caused people hurt, it was a simple fact that Mike was becoming increasingly more aware of over the last few months. Having to walk in one direction often meant that other paths became sealed off forever; never to return. However, it was also just as clear to him that his life could not remain in a state of perpetual limbo for a moment longer. His love life seemed irreversibly tied into his life with the band right now, especially since all the women he knew had some form of involvement or interest in his music. Turning back now was simply not an option.

"So," Mike began as he pressed the silver phone he held closer to his ear, "I think I've made up my mind here…."

A small chuckle from Kyu resonated over the line, "About damn time." This whole situation had become both a source of drama and mild worry to her over the passing weeks. However, it also left her questioning herself. In many years in this job, she never found herself caring for a client like the one she had right now.

"Alright," continued Kyu as she flopped on the couch in Mike's apartment, "What move are you gonna make, oh great one?" Though subconscious, the love fairy had a nervous thumb twiddling with one side of her bangs. Her heartbeat was climbing in anticipation for the verdict.

"Audrey," spoke Mikey in confirmation as he stood from his seat in the bar, "This whole thing started with her. It should finish with her as well." Yet, his slightly gloomy tone certainly did not reflect a particularly large amount of surety.

"Oooo," Kyu sprang up from her place of sitting. A second soft chuckle escaped her lips; all the while, her grip on the phone became tighter, "You're going for the redhead, huh? I always had this feeling you liked em a little feisty!"

The young man rolled his dark green eyes slightly, "I'm just doing the right thing here," he said in a most insistent retort. His attention divided for a moment, he slipped on his coat before bringing the phone back to his ear, "….Call me an idiot. I just… I get feeling there is a lot more to Audrey than she lets on…. I don't think I gave her enough of a chance to show her true self."

Annoyance, Kyu could not explain why she felt it, but there was indeed this rising feeling of annoyance in response to Mike's choosing of the redhead. However, Miss Sugardust laughed like always, while a part of her felt very uncomfortable about the girl her client was choosing to pursue. The fairy could not find a decent explanation to justify why she felt this way either, and in the end, it was only serving to frustrate her even more.

"Be careful dude," Kyu warned with a playful yet slightly less cheerful laugh than usual, "Some girls are just bitches because they're shallow. You have to be sure you won't regret it."

An alarm bell rang out for Mike despite the alcohol in his system that clouded judgement. The response from his guardian, it seemed a lot less… carefree. "It's a little surprising to hear you talking half serious like this," he continued with a weak chuckle.

Eyes set upon the door, the young man started to make his way toward the exit, "Are you sure there's nothing bothering you, Kyu?" His enquiry was of genuine concern. Something just did not feel right about the mood of this conversation.

"It's such a shame," Kyu responded sarcastically in a low and alluring chuckle, "I guess you will never know what it's like to sleep with a fairy now, huh?"

"Oh, come on!" Mike stepped out into the street and and took a right turn. With his bearings set, he continued, "I was extremely drunk when I mentioned that! Cut me some slack."

"God, you're so easy to tease," a howl of laughter followed from Kyu; its intensity was enough to barrage Mike's ear. Damn,"I'm just fuckin with ya," she continued with a victorious smile.

Yet, something about her behaviour, it still seemed off. While Mike did not say anything aloud, he got this ever-increasing feeling that the mannerisms of his pink-haired friend were extremely forced in this conversation. However, he shook the thought from his mind and continued on his way. The cool night air blew gently through the busy streets, its light chill serving as a contrast to the light sweat that the man with blonde hair felt due to whiskey.

Mike returned to the previous branch of conversation and he simply gave a heartfelt smile, "Tell me something, Kyu," he started with an inquisitive tone in his smooth voice, "Have you ever felt close to a human guy before?"

"Well, there's a personal question," the fairy quickly bounced back with an amused flare, "Now that's for me to know," she giggled softly, "….There was one, a long time ago."

Hand on her heart, Kyu closed her eyes and gave a warm and compassionate smile, "There's a another guy, actually. He's sweet, and a little hopless too... I can't always get the guy I want though..."

