#lelina

Yes, they’re together. I’ve been looking for a “perfect” song for them for a while, without much success. I mean, I’ve found several that are very good, but none that sounds just -- perfect. The closest would be Somewhere Only We Know by Lily Alen. (Spotify link)

I felt the earth beneath my feet | Sat by the river and it made me complete | Oh simple thing, where have you gone? | I'm getting tired and I need someone to rely on.

Thanks a bunch for the ask, Icy! <3 

I am home and I am a bit bored (I have shit to do, I just...suck.) so here’s a bunch of my faves! XD Including @madamsnark‘s Kal (made by her) to complete the best bisexual ot3! <3

By Adella Chatelaine

13/10- I found getting back to the boat a bit slow going. My head was still reeling from the events, mainly from coming face to face with the man behind so much horror here in the colonies, and from finding out I had helped a wanted fugitive.

The fact that Von Grimm had called the Rommsbachian ‘Mister Klaudhopper’ didn’t fully dawn on me until I was half way back to the docks, and it was only after seeing a poster for Klaus Klaudhopper that I fully put the picture together. I told myself that it was better that the only person who may be able to answer questions about what happened on Waystation Bravo should get away from Dr. Argyle Von Grimm, even if it meant he was still at large. However, I deigned to alert the proper authorities that Klaudhopper was in the area.

Once returning to the docks, I located a Marshall’s office and told the singular man working the desk what had occurred. he informed me that they were well aware of Von Grimm’s presence. They had not heard of Klaudhopper, however, nor did they seem particularly interested. Understandable, I suppose, given the more immediate threat of a bunch of mechanized hoodlums tearing the town apart. Since Von Grimm and Klaudhopper were both involved, I felt it likely that dealing with one may mean dealing with the other, so I did not push the matter.

It was only after returning to the boat that I realized that would not happen, for who did I find, standing on the deck, looking out over the river? Klaus Klaudhopper.

I must have gasped in surprised, or made some sort of noise, because he turned to me. Recognition came over his face and he smiled. He thanked me for helping him escape. It took me off guard.

While he struck me as a dangerous man, I did not think him necessarily an evil one, certainly not someone who would maliciously cause the destruction of a Waystation. I told him I knew who he was, and let him know who I was.

“Ah,” he said. “That’s very good. We can strike deal then, ja? You keep mouth shut, I give you exclusive on what happened at the station, once I feel safe.”

By Adella Chatellaine

10/10- In the hall outside, I heard voices and the sound of rapid footsteps. I knew I had to act fast. I ran to one of the tables, picked up a chair without stopping, and slammed it into the window that the Rommsbachian had shot. The glass shattered and fell, most of it outside. A piece hit my right arm and scratched my wrist. All better to sell the illusion, really.

I fell to the floor and held my wrist, trying to staunch the flow. A couple seconds later, several armed brigands ran into the library, flintlocks drawn and charged. They saw the open window and ran over, cursing. Then they saw me.

One of them picked me up by the arm, shoved his weapon in my face and demanded to know where the Rommsbachian had gone. My eyes cut toward the window. It should have been obvious. I told him the man had smashed the window and escaped into the alley beyond. That was not a satisfactory answer apparently, and the man made to strike me with the grip of his gun, but was stopped by another, a tall man with a curling mustache and a monocle, leaning on a cane in the center of the room. I recognized him immediately as Doctor Argyle Von Grimm.

He chastised his man for his rude manners, and apologized on his behalf. I scanned the faces of the others. They were stern and scarred men, all of them missing arms and legs and hands, all replaced with mechanical facsimiles.

Von Grimm asked me my name and I told him who I was. Once I told him, a look of recognition came over his face.

“You’re that reporter for the Blackwood Gazette,” he said, and I nodded. “Fine publication, that. That article about my exploits a few months back did wonders for my reputation. I never really had problems fighting with townspeople before, but now they just roll over and let us right in. Ha ha! As good an advertisement as a man could ask. I feel I should pay the Gazette for their service.”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out three gold coins, which he placed in my hand. He then excused himself and told his men to follow ‘Mister Klaudhopper’. The men climbed through the window. Von Grimm left the way he came.

Title: Collision Rating:  [rating=5] Genre: YA/Contemp/Romance/Hollywood Publisher:  Tate Publishing & Enterprises, LLC Release Date: March 15, 2012

Review:

Where do I even begin? There was so much I loved about this book that it’s difficult to know where to start! First of all, I love the dynamic between Cabot and Kei. Although he literally has it all – fame, fortune and his pick of women – Cabot’s life feels empty and he yearns for something more. Kei, by contrast, has very little in the way of money or possessions, yet her life is full of purpose. It is truly a collision of two worlds when they meet and attempt to overcome their cultural differences, with sometimes hilarious results.

Although the story is told from Cabot’s point of view, it’s really Kei’s character that comes shining through. She’s a unique girl – an unlikely heroine with a balance of strength and vulnerability that makes her as endearing to the reader as she is to Cabot. We see her through the filter of his emotions, and as he falls more and more in love with her, so do we.

What I also really enjoyed was the recurring theme of breaking down preconceived notions and stereotypes. Cabot definitely has some preconceived notions about Kei initially, since she is a missionary. Likewise, Kei is fairly skeptical of Cabot’s motives, especially once she discovers that he is a famous actor. Needless to say, they both come to realize that there is much more to the other than first meets the eye.

Cabot also has his fair share of preconceived notions about Uganda prior to his first visit. The author really does a fantastic job describing the realities of living in Africa, as only someone who has been there truly can. I was raised in Guinea, West Africa myself, and some of my favorite scenes in the book are the ones set in Africa. Whether describing the way that the walls of the compound are embedded with broken glass to discourage trespassers, or the graceful way that everyone eats with their hands, Miller paints a vivid and almost poetic image of what life in Uganda is really like. The scenes at the orphanage are especially touching. She does a masterful job of showing that even in a country ravaged by war, poverty and famine people are still capable of faith and hope, and can find joy all around them.

At one point, Kei tells Cabot that she never allowed herself to hope because of her dark past. Both characters grow tremendously throughout the course of their relationship, however. Not only do they come to love and trust each other, they bring hope to each other as well. The book’s powerful ending brought me to tears, and the story is one that will stick with me for a very long time. I highly recommend this one!

Synopsis:

Cab Stone has it all – fame, fortune and the adoration of millions of women across the globe. When the constant attention from fans and expectations from his handlers becomes too much, he escapes the craziness of press junkets and movie sets and escapes to Asheville, North Carolina to hide away for the summer.

He expects peace, quiet, and solitude. What he doesn’t expect is to meet the fiery redhead who changes everything he knows about the world.

The daughter of missionaries, Kei Sallee lives a life of service to others. She has little, expects less, and helps heal the hearts of thousands in Uganda, where she grew up. When she finds herself staying in the same guesthouse as Cab Stone, she vows to ignore his Greek god good looks and spend the summer as she had planned – in peace, quiet, and solitude.

Cab and Kei’s lives couldn’t be more different … or more the same.

Despite, or perhaps because of, their vastly different yet startlingly similar backgrounds, Cab and Kei strike up an unlikely friendship that could possibly blossom into something more. But Kei fears that the truth about her past will prevent pretty-boy Cab, who is used to getting everything he wants, from fully committing to her.

When two completely different worlds experience a Collision, can they exist as one?

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