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 Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 8:57 am
 Love: a strong positive emotion of regard and affection; "his love for his work"; "children need a lot of love"
any object of warm affection or devotion; "the theater was her first love"; "he has a passion for c**k fighting";
have a great affection or liking for; "I love French food"; "She loves her boss and works hard for him"
beloved: a beloved person; used as terms of endearment
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In this story...two kingdoms wish to stop an on going war between them. SO..the new hiers are forced to marry one another. The male a vampire..and the female an Angel...what will happen..is up to you
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 4:51 pm
  Name:Valentine Strongs Species:Angel Age:19 Rank: Daughter of the King Favorite activity: playing piano Likes: * Reading * Animals * people telling her stories * Going to new places * making friends * painting * listening to music * piano Dislikes: !the war ! fighting ! Thunderstorms ! herself ! her father hitting her ! being told not to play the piano ! being forced to do something ! being yelled at Fear:thunderstorms and not being loved Extra:Scared of vampires..they killed her brother. He died defending her and her parents blame her Bio: To be revealed.
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Name: Caleb Rayn
Species: Vampire
Age:19
Rank: Son of the Vampire King
Favorite activity:
Likes:
* animals
* storms
* rain
* the carnation flowers
* blood
* darkness
* listening to music
* playing the violin
Dislikes:
! being touched
! the light
! angels
! caring about others
! small spaces
! being alone
! showing his true feelings
Fear: loneliness
Extra: Caleb threw a huge fit when he found out that he had to marry an angel.
Bio: Caleb's mother died when he was young. So naturally, his father spoiled him to ease the pain of losing his mother. Though, at the same time, his father was strict. Caleb could get what ever he wanted, but at a cost. Considering his father was a sinister being, there was always a consequence to an action. If Caleb wanted something, then it meant no father son bonding time. Then again, there was never a long enough conversation for Caleb and his father to bond. He grew up alone, and his only friends were the maids and any animal that wondered into their garden.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 5:48 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 6:45 pm
Caleb stood in his dim room, violin under chin. He loved playing the violin in the dark. It was one of the few things that gave him pleasure and put a smile on his face. He played, in the dark, a smile on his face with his door closed. It was closed for a reason. He wanted to be alone, and most of the servants knew not to bother him when ever his door was closed. But today was different. They needed to bother him, even if it meant dealing with a very angry prince. "Sir?" Said a soft and scared female's voice at the door. Caleb ignored the voice, continuing to play his depressing tunes. "Sir. It's urgent. Your father wants to speak with you." Said the female as she opened the door and poked her head in. "It's about an arranged marriage with the Angel Princess." Continued the servant as she opened the door a little more.
Caleb stopped playing the violin and the servant's eyes went wide. She knew what was coming next. This always happened when he was really angry. Caleb gripped the violin tightly as his anger rose. He slowly turned his head to look towards the door. Not a very pleasant look in his eyes. The female servant quickly shut the door before Caleb had a chance to throw his violin at the door. She stood there, on the safe side of the door as the violin was thrown at the door and broke on impact. Another violin thrown in anger. The servant opened the door once again and poked her head in. "I'm sorry my Prince, but it's urgent." She spoke with a shaken voice. Caleb stared at her, not moving for a few seconds. Then, finally, he made his way towards the door. "Very well." He replied as the servant quickly moved away from the door as the Prince exited his room and entered the huge hall.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 11:14 am
[ eek put my post to shame whee lol. So time wise..i'm assuming back in the 1800's? ]
"Father Please..." she begged as they arrived to meet her soon to be father inlaw...and husband. Her hands gripped the edge of her dress in frustration. Her father remained silent and ready to give up his last child. Her brothers and sisters were wiped from the family in an attack. She was the only Heir..and the youngest.
Valentine was the quiet one. She never asked,begged, or wanted anything. But what her father had pruposed...was monsterous.Valentine was deathly scared of the vampires. She didn't want this at all. The only thing she wanted in life was simplicity...but now...she hated to think about it.
Her father asked her if she was ready and she looked down. She wasn't. Val's light brown hair cascaded over her face. She didn't want to get out of the carriage. She didn't.
Valentine sighed and looked up at her father. She was wearing a light blue dress that was strapless and showed her figure nicley. Blue was her fathers favorite color. She shook her head no,her hair waving as she did. He didn't care. He stepped out and took his daughters hand. As she stepped out Valentine white ,lace cloak flowed with the dress. It hid her wings perfectly..she wished it hid more.
Valentine looked around. it was twilight. She knew nothing of the vampire culture. Except that they favored blood shed. monsters.. She could all but cry. Her eyes gazed across her fathers wings. He was dressed formally as expected. His black and brown shaded wings were wrapped to his back. She knew to well what the color meant.
Angels when born, have pure white wings. Untill they sin. If an angel commits murder or shows acts of agression there wings change.If an angel shows to much likeness for something, there wings change. the wings of angel tell alot.It was part of the reason why Valentine was being shoved into the marriage. She had pure white wings. Since the war began it didn't take long for an angels wings to become tainted. It was shocking how she managed to keep hers pure.
