#Alissa Everett

[dozydawn]

“Female Congolese soldier.”

Photographed by Alissa Everett, 2011.

#alissa everett #children #congo #drc

[federer7]

We Carried Our Work, Kigeme, Rwanda, 2012

Photo: Alissa Everett

#Alissa Everett #rwanda #kigeme #2012

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Claimed by the Beast - Chapter 44

*Warning Adult Content*

Before The Storm

As the credits of an unremembered movie scroll across the TV screen, Knox awakens to the sound of music... a ringtone, maybe? playing.

Everett's head rests comfortably against Knox's chest, their breaths no longer in sync as Knox's eyes flutter open, his senses sharpening when he spots Everett's cell phone ringing and vibrating on the nightstand.

A frown creases his brow as he carefully reaches for the phone and reads the name on the screen.

Michael.

Who the fuck is Michael?

And why the fuck does Michael have a purple heart emoji beside his name?

A flash of jealousy explodes within Knox as he starts to imagine all the different ways to make a man's murder look like an accident.

Then rationality kicks in to remind him that Michael is the name of one of Everett's best friends.

Knox chuckles quietly to himself as the call ends, his jealousy and anger fading with it. 

"Whose phone is going off?" Everett's voice is groggy and muffled against Knox's chest as he stirs awake.

"Yours. It was Michael."

Knox hands over the phone, suppressing the residual twinge of jealousy that dares to linger.

"That's your friend, right? Or is there another Michael that I need to be made aware of?"

Everett laughs and sits up to stretch.

"I only know one Michael and yes he's my best friend, so tell your beast to relax. I told Michael and Alissa that I was coming back into town for a bit, so they probably want to hang out before I leave again."

"Don't let me stop you," Knox says, though the most selfish and needy part of him screamed to do exactly that... keep Everett all to himself.

"I know they're probably fed up with not having seen you in so long."

"Seriously... Who even are you anymore?"

Everett's brows lift in surprise.

"You'd really let me go out alone with them?"

"Why not? You deserve a break from all the bullshit we've been in."

"Yeah, you keep saying that..." Everett pauses, considering.

Knox's usual overprotectiveness has been notably absent these last two weeks, making Everett question if the man's soul really did get swapped with someone else's as Keith fought to keep him alive.

Every other confession and encouraging word that comes out of Knox's mouth has Everett wanting to scream 'Snap out of it' and 'Please, keep this new version of yourself.' 

"They live just a few blocks away from here, right? I can send my guys home and keep watch for the day."

Knox's tone is nonchalant but his gaze is intense in a way that feels comforting rather than intimidating.

"Thanks for offering but I can't and won't have you do that."

Everett kisses his shoulder, smiling warmly.

"I can hang out with them tomorrow and... if you want, you can join us. No pressure. Do you think we can stick around town for another day?"

Knox's response is immediate.

"Whatever you want, kitten."

"Whatever, huh?"

Everett's grin is a combination of affection and mischief as he leans down, his lips grazing Knox's.

"I like it when you give me what I want."

The moment shifts.

Knox's hands reach out to pull Everett on top of him, his voice a low rumble filled with a playful challenge.

"And what is it that you want right now?"

"I think you already know exactly..." Everett's sentence is interrupted by a loud crack of thunder.

"Shit, that sounded a little too close for comfort. Did you know it was going to rain today?"

Knox shakes his head.

"Sky was clear when we left home. Didn't have a reason to check the weather."

"This sucks," Everett pouts.

"I don't like driving in the rain." 

Knox laughs.

"But I'm the one driving."

"To be honest, I'd rather just sleep here tonight."

"Me too. I'm sure Dad won't mind but I'll ask him anyway if we can stay here for the night."

He plants a quick kiss on Knox's lips and hops off the bed, calling over his shoulder.

"Be right back..." the words are absorbed by the patter of rain as he goes upstairs.

In the living room, Everett finds his father fast asleep in his favorite chair, the TV casting flickering shadows around the room.

Everett's lips curve into a smile at the sight.

He tiptoes over and grabs the remote out of his father's hand, clicking off the TV.

Leaning down, he gently shakes his father awake.

"Time for bed, old man."

Gary's eyes open with a hint of disorientation before focusing on Everett.

"Damn, I guess that steak really hit the spot and knocked me right out," he chuckles, his voice rough with sleep.

"What'd I miss?"

"Nothing. You're up just in time for a storm," Everett says.

"Knox and I just woke up from a nap, too."

"Oh. Are you two getting ready to head out?" Gary asks, slowly pulling himself into a more upright position.

Another thunderclap splits the air, rain now pelting against the windows.

"It's really coming down out there," Gary adds.

"I don't remember it calling for storms today."

"Mother Nature does what she wants," Everett laughs.

"I don't want Knox driving in this mess, so I was going to ask you if we could stay the night here."

"Remember when I used to tell you that there is no such thing as a stupid question?" Gary asks.

Everett nods.

"I take it back. That was a very stupid question, son. Of course, you two can stay here."

"Thanks, Dad."

They move together, Gary pushing himself up from the chair with a groan of effort.

As they walk towards the hallway, Gary's voice lowers, a more serious note creeping in.

"I really do like Knox," he says, and Everett senses the 'but' before it's even spoken.

"But?" Everett prompts.

"But..." Gary pauses, turning to face Everett.

"There's a darkness about him. Something there beneath the surface that I can't quite put my finger on. Doesn't mean I don't trust him to take care of you or treat you right..."

He shakes his head as if trying to dispel the concern.

