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Post by Serayna Joel Evi on Dec 2, 2007 3:03:03 GMT -5
There are two girls. Best friends and half sisters. Daughters of the infamous Dracula, they try to find a way around their curse. Hiding the truth from their lovers, and studying to be Witches, the two girls attempt normality.
One day they find a spell that can rid them of the vampire inside. They decide to bury their vampires and create anew. Living normally and with lovers nonetheless, they think their troubles are far behind them. But when a terribly dangerous spell backfires, the two girls are spun into a world where both new and old personalities battle it out for the bodies.
When a storm far greater than any hurricane, and worse a hundred fold comes, the battle is over, and the demons arise as the winners. The lover's of the girls realize that the girls they fell in love with, are gone. They decide to give themselves over to the demons that took their beloveds. Taking over their bodies is just the beginning, as they start to realize that the girls' choice of living is sparse in feed.
The four vampires battle it out through seduction, murder, and suicide as more vampires are added to the eqaution. Who will survive, and who will be lost to temptation and cold blooded murder?
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Post by Anne Porter on Dec 5, 2007 20:22:28 GMT -5
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!
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Post by Serayna Joel Evi on Dec 5, 2007 20:47:35 GMT -5
um.... well... okay... anywhos... that's been up since sunday... and that is obviously something for the book that we will actually go through with this time. hold on let me read it again and remember what i'm talking about.... but what happens at the end... is that the two main characters.... do not survive the blood war... which is something that will be grazed over in the second book which is about this site...
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Post by Serayna Joel Evi on Dec 6, 2007 0:55:23 GMT -5
Rain pounded on the outside of the castle, the storm growing more and more ferocious. Vladimir paced outside of the door, his nerves practically raging. His teeth stung, and his belly ached, he had not fed in days. His wife was in labor, and the weather conditions were not great. Screams of pain and agony reached his ears as the door of the room opened. It was the midwife. And she had a look of sadness on her face. “The child will live, but I’m afraid Evangeline will not. We do not have the medicines with us to cure her, but if we could just take her to the hospital…” The midwife started. “NO! They will question why her heart does not beat. At least save the child, if anything. I must go tell the clan of our loss.” Vladimir whispered. The midwife nodded, and turned to return to the birthing. Vladimir sighed and walked towards the stairs, that’s when he heard the door open. One of the younger members of the clan came up the stairs nearly sprinting, he was out of breath, and blood leaked from his forehead. “Lord Dracula, news from England. Bryanna has given birth to a baby girl, but died in the process, the daughter is to live with her father.” The boy said. Vladimir’s eyes widened. “Where is the child?” Vladimir asked looking around. “She is with her father in England, on their way to the New World. Damon Porter wishes to give his daughter the best life he can give her.” The boy said. Vladimir closed his eyes. “She is not with her father, just the mother’s husband. What is the child’s name?” Vlad asked. “Anne. Anne Porter.” The boy replied. Vlad smiled, and walked towards the dungeons.