"He doesn't like you?" Mike asked softly. He sensed the withdrawn tone of Kyu's voice and gave a sigh.

Kyu's heart pounded. She wanted to say something so badly, and yet the words just didn't come out in the way she wanted, "...He's not the brightest guy when it comes to women... The big idiot doesn't even realize how I feel..."

Sombre, the tone of his dear friend's voice caused Mike's brow to furrow slightly in concern, "Hey… If this dude doesn't have the sense to give you a chance... he's a fucking lunatic."

"Oh, you don't know the half of it," Kyu continued as her eyes turned cloudy with a hint of sadness, "Anyway, forget about me. Go get your girl! It's Saturday, so I bet she's in the club!"

Mikey confidently turned the next corner and squeezed his way through a couple of passers-by. Across the street stood a tall white building with floodlights and neon signs. A pair of suit-clad door attendants stood by the red painted main entrance. The duo wore some fairly no nonsense expressions on their gargoyle like faces.

"Lusties," the young man uttered under his breath before leaning up against a street sign, "Wish me luck, okay Kyu? I'm finally going to set this shit straight!"

"You go get her, tiger," Kyu's voice was nowhere near as upbeat as usual. Her delicate fingers squeezed the phone in her hand tightly; while her eyes remained closed.

The line swiftly went dead. The sudden cut off was enough to make Mike's emerald eyes widen in surprise, "Did she just hang up on me?"

Sad eyes, eyes that bore a deep feeling of unrequited warmth and closeness. A true sense of love, something completely out of the ordinary for a fairy that worked in the love business. It was not against the rules, no… but few of the fairy guardians that worked for Venus actually went and got emotionally involved.

"You're still as dense as when I met you, Mikey," Kyu whispered her words sadly. Unable to contain her emotions any longer, she tossed her phone onto the couch, while a single tiny tear rolled down her cheek, "….Well done, Kyu…. You got too attached…."


Mike stood at the doorway leading inside Lusties and gave an uneasy sigh, "Saturday night…. Audrey has gotta be in here, even if it is Rock music night…."

However, the young man's attention was drawn away when somebody grabbed him strongly by the shoulder. Before he even realized it, a hand pulled him back onto the street…. Stunned, he spun around as if by impulse to try to get a glance of the person responsible.

The culprit Mike saw was a tall stranger in a scruffy black suit. He bore long dark hair and a pale complexion, his eyes seemingly covered by sunglasses. On his right wrist, there was a shiny Rolex watch, and upon several of his chunky fingers were expensive diamond rings, "Yo…. You're Mike, aren't ya?"

Of course, Mikey gave a slightly uneasy nod before pulling away from the grip of the ape-like man who squeezed his shoulder. The person was huge, and must have been three-hundred pounds at least, all pure muscle, "You clearly know who I am," The response from the singer was blunt and very defensive. In short, it was far too impolite a tone to take with somebody so imposing.

"My woman is totally obsessed with you guys and your band," the suit clad tank of a man said in his gruff Italian American accent, "She never shuts up about ya, and it's starting to piss me off."

Such news caught Mikey completely by surprise. He took a careful step back and folded his arms. Now, a metaphorical line in the sand was drawn against the unknown figure. This person, whoever he was, seemed to be organized. It could not be sheer coincidence.

"The name? It don't matter," spoke the colossal beast as he cracked his knuckles, "But I tell ya… There's something I've wanted to do for a long time."

There was no time for Mike to react. A massive fist flew in his direction and swiftly struck him with full force in the side of the jaw…. The entire world was consumed in a violent haze as the senses were torn clean from the blonde's body. Everything was jarred and there was no sense of clarity. The legs gave from beneath Mike, and he found himself falling onto the ground in a heap…. Everything went dark, and alas, for a brief moment… he felt the coldness of the concrete against his face.

"I'm gonna break your fuckin face, punk! Think you're real smooth with your music, don't ya?" The attacker came forward with pounding footsteps and struck Mike in the chest with a powerful; dirty kick straight to the ribs. Such massive force caused the blond to wheeze desperately for breath.

