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Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Wednesday Snippet 188: Blue Angel

Welcome to a new part of Blue Angel unedited, we start right where we left off last time.

“Because sometimes, what he wants is a bit complicated. Will you let me take a look at your cheeks?” she asked again.
She was the persistent type and Kelpie was starting to get annoyed. Normally he would be the one making up insane stories while Kallisto would listen, he wondered how she could bear with listening.
“If you're sure that's what you want,” Kelpie said.
She smiled again, she had a gentile smile and it disturbed Kelpie a little. She reach for his cheek with her hand, light light glowed out of her fingers, it was warm and the touched too was gentle. A wave of doubt passed in Kelpie, nobody had ever been so gentile with him, she couldn't be a spy, she wouldn't there was something wrong in the picture but before he could put his hand on it the contact stop. Her check was swollen as if she had been the one getting hit.
“Or you ok?” Kelpie asked.
It was obvious she wasn't.
“Let me see your hands,” she said.
Kelpie tried to hide them, this was more than enough but she look them in hers anyway and the warm glowing started again. She was radiating everywhere and Kelpie had no doubt that she was an angel, she was not only curing his wound but his heart as well. As the glowing started he noticed the blood on her fingers. The warm sensation was gone and despite the pain gone, witnessing it on her was making it even worse. He sworn not to let her cure anyone ever again, blue wings or not.
“Thank you,” he muttered not really knowing how to thanks someone for that, “Are you ok?”
“How are my wings,” she asked. It seemed to be the only thing that really mattered for her.
“A little bit lighter than before,” he lied.
“Are you sure?” she said her swollen face brightening a little as she took the tips of her feathers in her hand.
“Yes, I would definitely say so,” Kelpie continued. He needed to find a way to make her accept her color but until then he would say whatever would make her happy.
“Let's continue then,” she said sliding herself a little bit closer.
“Continue?” Kelpie asked.




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Sunday, September 16, 2018

WeWriWar 262: Demon Soul


Welcome to a new excerpt of DEMON SOUL for the Weekend Writing Warrior and Snippet Sunday

Pre-Plot:
Brownie is a normal girl, or so she thinks. She likes to chat with her sisters about random things, she likes fashion and she is member of the fashion club at school. But one day, as her little brother gets really sick because of a curse placed on him, she meets this really strange guy who cures him absorbing the baby's sickness within himself. As he is about to fall from his new acquired fever, Brownie sees Yue's soul and immediately falls in love with him. But Yue is not a human, Yue is a demon.
Brownie and Yue will built their love story until....

Plot:
Until Yue's soul is stolen. There is nothing left of their love. The purple light dancing in Yue's grey eyes is gone. Forever? Not quite. Brownie is desperate to find it back. And to get a soul stolen by demons, she needs to go deep into dark magic! But Brownie is not a witch, she is just looking for a spell powerful enough to bring her love back. When an amateur starts playing with strong magic without preparation and without caring for the consequences, things turn wrong...

Let's start right where we left off.  



She pushed the book shelves away from the wall until she could slip in.

It was a room, not too large but not too small with a big wooden door at the back, and she had no idea where it could lead. There was a big armchair and carpets on the floor, some more bookshelves and a desk, as well as some dry wood near a chimney; the whole room looked comfortable. Brownie wondered who might have used this secret room before. It wasn’t the first one to be discovered. The house was old and strange things were always to be found. But this room would be her secret, and she decided to use it for her spell. With so many children living in the house, even the library could be invaded anytime, and this particular spell needed to be performed more carefully than ever.



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Friday, September 14, 2018

Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 190

Welcome to a new part of Vampire Heart unedited. Have you been bitten yet?Sign up to be part of our awesome Vampire Friday blog hop team! You know you want to!


