~Silver-Rose Writes~

The Briarfeather one is really cute isn't it? I'm working on a Briarfeather centered chapter right now actually!

~Delena's Teddy~

Thanks! The ending piece (The Ivybreeze piece) was pretty cool, wasn't it? I'm glad you enjoyed it!

~Featherflight 123~

I have no idea where the inspiration for the injections came from, maybe from Cynthia's past in Fighting For Love And Hope? I don't really know :P Jacob's really a random character, I have no idea where he came from either :P

Thanks! I'm struggling with time so the chapters are getting a little sparse, hopefully, their content levels haven't dropped!

Upcoming Chapters (No Particular Order Or Time Frame)

Broken Justice

Bree's lost faith in humanity after an even that shattered her heart, she can't trust anyone anymore. However, can she finally learn to forgive the man who took her ability to walk away from her?

I Have to Reject Her? It'll Kill her! (Wild)

I Can't Do That To Her Dad REWRITE. This is the beginning of Cynthia and Leon's partnership after all of the work I've been doing inside the world. There's a new language, Cynthia's given a mark, and this chapter shows exactly how much Cynthia loves her partner.

Family Vacations, Cynthia's Worst Enemy (Wild)

Soon after Cynthia and Leon's partnership begins Leon goes on a family vacation, leaving his partner for two weeks. She would be fine right?

Boring Office Work: My Life Didn't Start The Way I Wanted, But I WILL Change the World

Cynthia's background with Ashton in Boring Office Work. Cynthia's late teenage years are easily the worst years of her life, she experiences things that even an adult shouldn't experience. However, Cynthia also learns that she's capable of anything and that somewhere in her life she could change something in the world.

How Holly? I... I Can't Do This Again...

Pretending Sequel. Cynthia and Leon are in big trouble, Hadara's parents have been under the impression that they are engaged and living together with a wedding roughly a year away. Add a past failed relationship and trust issues that Holy StarClan they have their hands full.

Cinderleaf(Wilds)

Cynthia's partner is Leon, but at the same time, she's currently head over heels for someone who has already rejected her multiple times. There's only so much a heartbroken wild can take, and this one's reaching her breaking point. Can Holly change her mind before Cynthia's wild kills her(Cynthia)?

Hadara Lost Jay? W-Where Is He?!

Last piece of the Fight Or Flight World. The mission has gone south, leaving Jay captured and Bree coming apart at the seams when she finds out that her husband is captured and could possibly be dead. After getting Cynthia and Leon back a month ago, Bree just wants her Blue-Jay back home with her and their daughter. How far will the genius capable of anything go to bring him home?

Father Listen to us!

Surrogate sequel. Hardly a month after the whole surrogate fiasco Cynthia vanishes, leaving Vandala fading fast with the absence of her musical nature magic, and Holly highly concerned for her vanished friend's health. Can the three Bramble children convince their father that Leon's better off with Cynthia before Vandala falls to pieces and Cynthia's never found again?

My Other Projects (Outside of the site)

Writing and publishing a Book called Dark Secrets (Part 1 of the Secrets Solution Series)

Writing and publishing a new version of Fighting For Love and Hope

Making a comic

Building an online store for stuff for my characters

Etc.

Okay, reading a random story at midnight produced this mess, and holy StarClan this pulls on my heartstrings! It pulls on them so badly! Anyway, here's a story to help make sure that I'm not dead on this site :P (I'm actually just working on some larger projects lately) and that I have a few upcoming chapters that I'm excited about coming out! I'm rewriting the 3rd piece of the Wilds World and it's looking really good so far! Plus I'm making a language for part of it so it takes a lot of time :P Anyways, enjoy everyone! :D

Surrogate

Cynthia - 19

Leon - 21

Holly - 20

Jay - 23

Bree - 24

Hannah - 21

Cynthia's blue eyes were partially drooping, and the young black-haired young adult seemed to be on the verge of falling asleep, but she had her eyes completely open, and she was as alert as she could get at the current moment. She didn't want to miss anything, not while she had only a few hours with the baby she had carried as a heavily weighted favor for one of the people she was closest to in the world. Even though he wasn't technically hers, the gentle-hearted young adult still felt like he was, and the looming end to her time with him was slowly squeezing her heart to pieces. The small infant squirmed in her arms, squinting up at her while softly sucking on the pacifier she was gently pressing one of her forefingers against the back of, helping the newborn with what he was struggling to do. The baby himself had golden blonde hair from his father Leon, and blue eyes from Hannah, even though Cynthia could almost argue that they were dark enough to pass off as a variation of her own darker blue eyes.

But it was a silly argument, born from the seemingly endless amount of feelings she had for the blonde who was her best friend's older brother. "You're very handsome little one," she said quietly, her voice slightly rough from not speaking besides the earlier cursing she was done while giving birth to the surrogate boy currently cuddled in her arms. "Handsome like your father," her blue gaze roamed over the baby's face, instinctively picking out features that were Leon's and silently wondering how he had mostly Leon's appearance and hardly anything from Hannah, his mother.