"I'm sorry if I sound a little loopy but that's how I feel."

"It's okay. I appreciate the honesty."

"I love you no matter the decisions you make in life and no matter who it is that you choose to give your heart to. But... what I never want to see is my son getting dragged down by someone else's bullshit."

"AKA, in this scenario, Knox's darkness."

"Yes." 

Everett's stomach twists in knots, the same fears he harbors reflecting in his father's words.

More than once, he's seen episodes of Knox's darkness in action.

It's frightening, quite literally murderous.

Everett is certain he's lost a little bit of his sanity along the way because even now as his father turns the spotlight on Knox, he chooses to push all negative thoughts away and lock them up tight behind a faux smile.

"How do you know Knox is going through something?"

"Call is a father's intuition," Gary jokes.

"Is that a thing? I think it might be a thing."

As the storm intensifies outside, his thoughts swirling with new fears and desires, Everett wishes his father a goodnight and then makes his way back down the hall.

He double-checks that the front door is locked before heading back downstairs.

Everett forces himself to focus only on the present, on the fact that Knox is here with him now.

That was all that mattered tonight.

But as he stepped into his room, his heart stuttered... Knox wasn't there.

"Knox?" he calls out, a trace of worry bleeding through in hopes that there wasn't another random emergency which required his presence.

"Where'd you go?"

"Nowhere."

Knox steps out of Everett's bathroom clad only in his underwear.

The sight sends more than one current of heat through Everett, setting off a hunger that thrums violently beneath his skin.

"When..." Everett swallows hard, his brain not catching up quick enough for his mouth to get the right words out.

"Why are you naked?"

"Out of respect for your father, I'm not naked."

From his smirk to his rippled abs, Knox was pure sin walking, and he damn well knew it.

"You see I have underwear on."

"You know what I fucking meant."

Stepping closer, Everett sheds his shirt and jeans.

His gaze is playful, eyes teasing.

"Why are you almost naked?"

"Because I was 99.9% sure your father wasn't going to kick us out in the rain," Knox chuckles.

He climbs into bed and pats the empty spot next to him.

"I figured I'd get ready for bed. Sorry for not waiting for you."

Accepting the response, Everett flips off the light switch, flooding the room with moonlight.

He takes his time climbing into bed, admiring Knox's features, their limbs interlocking like perfect puzzle pieces.

"I'm not sleepy anymore. Want to watch another movie?" Everett asks but they both know that's the farthest thing on his mind right now.

To hell with TV.

"Not really..."

"So what do you want to do?"

"Rhetorical question, isn't it?"

Knox's fingers gently untangle the curls at the nape of Everett's neck, a touch that belied the power in his hands.

"You already know exactly what I want to do," he murmurs, his deep voice sending shivers down Everett's spine.

"Humor me."

Everett lets one hand trail down Knox's taut abdomen, lower and lower, until it ventures beneath the elastic of his underwear.

"What exactly do you want to do? Go to sleep?"

In answer, Knox shifts their positions so that he's hovering above Everett.

His muscles ripple with controlled strength that matches the growing intensity in Everett's pretty brown eyes, the latter's breath catching in his throat as he makes a failed attempt to speak again.

"Fucking you to sleep is more along the lines of what I was thinking," Knox smirks.

He purposefully grinds his hips down, pulling a moan from the boy.

"That's what you want, too. You need my cock as badly as I need to be inside you... don't you, kitten?"

"Yes."

Everett's heart races with anticipation, desire pooling low in his belly as his body aches for more of Knox's touch.

"Lube is in the nightstand. Hurry."

"Careful. Don't rush me," Knox warns with another thrust of his hips.

"You'll get my cock when I give it to you. Understood?"

Too horny to combat him, Everett merely nods.

"Please..."

"That's better," Knox says.

"I like it when you beg."

[karinesauzedde]

Alissa Everett (American) Girl with the Red Veil, Beira, Mozambique, 2019 © Alissa Everett #africa #african #Mozambique #red #veil #girl #kid #kidsofinstagram #kidsphotography #child #colorphotography #portrait #portraitphotography #portraitmood #portraiture #field #wheat #wheatfield #poetic #poetry #wind #windy #visualart #visualartist #contemporaryphotography @alissaeverett https://www.instagram.com/p/CfrXGHPstc5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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#alissa violet premades #alissa violet #premades by melzey everett #underdog sources #rpmades

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My Original 100 Baby Challenge

started 4/3/16, finished 2/8/20

Generation 1: Alix Grace

Flirty, Great Kisser, Irresistible, Hopeless Romantic, Nurturing

1. Efren Grace 🚹- Tucker Fernandez

Excitable, Light Sleeper, Genius, Proper, Unlucky

2. Emmaline Grace 🚺- Pawel Gallardo

Good, Clumsy, Animal Lover, Hopeless Romantic, Easily Impressed

3. Gabriella Grace 🚺 - Pawel Gallardo

Loves the Outdoors, Disciplined, Supernatural Fan, Loves To Swim, Born Saleswoman