Her blue eyes danced across the castle. She was petrified and she hadn't even stepped through the doors. Biting her lower lip she was pulled forward by her father. Her eyes pleaded one more time, only to be shuned by the dominance of her fathers choice. Why me? please don't let them kill me... with another tug from her father she did to hide her fear. but could do nothing for her racing heart.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 11:50 am
((lol. sorry I was in the mood for a long post, and I didn't know how lone you wanted it to be. and I wasn't really leaning towards any time scene. Which ever is time if is fine with me ^_^ ))
Caleb stormed down the hall towards the throne room. The maid hastily keeping up behind him. His face showed nothing but pure hatred for what was going to happen. He hated the angels, and he hated his father for forcing him into an unwanted marriage. "Father!" He yelled as soon as he pushed through the huge doors. His father was sitting there, on the throne, an emotionless expression on his face as he watched his son burst into the room. "Yes, my son?" He answered, a bit of annoyance in his voice.
"How dare you! Why didn't you talk to me about this?" Caleb shouted, letting out all his rage on his father. A small smirk crept onto his father's face. "You know perfectly well why I hadn't told you sooner. Now, you will hold your tongue when our guest enter." He replied as he stood. Caleb stood there, wide eyes. "Hold my tongue? I didn't agree to this!" Caleb shouted some more.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 12:00 pm
[hahaha its okay]
"And niether did she" The deep voice of Valentine's father echoed through the room. He seemed to match the hostility. The only thing not matching was the frightened girl behind him. Who he soon forced to step out. "This is my daughter. As agree'd she has no sin upon her. " Valentine watched as her father spoke about her in third person. She looked down. She remembered how he said ti was only buisness. That was what everything was to him. At least sheknew no more families would be hurt.
Valentine stood there . She could of sworn she could hear her heart beat racing towards hysteria. She hid under her white laced cloak, feeling like it was the only thing she had left. She kept her eyes to the ground, biting her lip. She wanted badley to cry. But her focus was on all the vampires in attendance. Her blue eyes couldn't hide how scared she was.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 12:41 pm
Caleb and his father both bowed to their guests. "Perfect." His father replied with a small smile. He then shot a stern look at Caleb. Caleb immediately stared at the ground as he stood there. Of course, as his father said, he held his tongue. "This... is my son." He said, almost in disgust. It was obvious how much they both despised each other, but Caleb was still obedient. They both stood there, a good couple of feet between them. Caleb didn't want to be there, and it was obvious that everyone else in the room felt the same way. That servant who had followed him, kept her distance and stood by the doors from which Caleb had entered. She averted her gaze to the ground, just as she was trained to.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 2:35 pm
Valentine flinched when the vampire king spoke. She wanted out. It was all over her face. She figured that the tension was normal for vampires. Her eyes danced across the room quickly. The Vampire king intimidated her by his presence. She saw him and felt as small as ant. The son looked...upset. Furious. She was just glad about that! Not. Valentines stomach dropped.
A red haired pale male vampire walked in without hesitation. It was the Kings nephew, the one who kept the two kings in contact. Her father oddly liked him. His gait was strong, confident and sly as he made his way over. He bowed his head to the two kings, sneered at his cousin and smiled. "So this is the tasty little morsel.." He looked at Valentine like a new fruit to try. "If you don't want her cousin, I'll be gladly obliged." For the longest time he always was in competition with his cousin. He couldn't see why the little brat got the throne.He was more fit to be king.
Valentines eyes glowed gold with fury as she snapped a glare at Charles. Her father gripped her arm and squeezed threatenly. She looked down again.
"Fiesty..." he smiled. He looked to his Uncle. " The men are pulled back from the front lines as you requested my King." He bowed his head. He chuckled to himself. He loved akward situations. He glanced at the maid in the cornor and sent her a wink.
[hahaha had to get someone like that in the mix...]
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 3:43 pm
((lol.))
Caleb's eyes shot up from the floor as soon as he heard someone walk in. A someone that he very much disliked. Caleb hated his cousin, even more than angels. The two of them always seemed to have been competing in life, and Caleb was always one step ahead. With a slight growl, he shot his cousin the death glare. If there was one thing that was going to make him take the Angel Princess, it was going to be the thought of his cousin wanting her. He would never allow himself to lose anything to his cousin.
He almost let another growl escape as he watched Charles shoot a wink towards his maid. Sara was one of his personal maids that Caleb had since he was young. He hated whenever Charles tried to assault Sara, it made him even more angry. He glanced at Sara, seeing as she looked away with a scared look on her face. He knew she was afraid of Charles, but there was nothing he could really do.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 7:44 pm
Charles nsmiled. "Oh and look what I've got" He layed the marriage scrolls out on the tabel. Smiling to himself the whole time.
Valentine was whimpering to herself. She couldn't believe her father was making them do this all now. Of all times! Seriously!?
Charles smiled. He leaned behind Valentine "Isn't she just ...delicous?" He was taunting Caleb. He took her scent in right in front of him too.