She didn't know what Hannah and Leon had decided to call him yet. Actually, she hadn't seen either of them since she had zoned way out earlier when she had the newborn resting on her chest squalling and letting everyone know that he was healthy and strong, and even then that was hardly more than a few moments through a window. "Leon will be proud," she mused quietly, moving her fingers away from the pacifier to ghost over his freckled cheeks and along his nose. "To have such a strong boy as his firstborn son with Hannah." Saying the phrase sent a knife stabbing at her heart, but she ignored it, she knew that Leon wasn't married to Hannah because of love.

His father had changed abruptly who Leon was going to be married to little over a year ago from herself, Cynthia Lawson, a nonroyal pureblood Vandalian to Hannah Henderson, a royal half-blood Ruxian. A decision that turned Leon's world upside down, completely smashed Cynthia's heart, and made Holly just about have a fit about it. Leon had been "courting" Cynthia for years before his father had made that decision. Sometimes Leon had serenaded her, other times he had given her a bunch of sweet gifts and trinkets that one of the inventors made special for her, and most of all he had brought her toward the world of romance which she had been completely against for years with a good reason as to why. But now Cynthia was forced to forget the tender moments throughout their teenage years and force herself to pretend that she thought of him nothing besides a friend. And it hurt even more now than ever. Nine months ago she had agreed to be a surrogate for their first born child since they needed to have the baby soon and Hannah wasn't having any luck with it. And so Cynthia, partially blinded with a want to help Leon settle into the reality they were now living in, had agreed right away.

Cynthia sniffled and rubbed her nose slightly with a loose fist, feeling like she was going to cry yet refusing to. "I wonder what they're going to name you," she mused softly to the baby, trying to push her mind away from the past and toward the present. "Something strong and worthy of your handsome little face," she smiled slightly and softly bobbed the newborn on the nose, making him sneeze in the process. "Or maybe something more soft-hearted and teddybear-like?" Her fingertips gently stroked the baby's soft golden, and slightly damp, locks. He had a lot of hair for a newborn baby, something that really reminded her of Leon and his semi-long messy golden blonde hair. Which was something she still wondered about sometimes, if it was still as soft as she remembered, or if it had grown rougher like the occasional stubble he had used to have early morning and late at night back when they were 'together' and courting.

"Are you calling my new son a teddy bear?" Leon's voice startled Cynthia, she hadn't heard the door open to reveal the blonde and his wife.

Cynthia couldn't help but look at him for longer than necessary, her mind instinctively linking the surrogate child in her arms as hers and Leon's something that made her heart ache even more. However, she quickly controlled her expression to lose to the soft longing filled one she had adopted for a few seconds and responded to his teasing. "Why yes I did," she shrugged as they approached her and the baby, "he seems to be on the sweeter side if you ask me."

"Ah, well I'll trust your judgment since you're the only one who's been around him for less than an hour," Leon teased as he leaned over to the edge of the bed to pull down the edge of the baby's blanket so that he could see his face better. Leon's face melted into a loving fatherly one, "he's beautiful Hannah," he told his wife with a smile, pretending not to notice the way that Cynthia swallowed hard at the sentence and squeezed her eyes closed for a brief moment. "Absolutely perfect." He looked at Cynthia, noticing the pain buried deep in her blue eyes at the whole situation. "Thank you so much, Cynthia," he thanked her sincerely, "we couldn't have done this without your help."

"No problem!" Cynthia's voice was shaking slightly now, and she lifted the baby toward Hannah who had an expression like she wasn't sure what to do. "Do you want to hold your son Hannah? I'm sure everyone will want to meet him."

"I thought you were going to come with us," Hannah admitted softly, "you did all the work after all."

Cynthia shook her head, feeling tears nipping at the corners of her eyes now, "nah, my legs are super shaky anyway, I haven't really recovered my energy yet. I do request that I get to have him for just a little more when you get back." Her voice wavered and trembled, "it, it's hard giving him up after carrying him and caring for him so long."

Hannah nodded and carefully took the baby from her before glancing at her husband, "I'll take him out to meet everyone, you talk to Cynthia for a little while." She looked over at Cynthia and smiled gently at her, "Thank you, Cynthia, I can't repay you."

Cynthia forced a bright smile, "I'm glad to help," she replied, "it's my pleasure to help you guys."

Leon waited till Hannah left before he pulled over a visitors chair and sat in it, resting his chin on his hands with his elbows resting on the hospital bed. He watched her, amber eyes looking softly at her as she sniffled and rubbed vainly at her eyes, struggling to keep from crying and getting completely emotional on him.