4. Naomi Grace 🚺 - Doug Rodel

Brave, Artistic, Good Sense of Humor, Computer Whiz, Friendly

5. Lucas Grace 🚹 - Doug Rodel

Disciplined, Clumsy, Perceptive, Cat Person, Unlucky

6. Thalia Grace 🚺 🐾- Alfonso Alto

Adventurous, Perceptive, Perfectionist, Family-Oriented

7. Aurora Grace 🚺- Alfonso Alto

Adventurous, Friendly, Lucky, Cat Person

8. Farrah Grace 🚺 - Joel Vidal

Eccentric, Friendly, Party Animal, Handy, Family-Oriented

9. Victoria Grace 🚺 ✨ - Joel Vidal

Loves the Outdoors, Excitable, Computer Whiz, Disciplined, Absent-Minded

10. Logan Grace 🚹 - Joel Vidal

Absent-Minded, Easily Impressed, Inappropriate, Neurotic, Brave

11. Sophia Grace 🚺 - Sean Vidal

Loves the Outdoors, Good, Rebellious, Genius, Adventurous

12. Aster Grace 🚹 - Sean Vidal

Couch Potato, Genius, Over-Emotional, Irresistible, Artistic

Generation 2: Sophia Grace

13. Natalia Grace 🚺- Robin Banks

Good, Brave, Frugal, Hot Headed, diva

14. Anastasia Grace 🚺 - Robin Banks

Brave, Heavy Sleeper, Mooch, diva,

15. Evanna Grace 🚺 - Matteo Torres

Adventurous, Brave, Vegetarian, Eco-Friendly

16. Sebastian Grace 🚹🌺 - Matteo Torres

Adventurous, Heavy Sleeper, Rebellious

17. Stella Grace 🚺🐠 - Isaac Ponder

Loves the Outdoors, Friendly, rebellious, neurotic, perfectionist

18. Marina Grace🚺🐠 - Isaac Ponder

Loner, Clumsy, dog person, mean spirited

❌ Death of Emmaline Grace

❌ Death of Efren Grace

❌ Death of Naomi Grace

19. Cassandra Grace 🚺🧛🏻‍♀️ - Abram London

Loves the Outdoors, Evil, shy, perceptive, dramatic

20. Amelia Grace 🚺 - Abram London

Loves the outdoors, genius, dog person, inappropriate, loner

❌ Death of Gabriella Grace

21. Angelica Grace 🚺🌺 - Teodor Medina

Good, absent minded, loves the outdoors, savvy sculptor, mean spirited

22. Eliza Grace 🚺🌺 - Teodor Medina

Genius, Athletic, absent-minded, disciplined, shy

❌ Death of Lucas Grace

23. Rowan Grace 🚹 - Lenny Shutter

Loves the Heat, Eccentric, perfectionist, inappropriate, athletic

24. Oliver Grace 🚹 - Richie Striker

Evil, Friendly, diva, photographers eye, heavy sleeper

Generation 3: Eliza Grace

25.  Dakota Grace 🚹 - Alexy Fresco

Good, Loner, Hopeless Romantic,

26. Jade Grace 🚺 - Alexy Fresco

Brave, Loves the Outdoors

(Alexy Fresco died as Eliza was bringing the twins home)