The Angel King spoke of getting it done early. How she was fit to be a wife. The requirements and such. But Charles was having to much fun. He whispered something..in her ear. He laughed as he heard her heart speed up..skip a beat. Then seh passed out from teh fear.
The Angel king sighed and contined to talk buisness. He didn't care about her.
Charles smiled. "If I didn't know any better I'd say she's falling for Me Caleb.." He held her in his arms trying to get a reaction from Caleb.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 9:19 pm
"That's enough!" Caleb shouted in anger. He wasn't going to allow Charles to do this to him, not today. He stomped over to where they were standing and pulled the angel princess out of his arm before his fist made a quickly, but hard, impact into his cousin's face. "Don't touch her again!" He demanded as he lifted her over his shoulder and started to walk away. Caleb's father couldn't believe that his son had made a scene. It was unacceptable, and there would be punishment later. "Forgive my son and nephew for their disobedience. The wedding will be quick. You have nothing to worry about, she'll be in great care from here on out." The vampire king spoke as he gave the Angel king an apologetic bow.
Caleb's exited the throne room with Valentine over his shoulder, and his maid behind him. "I want another violin before the end of the night, and prepare clothing in the closet for this one." Caleb muttered angrily. He couldn't believe he was actually touching one of those angels, but he couldn't let his cousin get his way either. "Yes, right away my Prince." Sara replied as she walked away to quickly fetch what was ordered from her. Caleb reached his room quickly, and laid the angel on his bed. There was no doubt that his father was going to force them to share a room, so might as well start now.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 11:10 pm
Charles was furious beyond belief. He hoped the little arrogent brat would pay for making him bleed. He rubbed his face where he was hit He looked to the Angel King. Who nodded and acted as if he didn't care about what happened to his child. "Some of her belongings will be shipped shortly." He bowed to the vampire King. "Untill we see each other again."
When the King left. "I suppose the little angel shall be living with us from now on?" In truth he only wanted her because she was to wed Caleb. She was beautiful. but the wings had to go.
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Valentine was spilled acrossed his bed. She ahd actually fainted. Her brown hair was spilled across his pillows and her white wings which were crushed to her back showed a little as her cloak revealed them. Pure white. Some streaks of silver even. But on her back there were a few scars. Hard to see, but there.
She didn't dream. Her body was just trying to relax. She didn't understand why Charles had said those things to her. They were rude and absolutly uneeded. But most of all they just added to her fears. When her eyes opened she sat up quickly and held in her scream. Her heart picked up right where it left off. Without hesitation she stood up and looked around. Thats when she saw..her to be husband. She didn't even know his name. How pathetic. She went to speak, but she was even afraid of him. Her eyes kept searching for Charles.Petrified that he would hurt her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2010 12:29 am
The Vampire king nodded with an emotionless expression covering his face. As soon as the Angel king left, he turned to sit back in his throne. Though, he stopped as soon as Charles started to speak about the angle. "You are to not go anywhere near her. Understand?" He asked sternly with a slight glare at his nephew. As much as the king didn't care, he wanted to make sure that the angel was not harm, for peace treaty reasons only of course.
Caleb stood there, watching her as she awoke. His arms were crossed, and an emotionless expression covered his face. He could see that she was searching for something, as if scared that something, or someone, was going to attack her. His attention was caught by his door opening and Sara walking in with some clothing hung on one arm, and a violin in the other hand. "Prince Caleb, here are the items you requested." She said softly as she stepped inside the room and closed the door behind herself. "Thank you Sara, leave the violin on the table and hang up the clothing in the closet." Caleb replied as he looked back at Valentine. "Yes sir." Sara replied as she quickly did what was asked of her. "Anything else sir?" She asked while standing near the door. He looked back at his maid and nodded. "Yes, I want you attend to this girl's every need." He replied coldly. Sara nodded and bowed. "Yes sir." She answer obediently as she stood there, waiting for an order or demand form the Angel Princess.
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Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2010 10:06 am
Charles glared at the ground then smoothed his face out. He rubbed his chin and looked up to his King. "I wont hurt a single feather on that precious little body." he smiled and stood before the king. " As King you have the power to control all of this.." he held arms outstretched. "Why burden your ..son. With the Angel?" he was looking for anything that would give him the chance.
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Valentine looked to Caleb then the maid. In truth she was starving. BUt the maid had done alot. Plus she wasn't a fan of having people slave over her. She shook her head gently. "I'm in need of nothing at the moment..." she looked down. She wondred if she could make an escape when they were all asleep.But her thoughts snapped backed to the now. She didn't looked at Caleb with hate. Just fear. She waited till the maid exited the room before she spoke. Her voice was soft angelic and and a little shaken. If looks could Kill Caleb would have murdered her several times. "I..." she paused. "I didn't know about this arrangment. At all. Till my father told me on the way here. I'm sorry.." she didn't want this anymore then he did.
Valentine stood there in her gown and cloak. Her wings still crushed to her back. She felt so uncomfortable..
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