Hey everyone!

     Ok, so I’ve deleted Undying Love from my short story list, and I have added a new one named Princess.  This is what I’ve got so far with it.  Hope you enjoy!

Greetings, my name is Angelica, and I am the Princess of a very small Kingdom. This story starts on the morn I learned of a great tragedy.
I was standing on my balcony after receiving the news, staining my blue dress with tears. I heard a soft knock on my door and one word “Princess?”
I turned around and saw Nathan, my personal guard, and most trusted friend on Earth. I walked to him, trying to control my shaking with little success.

I tripped on the stone floor and started to fall. Nathan was there in an instant, catching me before I could be hurt. As soon as his arms were around me, I broke down, crying like a child.

As he had when I was young, Nathan guided gently to my bed and held me as I cried. He rubbed my back, trying to calm me. Usually it worked, but today there seemed to be no help.

We sat there for a long time. Nathan let me ruin his tunic as I cried myself dry. I finally looked up at Nathan and said “I’m sorry. I did not mean to cry like that.”

Nathan smiled kindly at me and said “No need to apologize Princess. I understand, and anyone else would have the same reaction.”

I smiled sadly, “I know, but Nathan, my father is gone, my mother insane, and now my brother has been killed by the vampires. I am the only one left, I know nothing of war and little of politics.

“You know, as well as I, that the lords of the court will demand I take a husband.”

Nathan cringed slightly, “Yes, I know that Angelica.” then he muttered, “And you know I despise that thought.”

I stroked his hair, “Only if they make me choose from nobles.”

Nathan raised an eyebrow, “And if they leave the choice up to you?”

I kissed his cheek, “You know that answer already, Nathan.”

Nathan sighed, kissed my hair, and whispered, “You would willingly marry a vampire?”

I laughed, “A civilized one, yes. You, without a single thought to the contrary.”

Nathan beamed “I hold you to that, Princess.” he started kissing my hand, and wrist. He lingered at my wrist, inhaling deeply. “After so many years, I still find your scent almost irresistible.”

I smiled playfully, “Almost irresistible? I thought I was mouth watering?”

Nathan smiled, his eyes still closed, “You are, it’s just more controllable when I am better feed.”


Talk to you later!



Did It Have To Be A Dream?

Ok, here’s that excerpt I mentioned

     I woke with a start. I didn’t want to be awake. I hadn’t been asleep…had I? The dream had been so vivid. Alexander had come back, after so many years…

     My name is Nefertiti, yes, like the queen of Egypt back in the fourteenth century B.C.

     My twin sister, (Christina), and I have lived at the same orphanage since our mother died when we were four. We still have family, somewhere in the world. But the last time we’d heard from our dad, he’d had to sign a contract with the orphanage. So he obviously couldn’t take care of us.

     Ever since we came here, if anything bad happened, our imaginary friends, Alexander and Damien, would show up and ‘fight the bad things’ for us. They always made it look like play fighting, so Christina and I would enjoy it. I clearly remember the first time we saw them…

     We’d been four, and we’d been there only a few months. I don’t completely remember the ‘bad thing’ that our friends had fought. But I remembered that he’d scared me before I saw his face, or heard his voice; I could just sense something wrong. I remembered that it had been the full moon, and it was getting dark when he approached. He was dressed all in black, and he told us to come with him, that our dad wanted to see us. He reached for me, but then Alexander had stepped in front of me, he said “Not her.” and the bad thing had snarled at him, and hit him. That’s when they started to fight…

Hope you enjoyed this!!!


PS. I am open to comments about any of the excerpts I post!  (I only ask for no hate mail).


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