27. Evan Grace 🚹 - Jupiter Belle

Hydrophobic, Loves the Heat

28. Austin Grace 🚹 - Harry Marks

Loves the Outdoors, Clumsy

29. Rosaline Grace 🚺- Daniel Laurence

Virtuoso, Loves the Outdoors

30. Brendon Grace 🚹- Daniel Laurence

Evil, Loves the Cold

31. Brooklyn Grace 🚺 - Dominique Kennedy

Adventurous, Good, Daredevil, Photographers Eye

32. Sage Grace🚹 - Dominique Kennedy

Adventurous, Loner, Loves the Cold, Nurturing

33. Alexander Grace 🚹 - Damian Braswell

Adventurous, Light Sleeper, Loser

34. Zinnia Grace 🚺 - Shea Quinones

Loves To Swim, Excitable, Perceptive

35. Carter Grace 🚹 - Shea Quinones

Excitable, Easily Impressed, Dog Person

35.1. Riley Grace 🚺💤 - IF

Daredevil, Never Nude, Friendly

35.2. Storm Grace 🚺💤 - IF

Daredevil, Inappropriate, Equestrian

35.3. Ruby Grace 🚹💤 - IF

Absent-minded, Brooding, Night Owl, Diva

Generation 4: Zinnia Grace

36. Collin Grace 🚹 - Goodwin Goode

Absent minded, hates the outdoors, unflirty, frugal

37. Mary Rose Grace🚺 - Goodwin Goode

Good, eccentric

38. Hunter Grace 🚹 - Goodwin Goode

Athletic, artistic

39. Matthew Grace 🚹 - Justin Kayes

Heavy sleeper, disciplined

40. Alissa Grace 🚺 -  Dennis Racket

Loner, Light sleeper, frugal, friendly, ambitious

41. Nora Grace 🚺 - Dennis Racket

Grumpy, couch potato, avant garde, friendly, inappropriate

42. Elizabeth Grace 🚺- Dennis Racket

Disciplined, eccentric, party animal, workaholic, neurotic

43. Arthur Grace 🚹 - Shamus Drudge

Couch potato, clumsy, good sense of humor, vegetarian

Vanessa Grace 🚺 - Marc Brandt

Excitable, virtuoso, loves the cold, childish, savvy sculptor

Daniel Grace 🚹 - Marc Brandt

Brave, genius, rebellious, shy, hopeless romantic

Jackson Grace 🚹 - Marc Brandt

Heavy sleeper, artistic, over emotional, excitable, commitment issues

46.5. Dawson Grace 🚹💤- IF

Loved the outdoors, party animal, perceptive, computer whiz

Leah Grace 🚺- Rickie Godwin

Athletic, loves the cold, animal lover, inappropriate

Carson Grace 🚹- Rickie Godwin

Clumsy, athletic, cat person, shy

Christopher Grace 🚹✨- Griffin Alto

Good, easily impressed, athletic, loser

Tyler Grace 🚹🐾- Gilberto Gonzalo

Friendly, heavy sleeper, adventurous

50.1. Bree Grace 🚺💤 - IF

Hates the outdoors; grumpy, ambitious, kleptomaniac

50.2. Adam Grace 🚹💤- IF

Night owl, perfectionist, kleptomaniac, mooch

Generation 5: Leah Grace

Charlie Grace 🚹 - Richter Steele

Neurotic, Friendly

Hannah Grace 🚺 - Javed Meir

Friendly, virtuoso

Thomas Grace 🚹 - Javed Meir

Easily impressed, insane

Rachel Grace 🚺- Jamar Whitfield

Excitable, Virtuoso

Trevor Grace 🚹🌺- Jamar Whitfield

Loves the cold, artistic  

Cameron Grace🚹 - Girbits Worthington

Athletic, insane

Artemis Grace 🚺🐾- Seth Monroe

Disciplined, excitable

Athena Grace🚺🐾 - Seth Monroe

Brave, grumpy

Ryann Grace 🚺✨- Willard Wright

Excitable, athletic

Max Grace 🚺 - Willard Wright

Excitable, athletic

Savannah Grace 🚺 - Rich Richmond

Loves the outdoors, good, brave, irresistible, couch potato

Dustin Grace 🚹✨- Rich Richmond

Evil, excitable

Generation 6: Savannah Grace

Anne Grace 🚺 - Cecil Walker

Hates the outdoors, evil, mean spirited

Yasmin Grace 🚺- Ronald Clifton

Hydrophobic, insane

Sadie Grace 🚺- Gendry Cabrera

Heavy sleeper, loves the outdoors

Teren Grace 🚹- Gendry Cabrera

Disciplined, loves the heat

Reid Grace 🚹- Gendry Cabrera

Light sleeper, hates the outdoors

Abby Grace 🚺 - Gendry Cabrera

Virtuoso, light sleeper

8/8/18 Save file was corrupted, RIP

Generation 6.5: Flashpoint - Savannah Grace 2.0

Naya Grace 🚺- Hates the outdoors, disciplined, mooch, bookworm, absent minded

Quinn Grace 🚹 - eccentric, insane, neat, adventurous, schmoozer

Renee Grace 🚺 - Chester Swain

Brave, Grumpy, diva, heavy sleeper, vegetarian

Liam Grace 🚹 - Pip Goodfellow

Heavy sleeper, virtuoso, loves the heat, technophobe, bookworm

Aria Grace 🚺 - Pip Goodfellow

Clumsy, brave, neurotic, perfectionist, dislikes children

Nico Grace 🚹🧛🏻‍♂️ - Tristan Van Gould

Photographers eye, irresistible, great kisser, loner, ambitious, evil

Bianca Grace 🚺 - Tristan Van Gould

Virtuoso, party animal, clumsy, slob, disciplined

Shane Grace 🚹 - Jules MacDuff

Absent minded, light sleeper, athletic, excitable, party animal

Stacy Grace 🚺 - Jeff Laughlin

Artistic, heavy sleeper, easily impressed, technophobe

Jane Grace 🚺 - Jeff Laughlin

Loves the outdoors, eccentric, daredevil, great kisser, can’t stand art

Iris Grace 🚺 - Alfred Hoppcraft

Loner, heavy sleeper, angler, excitable

Vincent Grace 🚹 - Alfred Hoppcraft

Heavy sleeper, genius, slob, childish, Star quality

Adrien Grace 🚹 - David Pok

Athletic, artistic, inappropriate, disciplined, vehicle enthusiast

Generation 7: Iris Grace

Lillie Grace 🚺🌺 - Cassian Stronghold

Virtuoso, loves the outdoors, ambitious, family-oriented

Lacey Grace 🚺 🌺- Everett Lark

Good, heavy sleeper, ambitious, slob, family oriented

Laurie Grace 🚺 - Tom Yates

Excitable, light sleeper, lucky, loser, great kisser

Lucy Grace 🚺- Craig Covington

Slob, disciplined, virtuoso, diva, excitable

Layla Grace 🚺- Craig Covington

Insane, easily impressed, light sleeper, coward

Luna Grace 🚺🌺- Craig Covington

Clumsy, Loves the cold, loser, over-emotional, neurotic

Lydia Grace 🚺 🌺- Lewis Layton

Brave, loves the outdoors, avant-garde, slob

(Hidden Mascot skill, what?)

Levi Grace 🚹 🌺- Lewis Layton

Loner, hates the outdoors, grumpy, snob

Leo Grace 🚹🧛🏻‍♀️- Ayden Van Gould

Loves the cold, artistic, star quality, light sleeper, computer whiz

(Ayden died RIGHT AFTER she got pregnant)

Generation 8: Lydia Grace

Justin Grace 🚹 - Victor Sharpe

Genius, loves the heat, evil  (Bieber)

Nicholas Grace 🚹- Victor Sharpe

Loves the outdoors, neurotic, perfectionist  (Jonas)

(Are these my first twin boys of the challenge?)

Scarlett Grace🚺 - Rafael Striker

Friendly, absent minded (Johansson)

Marcus Grace 🚹 - Rafael Striker

Genius, loner (Ruffalo)

Timothy Grace 🚹 - Michael Sleep

Brave, Athletic (eé Chalamet)

Julie Grace 🚺 - Victor Sharpe

Excitable, Easily Impressed (Andrews)

Peyton Grace 🚺 - Victor Sharpe

Good, loves the outdoors (Elizabeth Lee)

Jordan Grace 🚹 - Ritchie Striker

Grumpy, light sleeper (Fischer)

Keenan Grace 🚹 - Barry Tenderlove

Good, light sleeper, mean spirited (Thompson?)