"WHAT THE FUCK?! Get your hands off him," A shrill feminine voice erupted through darkness. There was an unmistakable familiarity to it amongst the sea of darkness and pain.

"A-Audrey," Mike uttered in a weak exhalation of breath.

There was nothing to be seen. In fact, there were only sounds as Mikey teetered on the brink of passing out from getting hit so hard. However, his ears could not mistake the sound of heeled shoes clacking closer and closer in his direction. A pair of slender; soft hands embraced his own. They were warm, a comfort in this time of intense confusion.

"….C'mon, you asshole…. ANSWER ME!" Audrey's voice echoed again for a second time, "Hey…. I'm not kidding…. Mikey! Get up!"

However, at this point there was nothing left. Darkness descended, and Mike felt his body slump to the ground.

"Get your hands off me! Pricks! I said get your grubby hands off," the massive bruiser who struck Mike struggled against the hold of the bouncers, but despite his best attempts he couldn't break free from the both of them.


An unfamiliar ceiling was the first sight for freshly opened eyes. Through the distorted haze a pair of strong green orbs struggled to focus upon the sight of dirty white paintwork, "….The hell," Mike groaned softly. His squinted vision finally gained enough focus to look ahead and stir intently.

Finally, his sense of smell slowly returned next, well, enough of it to inhale the powerfully strong scent of expensive cigarettes. Unable to do anything else, he simply breathed in the unclean air and gave a weak cough from his tightened lungs, "So… that's what it feels like getting yourself knocked out…."

"So, you're finally awake?" Audrey's haughty voice resonated directly beside him. Without warning, the sensation of soft, warm hands touching his cold arms became apparent. Mike found himself pulled upright without as much as a heads up from the redhead at his side.

Once his senses fully returned Mikey took a swift look around. He was quick to realize he sat upon a small but dusty couch that reeked of old leather. Upon further strained inspection, his eyes beheld the sight of dingy white walls and old wooden floors. It was a small room with a single dim light hanging down. A dartboard sat in the wall behind while an old beat up TV sat directly in front. The picture was clear, but the set looked like something that came straight out of the nineties.

The sight of several old band posters from the early two thousands brought a brief smile to Mike's lips, "Grasp of Power, and Juggernaut…. Heh, old school Metal right there."

"Hey, pay attention to me," Audrey spoke as she snapped her fingers. The sharpness of such a powerful sound was enough to draw Mike back into the same plane of reality. Broken free from his observation, he looked across to the frowning redhead with a look of confusion.

"Sorry," Mike spoke in apology. He turned, and for the first time since waking up saw Audrey's face in its entirety.

The sight of her delicate features in contrast with her ruby red hair was enough to grip Mike's interest almost immediately. He smiled softly, and glanced her up and down, his eyes extra sure to bask in the sight of her short and frilly dress, his attention especially fixated upon her slender white legs for an additional moment.

"Eyes up here," the young lady spoke sternly as one of her delicate hands touched the side of Mike's face, "You're lucky I brought you home. That guy was ready to keep kicking the crap outta you even though you were down."

"I'm at your house?" Mike asked his question with something of a questioning glance as his left brow raised slightly. No wonder he did not recognize this place. In truth, Audrey had never taken him back to her house before. Usually, they would always go and spend time at his apartment instead.

"And you better be fucking grateful," the French girl spat her words with a flare of venom as her lips curved into a scowl, "You better be especially fucking thankful after what happened yesterday….."

There fight was not something Mikey felt very proud to remember. In fact, just thinking back to it was enough to make his expression darken in grim recollection. Sure, Audrey was a tricky girl to deal with, but part of him felt very responsible for their argument.

"I'm sorry about all that," Mike said with a quiet and downturned expression. His eyes gloomy and disheartened, he looked to Audrey honestly and continued, "I feel really responsible for EVERYTHING…. I mean-"

"I told you not to sweat it," she barked back with her usual flare of unpleasantness, "After all…. You were just my fuck buddy. It's not like I give a sh-"

"Shut the fuck up," Mike said bluntly and aggressively. True, this showing of power that was not normal for him, but hearing those words again from Audrey just made something inside of the blonde man… snap. He could not take it anymore. All of the excuses and all of the abuse were getting too much. He had to say something, anything to let his feelings be known.

