New Life in Rianate 1 - Sex Stories

New Life in Rianate 1

... funniest thing to watch. The girls barely spoke, sulking around in their pajamas and hair all messy. Some of their affinities started radiating off of them. Tao walked downstairs and her hair was letting off ice fog as she walked. "Morning, Elsa," I smiled. "Don't. Unless you wanna be frozen," she yawned. Aya walked downstairs and she was tired. Surprising since she was a morning person and was always first up. Well, compared to them, I felt amazing! Sorta..... I had to go back to the library since Dallas distracted me from working last night. "Here," I handed my bowl to Tao, "you'll need it." "Thanks," she said. Tao raised her hand and the little cereal flakes froze. She just started munching away. Aya got busy in the strawberries we always had in the fridge. A girl named Hattie had an affinity for Strawberries and fruit in general. As I questioned how cool it'd be to have strawberries all the time, I ran upstairs to our dorm so I could get going. I grabbed my phone then headed to the library. It's not so easy to study in the dorm when there are 103 other girls running around and talking and being loud. On my way over, I glanced at the Life and Death courtyard then saw Bear and Bull bickering about something. They just honestly never shut up. I stepped into the library then grabbed a table secluded by tall bookshelves and illuminated by a small chandelier. I had my Body Science, Math and History textbooks—my favorite classes. History was by far the best because I didn't know ...

... my grandfather had an affinity for Music. Probably explains me. It also told me that I couldn't leave campus unless I knew the portal words. Which were in Riate. During high school I took Greek and this was just an advanced version of it. The sounds were mostly the same and putting together words was a piece of cake. 20 minutes into my studies, I heard footsteps approaching the bookshelves. The shelves were arranged in a circle with a small entry way directly ahead of me. It wasn’t that hard to guess this place could (and probably has been) be used to make out or a quickie. I laughed to myself at the thought of that. “What are you laughing for?” I looked up and saw Dallas two feet away from me. He had his bow in his left hand so he probably just came back from a courtyard or hunting. “Laughing at myself because I’m so hilarious,” I said. “Ha ha ha.” There was no emotion in his voice whatsoever. “Shut up.” “Make me. Oh, wait, I’m the one with a weapon,” Dallas smirked. “Hmm. And I’m the one with a pen,” I said, waving my pen up. “Okay. Can I sit?” I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow. “And halfass do work?” “Wrong,” he said as he sat down, “some idiot broke one of my quarrels and I’m low. I wonder who that idiot was.” “Maybe the poor squirrel you shot,” I nonchalantly said. “I wouldn’t call her a poor squirrel. More like a fejeebled Gremlin.” Dallas looked at me and I scoffed. He cracked a smile then looked at what I was working on. I noticed his eye were…. hazel? “Aren’t ...