100! Carrie Grace 🚺 - Antwon Bigelow

Loner, couch potato (Fischer)

Daisy Grace 🚺 - Antwon Bigelow

Clumsy, disciplined (Ridley)

Finished 2/8/20

Aurora was the only child to die (as a young adult, in a fire, resurrected with ambrosia)

Got married:

Alix

Aurora

Aster

Hannah

Favorites:

Victoria (Gen 1)

Aster (Gen 1)

Cassandra (Gen 2)

Alexander (Gen 2)

Zinnia (Gen 2)

For some reason it’s weird to me that Z and Cass are sisters

Christopher (Gen 3)

Hannah (Gen 4)

Nico (Gen 6)

#original challenge

[prowlnation]

Fischbach - 20 - Alissa Violet

For Raegan Fischbach. Raina is the little sister of Rae who took to the lavish lifestyle of having money much more naturally than her big sister. Raina has always been a little entitled and a lot spoiled. She has always gotten everything that she wanted, including Raegan's boyfriend. Her and the boyfriend (who I called Ethan in her app) could still be together it is up to you. My main thought with requesting Raina is that she will be back in Rae's life for the sole purpose of making her life hell, even going as far as trying to steal Everett. I just want a bratty sister that wants everything that Rae has, please give that to me, haha. I have her pb as Alissa Violet, but you can change it as long as she’s blond. I am also open to her name changing if you want!  

Also side note these girls are also the daughters of Aviana Ainsworth, so they are tied to the dynasty family that is currently cropping up on the site. There is plenty of room for drama and plenty of room for Raina to cause trouble in that family as well.

Wanted on Prowl by Poe

#wantedcharacter #wanted #femalewanted #supernaturalcharacter #fantasycharacter #supernaturalrpg #fantasyrpg #jcinkpremium #jcinkrpg

[federer7]

Noora Studies, Herat, Afghanistan, 2013

Photo: Alissa Everett

#Alissa Everett #Noora #herat #afghanistan #2013

[casspurrjoybell-27]

Claimed by the Beast - Chapter 21b

*Warning Adult Content*

The Motel Room - Part 2

- Everett -

"Everett. We got company out here," Alissa calls out.

Everett's heart plummets through the floor as he bursts out of the bathroom assuming the worst.

He stops by Alissa and Michael to peek through the blinds on the window.

His tears fall as a mixture of relief and nervousness floods throughout his body upon seeing Knox dismount his bike to run into the motel lobby, presumably to find out what room Everett is staying in.

"So, uh..." Alissa starts. "What are we going to do about him?"

"He's here for you," Michael adds, looking at Everett. "You should go out there before he ends up destroying this place because we already know he isn't leaving until he finds you."

Everett nods, his palms sweaty as he unlocks the door and stumbles out of the room.

He makes it halfway to the motel entrance when the owner goes flying out of the double doors, his face battered and nose bleeding everywhere as he scrambles to scoot away from his manic attacker.

Knox follows after the owner with purposeful steps, his black boots thudding heavily against the pavement.

His hair is tied up in its usual messy bun but a few strands have come loose to frame his chiseled jawline.

He's dressed in an all black attire and is wearing his cut, which is decked out in various patches that proudly displays his allegiance to The Fallen Angels MC.

The denim fabric is frayed around the armholes and has since faded in color, a clear sign of wear and tear from years of use and abuse.

Knox's broad shoulders and muscular arms fill it out perfectly, adding to his intimidating appearance while his piercing grey eyes track the panicked motel owner's every move.

"Please, stop..." the man begs. "I don't want to die."

"I don't give a shit about what you want." Knox cracks his bruised knuckles while carrying a hard and unyielding look in his eyes. "This ends when you tell me what I want to know."

"I can't. I mean... I don't know anything..."

"Liar," Knox screams and shouts words in a blind rage that Everett can barely string together as he stands back frozen in shock.

"Did you miss the part where I said this was a fucking emergency?" Knox towers over the man with his impressive height and build, then he bends down and grabs the man by the collar of his shirt.

Knox cocks back his free hand to deliver another crushing blow to the man's discolored face.

"WHAT." And another... "ROOM." And another... "IS." And another... "HE." And another... "IN."

Knox stops abruptly and pulls out his gun, shoving it deep into the man's mouth.

"Answer me before I kill you, motherfucker..."

When Knox switches the safety off, the man gags and pisses himself.

"Stop. I'm right here." Everett exclaims, holding out his hands in a silent, desperate plea for Knox to come to him.

"I'm right here..."

Knox looks up and meets Everett's gaze, then he blinks and shakes his head as if he's trying to wake up from a dream.

When it hits him that this is reality, he stands and puts his gun away before rushing toward Everett, pulling him into a tight embrace while Everett sobs multiple apologies against his chest.

"I'm not upset," Knox whispers, burying his face in the crook of Everett's neck and inhaling his sweet scent. "I promise I'm not upset. Just glad to see you're alright, kitten. Was worried sick about you."

"I'm so sorry," Everett cries, his hands clutching Knox's waist. "I was such a fucking idiot and I shouldn't have run off like that. I shouldn't have let my anger get the best of me but I needed to get away from Finn or else I..."

Knox flinches at hearing Finn's name, prompting Everett to pull back and provide an explanation.