"….I care about you, idiot! For Christ sakes, just shut up and let me have the final word for once!" Mike's voice came out as something of a frustrated roar. This overflow of emotions was so powerful that Audrey stopped in her tracks. She still held a frown, but remained silent.

Finally free to speak, Mikey exhaled with a hand on his chest. Content, he continued onward, "….I didn't give you a chance…. I know there's more to you than you let people see, Audrey Belrose. Yet, you kept pushing me away, so instead of chasing you…. I guess I just walked away…. I guess you really do care, huh?"

An obvious thought in Mike's mind. The young lady wouldn't have saved him from a violent and unprovoked thrashing by the angry boyfriend of a fan if she didn't care.

"Yeah, right, okay," Audrey spoke dismissively, "You couldn't even begin to understand me, Mike…."

Mike swung his legs over the side of the couch and sat completely upright. This way he could focus the full intensity of his gaze upon the redhead in front of him, "…..There's a gentle side to you," he started in a warm and caring tone, "You don't show it in your words, it's in your actions."

The initiative had to be taken here. It was the only way to break down walls. Therefore, Mike placed his hands upon Audrey's shoulders and gazed directly into her eyes. She shuddered under the intensity of his actions, but strangely, did not back away, "….Who made you my fucking therapist?" Her response was abrupt and a little… fearful.

"….I'm starting to fall for you, hard, but dammit, if you don't give me a chance to tell you how I feel there's no point," As Mike spoke he found himself softly shaking Audrey by her delicate shoulders. His words pleaded to be heard amidst the chaos.

"Why should I believe a damn word you say?" Audrey flipped her hair back and screeched in frustration, "All you guys are the same! You don't want me! You only want what I've got..."

The young lady shoved Mike back against the couch and lifted her skirt, her ruby eyes burned with anger. With one hand keeping the frills of her dress up, the other pointed toward the tight fitting red panties that clung sensually to her womanly assets, "This is all every fucking guy wants me for," she shouted in a violent wave of aggression, "I've never-"

….The last restraints of Mike's sanity finally snapped. With eyes ablaze, he stood from the couch and focused his gaze upon Audrey. His emerald eyes burned with an intensity far beyond his usual character. Truth be told, he had been forced to suppress his feelings for far too long, something that was not heathy for an emotional man.

"I fucking love you, you stupid bitch," Mike shouted so powerfully that his whole body shook. Even Audrey took a cautious step back, her eyes wide, and her expression visibly shaken by the sheer volume.

The redhead stood silently with shaking hands at her sides, "….You…. Nobody has ever said that to me before," her voice was tiny and shaken, as close to the verge of breaking as it could possibly get, "...Not a single person."

Finally free of all the excess anger and frustration, Mike bowed his head and gave a reserved nod, "….Well I do… and news flash," He brought his eyes upward again and smiled fondly, "….You took my virginity…. You were my first."

Mikey felt his emotions sway in the heat of such a powerful moment. He closed his eyes and lowered his head to hide his face, but such efforts did not conceal the handful of tears that pattered softly on the floor, "...I haven't slept with anyone but you," his admission was quiet and fragile, but it did not stop him being honest.

"...Why didn't you tell me?" Audrey whispered in silent reflection of the truth. "...You've never been with anybody else?"

The young man shook his head slightly, "...For God sakes... You're the first girl I've dated..."

A single girlish sob erupted from Audrey's lips and bounced across the four walls of the dingy room. She zipped forward on her slender legs and came crashing into Mike with the force of a little bulldozer. Her arms squeezed around his middle while her delicate fingers dug into his back, "You bastard," she whimpered softly, "…..I fucking hate you so much….."

"But you're still holding me," Mike said in a warm response as he drew the delicate young lady into a protective embrace.

"….Shut up," she whispered in a low voice, "…..I'm doing this because-"

"Shhh," Mike ran his fingers through Audrey's long red hair and gave a gentle sigh, "You don't have to say a word….."