Eventually, Cynthia broke the silence, letting her hands drop into her half sitting up lap and giving a small hiccup. "I… I want him to be ours," she whispered softly into the air, looking at him through red-rimmed and tear-stained blue eyes, "you have no idea how much I want him to be ours, Leon."

"I know," Leon said simply before expanding on his response, "I remember what you said to me when you were halfway through the pregnancy, Cynthia."

Cynthia winced, feeling like he had just pushed the existing knife deeper into her heart at the mention of her slip up when carrying the baby. "I didn't mean to say that," she mumbled, feeling like she was going to cry again. Cursed after pregnancy hormones, it totally screwed with her mood and emotions. "I hadn't wanted to make you uncomfortable."

Leon sighed and rested his cheek on his hands instead of his chin, "you didn't make me uncomfortable, and Hannah was already warned that you may get a little emotional over what we used to have together."

Cynthia laughed dryly, "a little? Anytime you weren't around I was pretty much alternating between crying, feeling like my heart was breaking over and over again, and wishing that I could go back in time and say no."

Leon's eyebrows furrowed, "say no?" He already assumed what she was going to say but he wanted to make sure.

Cynthia swallowed hard, "I don't regret being able to help you," she reassured him, "but I still wished that I had said no, simply out of self-preservation." She breathed a shuddery breath, "doing this is like living a nightmare. I was pregnant, carrying you and Hannah's son for Hannah when I wanted to be the mother instead." Her voice was thick with emotion, "it was like you telling me after three years of being courted by you, being in a long-term relationship with you, and falling in love with you, that you weren't going to ever propose to me all over again. I had to watch and live through carrying your child but knowing that I wasn't the mother."

"It's hard for me too you know," Leon said quietly, "I still don't love Hannah like I loved you," he hastened to finish as she breathed a shuddery breath at the past tense and struggled not to cry, "and I had to watch the woman I still love force herself to pretend that she wasn't falling apart at the seams because she still loves me and yet she agreed to be a surrogate for me and my wife because she still loves me." He looked softly at her, "I know how badly this hurt you Cyn."

Cynthia started crying at hearing the nickname that she hadn't heard in over a year and ducked her head, biting her tongue to stop the crying as she heard the door open once again.

"Leon we have to leave," Hannah's voice was brisk and slightly worried as she entered the room once again, "I'm sorry Cynthia, but we have to take Lionel with us, Brad's calling us, he wants us in Ruxburg as soon as possible."

Cynthia felt like someone had just completely torn her already wounded heart out and stepped on it. They were brutally taking her away from the newborn she had carried for nine months. Hannah was taking him away without letting her hold the boy that she felt a deep mother's love connection with for the full two hours after the birth she was promised before the whole thing started. They were severing that connection with her, completely. Cynthia's expression crumpled and she completely hung her head, feeling deadened and grieving almost. After everything she had done they weren't going to let her completely give away the baby when she felt ready, they were yanking him away from her. She stayed there, her head hanging, hands in her lap, partially hunched forward.

Leon's expression turned concerned, "Cynthia?" He stood up and reached over to touch her shoulder, "hey, we don't have to leave before you get your time-"

"Leon Brad says we have to go now," Hannah said with worry in her tone, "he's practically demanding us to come."

"We can't just leave," Leon shot back, amber eyes flashing, "Hannah Cynthia gave birth to Lionel! Yes he's our son but she deserves to be able to say goodbye to the baby she brought into the world and the baby that she has carried for nine months!"

"I know," Hannah responded, looking anxious, "but this is Brad! He's not going to be happy if we're late!"

Holly came into the room on the phone and frowning, "dad, Cynthia needs time, it's not fair… what if you lost one of us?! That's what it's like for her right now!" She looked stressed as well, their father was a very demanding person at times. "I don't care that you want to see the new baby! Cynthia deserves the amount of time she was promised to have with the baby before she doesn't get to see him again seeing how you keep Leon from Vandala!"

Cynthia didn't respond, mentally curling up into a ball and shielding herself from the rest of the world.

Leon glanced at Cynthia again, amber eyes distressed and worried about her, "Cynthia, I have to go, are you okay?"

No response from the surrogate mother.

Holly growled and angrily ended the call before looking at her best friend with softening and worried green eyes, "Leon, she's already grieving for her loss," she said softly and approached her friend, sitting up on the bed next to her and gathering the younger woman into her arms. "She can't hear you anymore." She gently rocked from side to side, trying to make Cynthia feel better about being abruptly torn from the baby she had given birth to and carried for more than half a year.

Leon frowned, "okay, "let's go Hannah," he said gruffly and as Hannah left he gently pressed a small kiss on the top of Cynthia's head, gently pressed a small object into her left hand and spoke softly, hoping she would at least hear that particular sentence, "I wish Lionel was ours as well My Sunshine, I wish every day that you were at my side instead of her, Cyn." He then followed Hannah, regaining an impassive and uncaring appearance.