"He didn't do anything, so please don't hurt him. We just had a little argument during breakfast and..."

"I'll make him apologize later," Knox interrupts. "This place isn't safe. We need to get the hell out of here right now."

Knox grabs Everett by the hand but he doesn't budge.

"What is it?"

"My friends are here."

Everett points at his room.

"I can't leave them."

Knox curses under his breath and pulls out his cell phone.

He types a quick message out to someone and then slips it back into his pocket.

"My brothers are already halfway here. Your friends will be fine. Now let's go."

Knox once again tries to walk back to his bike but Everett refuses to follow.

"Everett," Knox warns. "We don't have time for this."

"I'm staying until your brothers get here."

Everett drops Knox's hand and crosses his trembling arms over his chest, a failed attempt at trying to look strong while standing his ground.

"My friends wouldn't even be here if it weren't for me, so I'm not leaving them. Please don't make me."

"I'm not Finn," Knox says.

"What?" Everett asks, confused.

"I'm not going to stand here and argue with your stubborn ass. I said we're leaving, so we're fucking leaving."

Knox shifts forward to physically move Everett but he's stopped by the faint sound of motorcycles rumbling in the distance.

"Shit. We're too late," he growls, pulling the gun back out from his waistband while ushering Everett into his room.

Knox looks back and notices the motel owner is nowhere to be found.

"That sneaky fucker..."

Everett doesn't waste time asking questions.

He obediently follows Knox's new orders to lie down on the ground and keep his mouth shut after they enter the motel room.

Knox quickly locks the door behind them and pulls his cell phone out to make a call.

He talks fast but his tone remains even while the sound of motorcycles outside grows louder and louder.

"It's happening."

Knox stands by the window and peeks through the blinds.

"Seven of them just pulled into the parking lot but more could be on the way."

He pauses when the other person speaks.

"No, I don't see the redheaded bastard anywhere but I think him and the motel owner are..."

Bullets ring out, ending the call and forcing Knox to fall to the ground.

He crawls to Everett and shields the boy with his body as The Jackals light up the place.

For a while, it feels like the gunfire will never end and Everett can't help but wonder if they'll make it out alive.

He closes his eyes and curls into Knox, hoping the madness will end soon.

It doesn't.

The sound of bullets buzzing through the air intensifies when The Fallen Angels arrive minutes later.

The walls of the motel room seem to shake or it could just be Everett's imagination and what little remains of the window shatters and sends pieces of glass flying all over Everett and his friends.

Knox shouts over the noise, repeating himself from earlier as he tells everyone to stay down and not move.

An eternity passes before the noise quiets outside.

"Knox," Gavin eventually calls out. "It's all clear. Where you at, brother?"

"Room 613. Be out in a minute."

Knox stands to help Everett and his friends up, his calloused hands surprisingly gentle as he hangs back to assess Everett for injuries.

"You still with me, kitten? Are you alright?" Knox speaks softly, carefully running his fingers over Everett's face and arms in search of cuts and bruises.

"Shit. Does this hurt?"

His brow furrows in concern when he notices a small cut on the palm of Everett's left hand.

"Answer me, kitten. Does it hurt you?"

Everett shakes his head, his eyes wide and pupils dilated.

He's mute because he's stuck in shock after witnessing that violent confrontation between The Jackals and The Fallen Angels.

He knows the parking lot is full of dead bodies and is covered in their blood.

That much he can practically smell.

What's more terrifying is the fact that one of those bodies could've easily been Everett's, could've easily been Alissa's or Michael's or Knox's body.

That would have been three deaths that could've been prevented had Everett chosen to stay at the clubhouse and not run away.

It's a miracle that scenario didn't play out today.

Luck is still on his side but he can feel it running out and not just for him but for everyone around him.

"Taking care of it anyway."

Knox isn't satisfied by Everett's answer.

He goes into the bathroom and comes back out with a bottle of rubbing alcohol and some bandages.

He cleans and dresses Everett's cut before stepping outside to speak with Gavin in a hushed tone.

"The owner wouldn't tell me shit about Ghost before I questioned him about Everett. He snuck off before The Jackals got here. Did you catch him? He's a scrawny little shit with a receding hairline dressed in a green shirt and dark jeans."

"He's dead," Gavin answers. "Stray bullet got him in the forehead."

"Shit. What about Ghost? Did you find his room?" Knox asks.

"Yeah. He used a fake name to book his room here but Mason got into the computer in the lobby and figured out which one belonged to Ghost by tracing it back to Ghost's credit card. I checked the room out myself and it doesn't look like he's been here yet. No clue what he might've been waiting for..." Gavin says.

"I don't know but I think the owner was working with him," Knox adds, absentmindedly scratching at the stubble on his chin as he voices his suspicions out loud. "He could've been threatened or bribed to inform Ghost about Everett's movements. Maybe Ghost changed his mind about wanting to come out here and do the dirty work himself, so he sent a group of Jackals to snatch Everett up instead."

"But then you showed up and threw a wrench in his plan," Gavin adds, going along with Knox's theory. "Perhaps the owner had time to tip Ghost off before you got to him, so when The Jackals arrived, they were ready to kill you instead of capturing Everett."

"Or maybe they were ordered to kill us all. Who fucking knows," Knox says. "What's going on with the cameras around this shithole? I didn't check for them when I got here. I kinda... lost myself while trying to pull answers out of the owner."

"No cameras, so we're good. And I gave Mason the owner's cell phone that we found to see what he can get off of it, if anything," Gavin says, then sighs while looking around the parking lot. "We don't have time to clear out all the bodies. Best to just get the hell out of here before the cops show up."