To be continued….

Huniepop: Relationship Problems (Redhead - 1)
Audrey Belrose - a name so beautiful for a lady with the sharpness of thorns. Mike turned his back on her once - he wouldn't make the same mistake twice. Even if it meant his life was thrown into chaos in the process. Will his heart be strong enough to support a girl with more troubles than he ever expected?

More than that - will his wayward emotions hold out against the sensual allure of a magical fairy with the power to make his wildest dreams come true?

NOTE - Please be sure to go back and read the prologue chapters before reading the Redhead storyline. They serve as important background to each arc of the overall story.

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How about another chapter of Envy Problems? This one is for the Lillian fans! You can read it by clicking the link below:

www.fanfiction.net/s/11900656/…

Also, has anyone else seen the official reveal picture for Suki on the Huniepot website?

As always, enjoy the read and enjoy the rest of your weekend!
It took me a little while, but I managed to draw upon some good ideas and get another chapter finished. It's interesting, actually, because I already have a solid idea for the next chapter nine, but it was working on this current one that ended up a bit more difficult 

Anyway, as I said before, if you want to share some story ideas with me then you’re more than welcome. I’m happy to see my readers get involved.

Oh, and if there are any fans of Lillian around, this chapter might just be the one for you! I won't spoil anything. Read on to find out more.

 

One last thing before I go! Let's talk Horrorpop. I had a good idea for it at first, but after my inspiration slipped a little, I decided to go back to the drawing board. Soon as I can get the creativity flowing I'll do my best to work on the next chapter.

Now then. Enjoy the rest of your weekend. How about a little Oasis?

I'll place the link to Envy Problems in a seperate status update.

Take it easy everyone!

Oasis - Falling Down


It took me a little while, but I managed to draw upon some good ideas and get another chapter finished. It's interesting, actually, because I already have a solid idea for the next chapter nine, but it was working on this current one that ended up a bit more difficult 

Anyway, as I said before, if you want to share some story ideas with me then you’re more than welcome. I’m happy to see my readers get involved.

Oh, and if there are any fans of Lillian around, this chapter might just be the one for you! I won't spoil anything. Read on to find out more.

 

One last thing before I go! Let's talk Horrorpop. I had a good idea for it at first, but after my inspiration slipped a little, I decided to go back to the drawing board. Soon as I can get the creativity flowing I'll do my best to work on the next chapter.

Now then. Enjoy the rest of your weekend. How about a little Oasis?

I'll place the link to Envy Problems in a seperate status update.

Take it easy everyone!

Oasis - Falling Down


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I'm an avid writer of both fanfiction and original works. I've been writing for so long now that I can hardly remember when I started. True, I'm not artistically gifted in the slightest. However, I like to think my art is in the way I craft stories.

Over time, you may find some of my various works pop up on here.

If we're talking fanfiction I've written a lot of different things for several fandoms. I'll leave you a little list.

- Fire Emblem
- Huniepop
- Dynasty Warriors/Samurai Warriors
- Phantom of Inferno
- RWBY
- Street Fighter
- Undertale (Crossover projects)
- Sankarea
- Katawa Shoujo
- Danganronpa

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Aside literature I have quite the interest in music, art (despite the fact I'm awful at drawing) video games, and cinema. I'm also passionate about the Indie development scene and follow game industry happenings with interest.

Not to mention I have quite the interest in body art and tattooing, too.


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AsFoxger Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Hello Crystal! I'd like to thank you for watching my DA profile! I'll do my best to provide comics regularly! :)
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Cypher-DS Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2017
Hey Crystal!  Congrats on placing second in the :iconhuniepop-fan: Valentine's Day contest.  Send me a note through DeviantArt or a PM on FFN and we can discuss your story prompt prize.
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CrystalMoonlightIII Featured By Owner Mar 6, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Hello there, Cypher. Thank you! I'll be sure to send a message your way shortly. Have a good day!
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TsukiyoSpelldust Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
 La la la la :happybounce:   Welcome to DeviantArt tart! Heart Huggle! Heart 
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