Rose-vi-Britannia

    "Say something!" Quentin's words broke the lapse of silence enveloping them. He stared expectantly across the counter at the dark haired, brown eyed woman perched on the breakfast bar stool. The ceiling fan above the kitchen hung lifelessly in the chill midwinter air. The heater was thrumming away in the background but it hadn't been running long enough to warm the apartment. He noticed the slight flutter of black lashes against her pale skin and knew she had her eyes open. She sat with a fixed blank gaze looking down at a stain on the white counter top. Even though he couldn't see it, he knew her mouth was set into a hard line and a crea

    "Say something!" Quentin's words broke the lapse of silence enveloping them. He stared expectantly across the counter at the dark haired, brown eyed woman perched on the breakfast bar stool. The ceiling fan above the kitchen hung lifelessly in the chill midwinter air. The heater was thrumming away in the background but it hadn't been running long enough to warm the apartment. He noticed the slight flutter of black lashes against her pale skin and knew she had her eyes open. She sat with a fixed blank gaze looking down at a stain on the white counter top. Even though he couldn't see it, he knew her mouth was set into a hard line and a crea

"Cort, Xavier this is Carmen and Roxanne. They are here with the Amethisti house so I want you to show them around and make them feel at home." I gave the boys a skeptical glance. The just-introduced-us-and-now-is-ditching-us man (better known as the Head of the Sapphiri House) had just walked away, leaving me and my sister alone. What makes him think I want to play with them? They looked just like the type I used to pickpocket; filthy rich and naive. I blew a strand of hair out of my face and sighed. This was going to be a long afternoon. "I betcha can't tell which of us is which." They both said as soon as their father was out of earshot.

When I was a kid I was invincible. There was nothing that could scare me aside from snakes, spiders and the unwanted creepy crawly bug. But invincibility is only a cheat code for gamers and something I no longer delude myself into thinking I possess. I'm getting ahead of myself. Sun Valley Beach isn't actually a beach. It was more of an oversized swimming pool that called itself a beach to attract the landlocked people of metro-Atlanta, Georgia. This "beach" had various sorts of water slides and little kiddy areas. They couldn't call it a water park because, as my best friend Larissa used to say, "Water parks have enough rides to go on all d

This guide is for helping with getting some inspiration for novel. If you are like me, you need something to listen to while writing but sometimes what come up on your playlist isn't exactly what you need. The solution? Make your novel's soundtrack. Soundtrack you say? I'm a writer not a composer. Well yes I know that. Just work with me here. First things first. What moods and motivations are in your novel/scenes? Gooey Romance? Deep introspective thought? Hurt? Sadness? Horror? Keep them in mind as you're picking your songs. For example purposes, I am using my first novel Always on this Carousel. I have two categories I generally put my so

"Done finally" I thought, stretching my cramped muscles. Being on the council is way too much paperwork. Taking a long gulp of water, I reached out instinctively to locate my three pets; serpent sapphires. They were still asleep as usual; they never liked waiting around while I slaved over tedious paperwork. I lightly touched their minds, telling them that I was almost done and we can leave soon. Almost instantly they came back to full awareness, eager to be on the move. Unsuppressed impatience for me to hurry up flowed across the link from all three of them as I walked out the door. "I will, I just have to talk to Thierry and Aradia." Ment

Midna and Zack's Christmas Eve Zack had been acting weirdly all night. More weirdly than usual I should say. We were all at my best friend's house for the traditional, well not traditional since it was the first year our group of friends has done this but I had the feeling it was going to end up being tradition, Christmas Eve party. All of us were having a good time. Sarah's parents were out at their Christmas Eve party and were kind enough (brave enough) to turn over the house to a bunch of broke college kids with nowhere else to go. The dorms didn't really offer much of a party atmosphere. Come to think of it, all the guys in general were

Title: The Amethisti Intel and Special Missions Unit a.k.a. Nightmare Synopsis Nightmare is the code name for Amethisti's Special Forces Unit that was put together by Head of the Guard, Roxanne Amethisti. Due the chaos in the vampire world's politics, Nightmare was created to be both an Intel Unit and a Special Missions Unit. These series of short stories cover some of their missions along with the bumps and bruises along the way. The Team Brigit Amethisti – Leader of the Unit – Skill: Elemental User: Electricity - Level 11 Yukorin Amethisti (Pronounced you-KOR- in) – Skill: Transforms parts of his body into weapons –

Chained Prisoner Should 'a known should 'a known, Anarchistic illusions, delusions Of revolutions, my ambitions lied To the ground, to the ground, almost There heavy shackled shouldered My cold mold married layers of fabric Shuffled in the system I never stood a chance in changing Sanctus Espiritus, Rubeus Diabolus Cure for the soul A pure mind's eye Time has just begun now Allow it to cleanse the pain inside Poison for the mind A sweet, sweet wine Time is running out now Coming down the hills from behind Sing with me, Dreams Bloom in their eyes Stand up, Soldiers Dust to diamonds Come to me, Nightmares Summoned alive o