"What about witnesses?" Knox asks.

"I got Harry checking on that now. They can either accept payment to keep quiet or they'll be killed. No time for negotiations," Gavin says. "Let's talk more back at the clubhouse. You good with the kids?"

"I got Everett," Knox replies. "Need someone to follow the other two back into town."

"I'll get Alvin on it," Gavin says before walking off.

When Knox returns to Everett's room, he takes a second to assess the damage.

Broken glass blankets the floor, the walls are decorated with fresh bullet holes and the air is thick with a noxious smell, making it hard to breathe.

Alissa is crying against Michael when Everett comes crashing into Knox, his body shaking as fat tears stream down his face.

"Can we go home now?" Everett asks, his voice tight with emotion.

"Yeah, we're going home," Knox holds Everett a little tighter, one hand stroking his back as adrenaline continues coursing throughout Knox's body.

He tries and fails, to shake off the crippling thought of what might've happened had he not made it to the motel in time.

"Then you can tell me all about what the hell happened between you and Finn..."

Everett passes out before Knox can finish his sentence.

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☆Is that ALISSA VIOLET no thats just NATALIA GREENBERG. She’s 20 and a COLLEGE JUNIOR. They live with their parents JESSICA CHASTAIN and UTP and TWO siblings. I’m sure you’ve seen them around, because NATALIA is usually EBULLIENT but RANCOROUS. Not many people know this but NATALIA is hiding THAT SHE ACCIDENTALLY KILLED SOMEONE WHILE DRUNK DRIVING AND FRAMED HER BEST FRIEND. I wonder how their family will act when they find out. [[ELI, 14, GMT+8, THEY/THEM]]

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Alissa Everett - Audición

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Datos OOC: ►Nombre o Apodo: Fernanda Marín. ►Edad: 19 años ►País o Zona Horaria: México (Central México) ►URL para contactarte: http://iwilgetintoyourdreams.tumblr.com ►Experiencia en el roleplay: Llevo 4 años en RP aunque no precisamente en tumblr. ►¿Toleras y/o escribes smut (contenido +18)? Sí lo tolero y también lo escribo. ►Nivel de actividad (del 1 al 10): 8 ►¿Algo más?  "The admins are the best".

Datos CANNON: ►Nombre del personaje: Alissa Everett/Jacobs ►¿Por qué lo has escogido?

Me pareció un personaje fuerte con muchas consecuencias en su vida. Estoy segura que lo puedo representar y me gustó la trama. Además considero que darle vida a este personaje me ayudará a desarrollar mejores historias en mis novelas. ¡Larga vida a Alissa! Nunca había hecho un personaje de tal magnitud. ►¿Deseas cambiar algo?  Absolutamente nada. ►Párrafo de ejemplo (Debe ser del personaje):

  Habían transcurrido un par de horas cuando Steve le confesó su estúpido error. «¿Estúpido error?»  Claro que lo era, ese hombre que durante varios años fue su esposo y la luz dorada de la vida que tuvo con sus padres, y no precisamente que haya sido mala, pero sí por parte de su entorno. ¿Cómo se lo diría a James y Francesca? Sin pensarlo, era la única solución que veía, no iba a permitir que después de tal confesión ese hombre siguiera disfrutando lo que tenía en estos 27 años. ¿Y por qué no? La única forma que su esposo la pudiera mantener a su lado, era por medio de sus hijos, ella no haría nada por lastimarlos, y tampoco querría cambiar la idea que James y Francesca tenían de su padre. Alissa sólo tenía en mente el divorcio. Sus ojos aún escurrían lágrimas, lágrimas que no ocultaría estando sola. Obviamente lloraría tras enterarse de su situación pero se respaldaba en no haber sido la primera ni la última mujer engañada.

  La puerta se abrió nuevamente, sin levantar la vista casi hubiera jurado que era Steve, ese hombre le mataría alguna vez como asesinó a su corazón. Casi escupía las palabras cuando pensó en asegurarse que fuera él, pero estaba equivocada, de no levantar la mirada sus  hijos se enterarían de la peor manera.

  ―¿Francesca? ¿James? ―Preguntó extrañada y limpiándose el rostro. Sus hijos jamás la vieron llorar, porque en sus años de casada, no había llorado una sola vez. ¿Cómo fingir que sería otra cosa? Ni siquiera había pensado qué decirles a sus criaturas. Sintió los ojos de James, James era el único que entendía lo que pasaba, seguramente había escuchado. Sus ojos lo delataban. Esperaba que escuchara la confesión de su padre, al menos la pelea lo tuvo que escuchar.  ―¿Qué pasa? ―Tenía que salir de dudas sobre la extraña visita de sus hijos a su habitación.

   ―¿Mamá por qué estás llorando? ―Preguntó la castaña que tenía el mismo color de cabello que Alissa, era su hija Francesca.

  ―No pasa nada, tranquila. Tus abuelos llamaron al celular y tuve una plática diferente a la acostumbrada. ―No les diría más de esa “llamada” y estaba segura que entendería al menos Francesca que era grave el asunto. James por supuesto, no se lo creyó.

  ―¿Podemos ir a una fiesta? Veníamos por ese permiso, aunque James no parece estar emocionado al igual que yo ―Su risa era tranquilizadora para la madre, pero el hijo lanzaba miradas analíticas hacia el extraño comportamiento de su madre. De reojo ella podía vislumbrarlo.