15 Years Later
Bryanna ran through the streets of England, a loaf of bread tucked safely underneath her arms. Her mouth was set in a big grin as the police attempted to keep up with her. She made a quick right at the bridge, and squatted where she wouldn’t be seen. Silent, she watched the police men run by, thinking they were still following her. Once they were out of sight, Bryanna cracked up, rolling on the floor. Sighing, she got up and started to walk away, when she felt the eyes of another on her. She turned sharply left, and saw the twitch of a bush. Smiling, she walked towards the bush, hoping to find a challenge. She pushed aside the bushes, but saw nothing. She looked up over the bushes to see a figure running off. Deciding it was a waste of time, Bryanna decided to turn around to go home. But as she turned around, she found the police had realized that she’d tricked them. Clapping irons around her wrists, they led her off to jail, after returning the stolen loaf of bread. “Well, Bryanna of the Hills. Seems like you have been caught… again.” The Sergeant of Police stated. Bryanna smirked. “Okay, congratulations on catching me a tenth time. It was fun while it lasted boys, but I’ve got a dinner to steal. I will see you in thirty.” Bryanna stated as she started walking out the front door. But the Sergeant motioned the guards at the door. “Not this time, Bryanna. Your father has commanded that you do not leave this jail. He’s in town this week, you know.” That made Bryanna stop. “My father is in town?” Bryanna asked, a quiver in her voice. The Sergeant nodded, his eyes and face smug. “And he wants to talk to you. He figures this would be the best way.” The Sergeant said. The smile on his face was venomous and gloating. “Well… too bad. I don’t want to talk to him. We made our goodbyes years ago. And I’ve gotten by fine without him. Granted, I’m in loads of trouble but, I’m getting by. I don’t need him in my life again.” Bryanna muttered confidently. “Oh, and I was so hoping to talk to you. I guess the inheritance shall go to Anne.” A voice dripping with cold heartedness rang from behind. “Father…” Bryanna mumbled. She wasn’t afraid of her father, just afraid of what powers he could give her. “Hello Bryanna darling. I hope the blood doesn’t run out for you.” Vlad whispered. “No, the blood is thick here. And the hunting is exceptionally fun. Especially with all these teenagers running around; theirs is the thickest. I have two questions. One: Who is Anne? And two: What inheritance?” Bryanna asked staring her father straight in the eye. “Well Anne is your half sister, and technically older by four months. And my inheritance. Your mother’s inheritance. She left a fortune behind, and we have finally found it. And my fortune is entwined with hers. So when I cleanse myself in a few weeks I’ll need to give away all my riches.” Vlad muttered, careful not to let the Sergeant over hear. When a vampire or any magical being cleanses themselves, they must rid themselves of all previous luxuries. Their name, their riches, sometimes their family. And once in a blue moon their memory. And it was time for Vladimir to cleanse himself. “Ah… interesting.” Bryanna muttered thinking things over. She was the eldest legitimate and known child of Vladimir Matthias Dracula. And therefore would receive his wealth when he died. Or cleansed. Whichever came first. “So you’ve come to pass off your wealth to your eldest daughter. And what about your name?” Bryanna asked. “I will find a young one willing to take it on.”
Okay here is what i have so far... correct it... then give it back and i will put it on fictionpress
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Post by Anne Porter on Dec 7, 2007 20:34:02 GMT -5
Me gusta (I like)
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Post by Serayna Joel Evi on Dec 9, 2007 2:03:02 GMT -5
okay i'll post it on fic press right now... after i reply to everything else
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Post by Anne Porter on Dec 11, 2007 1:06:28 GMT -5
ok. What's fic press.... just btw...
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Post by Serayna Joel Evi on Dec 11, 2007 20:14:58 GMT -5
it's like fan fic except for original stories...
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Post by Anne Porter on Dec 11, 2007 21:51:34 GMT -5
OHHHHHHHHHHHH!! *light bulb of realization* yay!
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Post by Serayna Joel Evi on Dec 11, 2007 22:02:18 GMT -5
ya no one's said anything yet... so ya... you need to add more to the story... cause i'm stuck
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Post by Serayna Joel Evi on Dec 11, 2007 22:19:53 GMT -5
i've got some good news... my grandpa is with my grandma again.......................................................................................... T_T
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Post by Anne Porter on Dec 11, 2007 23:50:24 GMT -5
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! old people are cute!
And i will write more soon... tomorrow... or something...
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Post by Serayna Joel Evi on Dec 12, 2007 1:01:09 GMT -5
hailey... that's not a good thing...
my grandma died last year at the beginning of the school year.....
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Post by Serayna Joel Evi on Dec 12, 2007 18:02:17 GMT -5
we're leaving tonight to go to arizona... the funeral's on saturday... it's hard to imagine that he's gone...
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Post by Anne Porter on Dec 16, 2007 19:25:40 GMT -5
wait... Your grandma's---..... CRAP! I'm soooooo sorry! I though she was alive! OMG Now i feel bad! I'm sorry.. But why'd you say good news then? That sucks! I'm sooooo sorry
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