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Assembly, Sudan, 2008

Photo: Alissa Everett

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Claimed by the Beast - Chapter 21a

*Warning Adult Content*

The Motel Room - Part 1

- Everett -

"It's been twenty minutes and they're still..." Everett's heart pounds with a bone-chilling fear as he gawks at the sleek, black SUV that appears to move in perfect synchronization with Michael's car. "Hey, you guys...? I think we're being followed right now. Check out this black car."

Michael's grip instinctively tightens on the steering wheel as he glances into the rear-view mirror.

"Who would follow us? No one knows where you are."

"Right. I was just going to say the same thing."

Alissa turns around in the passenger seat to check out the car that has stolen Everett's attention.

"Babe, I really don't think there's anything for you to stress about," she says, trying to calm Everett down. "Traffic is ridiculous today and it seems like no one knows where the hell they want to go."

"I don't know. Something feels off..." Everett mumbles, mostly to himself.

The large SUV has tinted windows and a glossy black exterior that glints underneath the afternoon sun.

It's spotless like it came straight from a car wash, the tires are thick and hefty, ready to take on any terrain, the front grill is so wide and daunting that it gives the vehicle a slightly menacing look.

It's driver clearly has wealth but Everett can't get a good look at their face.

His mind wants to immediately jump to The Jackals.

He knows they're after him and that they won't stop pursuing him until they catch him.

Everett fears this moment may very well be it.

"I'm sorry for being dramatic but can you please switch lanes? I just want to see something," Everett asks Michael.

He nods but hesitates for a split second while checking the rear-view mirror again, then he shifts to the left lane.

To Everett's relief, the SUV doesn't follow.

"See? I told you it was nothing," Alissa says, though her wavering tone makes it sound like she barely believes herself.

Michael doesn't miss how her hands fidget nervously in her lap.

"Fine. Maybe you were right." Everett breathes a sigh of relief but his mind is still racing with awful 'What If' scenarios throughout the rest of the drive.

His heart rate never really returns to normal and his paranoia remains high even after they pull into the parking lot of Cupid's Stop Motel.

The flickering neon sign situated above the motel's entrance looks like one strong gust of wind will be enough to send it crashing down to the ground.

A seedy looking character exits his room with what appears to be a joint in his mouth and a small pocket knife attached to his belt, making it clear this place doesn't give a shit about the safety and security of its patrons.

While exiting the car with his bags, Everett's common sense returns to him much too late.

Regret about sneaking out and running away from the clubhouse starts to sink in, part of him wishing he'd given someone a heads up on where he was going.

"Should we call someone for him? Knox, maybe?" Alissa asks Michael after Everett zooms past them to unlock the door to his motel room. "They've gotten pretty close since this whole mess started, which is still super weird to think about."

"I honestly don't even know. What if he gets here and that sets Everett off even more?" Michael whispers back. "I get he chose this place on a whim, but it's really such a fucking dump. He'll never feel safe staying here and neither will I. We should look for someplace else to stay for the night."

"I agree but maybe after he calms down first," Alissa says.

Alissa and Michael exchange more worried glances as they watch Everett's fear consume him.

They can think of nothing comforting to say as Everett frantically secures the dingy motel room.

He closes the blinds like he's on a time limit, switches both locks on the door and then barricades the door with a chair.

Alissa steps forward but Michael puts a hand on her shoulder, giving her a small shake of his head.

Touching him in this state might only make things worse.

"Hey, babe. Is there anything you need from us right now? We want to help but we don't know how..." Alissa comments.

She takes a seat next to Michael at the foot of the bed, both watching the wild way that Everett's eyes dart around the room.

"Want to have a seat and talk?"

Everett shakes his head and continues to pace the floor.

"I just can't stop thinking about that damn car. Did it not look suspicious to you guys at all? Am I the only one who thinks so?"

"Wouldn't it make more sense for us to get followed by a dude on a motorcycle than some stranger driving an SUV?" Alissa questions.

"What? No..." Everett sighs, running a hand over his face. "Bikers drive regular vehicles too, Alissa."

"Sorry. I didn't know you were suddenly an expert on bikers," Alissa mutters.

"I'm not," Everett snaps.

"Okay. Let's all just chill out for a second, yeah?" Michael interjects. "Everett, that SUV didn't follow us when I switched lanes, remember? I think we're good, man. We're… safe," he says the word like it's a struggle for him to get it out. Alissa nudges him in the side, and he clears his throat to try again. "Everything is going to be fine. We're safe."

"Thanks. You both sound very convincing," Everett remarks with a heavy dose of sarcasm.

He pulls out his cell phone and turns it back on after locking himself inside the tiny bathroom.

Within seconds, he's bombarded with numerous missed texts and calls from Knox, each one more urgent than the last.

There is even a handful from Finn and Josie.

Everett reads through every single one, tears pooling in his eyes as guilt rips him apart from the inside out.

He wants to respond to Knox and explain himself but the fear of how Knox might react holds him back.

How angry will Knox be once they're reunited?

Will he finally toss Everett aside after coming to terms with the fact that Everett is simply too much trouble for him to deal with?

Just how royally did Everett fuck up by running off unannounced?

'I'm such an idiot. So fucking stupid... Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.'

Everett takes a deep breath in and exhales slowly, his hands trembling as he slides his phone into his pocket.

He stares at his reflection in the grimy mirror, feeling completely disconnected from the person staring back at him.

How in the world did half a night of fun turn into such a massive nightmare?

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The Boys of Bamiyan, Bamiyan Province, Afghanistan, 2013

Photo: Alissa Everett

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