Summary of the previous episodes: Viorel has been tortured by his supposed family who wanted to have him burn in the sun. Strangely enough the sun didn't burn him as expected but Viorel has no memory of who he is. Following the advises of his supposed father, he left Sighișoara and is now traveling to the West. After some skirmish in a previous city, he found refuge on a boat. Viorel is now in Vienna. The little problem is that the guy at the inn was a bit of an asshole and helped capture Viorel thinking he was a vampire, which he is but nobody needs to know. Now there is a huge man (which I call the colossi) taking care of Viorel and a priest. They brought a girl. Torture my holy water... Fail. Viorel managed to confuse everyone, now he would like to get out of here. But the girl seems pretty useless. They still managed to escape and he left the girl to the care of the boat lady before going back to have two words with his captors but his power of persuasion were failing him. The priest wanted to crack a deal but Viorel is not really up to help his enemies. He finally got some blood but he can't risk to stay in Vienna. He travel to Linz were he stays a bit to learn German.
Viorel wanted to go to Praha but redirect himself toward Augsburg instead where he wants to get a horse, except that the horses are a bit scared of his vampirism and maybe something else. Viorel is really not a horse expert. Then he comes into an altercation with couple of people, he wants some fear in his blood. The girl Viorel has found seemed to enjoy the game. Viorel prepares for the nightmares that come with a feast of blood, in a rush to leave, he cross the dukedom of Lorrain.
We introduced Sorina, three weeks after the beginning of Viorel's escape.
Viorel dreamed of Sorina and woke up not really remembering anything. Traveling to Paris, he arrives at "La cour des miracles". He is rescued by a stranger who turned out to be Nicolas Flamel, the alchemist he was looking for. Nicolas does some strange experiment without Viorel's agreement. Some people are looking for Nicolas's secrets. On the other side of Europe, Sorina awakes and Viorel's past in haunting him. Viorel discovered that he can change into a wolf but that's not the easiest thing to handle.

Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left of last week


It sounded unnatural to me. I was a vampire, vampire drunk human blood because humans were somehow more intelligent than animal and we didn’t only gain life doing it we gained some knowledge while visiting our victims memorises. It might not have been much, it might have vanished really fast but it was still something valuable. It was not only healing my brain it was enjoyable, the hunt was an expression of who I was. As Nicolas was a human, he had sympathy for his own kind that I was not even near to feel. I was still unhappy about the dead of everyone in fire in the village of Sighişoara but I wasn’t hypocrite enough to tell myself that I was a good person caring for the death of human I didn’t know. What the terrible sight of the massacre in Sighişoara had done to me was several things. First when I discovered them, I felt like a human, I hadn’t drunken blood in a while, I was with Sorina who was a human and I was torture by the vampire. As I was alone and hated by my own kind it was natural to feel comfort with someone else, in that case, the dead human. At that moment I might have felt sorry for them but more than all I felt sorry for myself. My life was totally messed up and changing and it still is now, I’m a run away and I don’t have anywhere I can really call home. Those humans were the symbol of my life in Hungary, I was the master in the castle, I knew them, I had fed from them many times, they were mine. Random humans in the street of a foreign country didn’t mean more to me than cattle. Of course when I was deprived of blood my mind would go toward the wolf part of me and more carrying toward humans as my mum was but that was nothing strong enough to stop me from going to the kill. If Nicolas wanted to convince me to replace my blood by using the stone, no thank you that was not happening.




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Thursday, September 13, 2018

Thursday Fiction 184: Parallel Slip

Welcome back to a new part of Parallel Slip, where we follow the adventures of Frederique through her slip in different parallel universes.


Let's start right where we left off last week.

The day was pretty uneventful. I only blacked out once to go back to the universe where the poor version of me was living in a farm and doing all the farm cores. I could feel that she wanted to escape and that wan't really new but that was her feelings and not mine anymore. I ran through the wood as her mother asked for more potatoes to be pilled. She couldn't do it. She didn't have the strength to run away and escape by herself. She was scared as we started to run and I knew I would have to bring her back soon but I wanted to try something. I wanted to talk to her.
I stopped and sat at the river on a large stone.
"Are you there?" I said in my head.
There was no answer so I repeated myself.
"Are you there? I need to talk to you, my name is Frederique and I come from very far away and I'm here to help you."

Once again, there was no answer. Then I started to think about hearing. We all hear with our ears, the sounds are waves that propagate in the air and go into our ears and resonate inside before being translated by our brain into understanding. But thoughts. I could hear my thoughts too and there was definitely no wave going from my brain into my ears to be handled back by my brain again. That would be inefficient. How could I hear my own thoughts if that wasn't related to my ears.
So it came to me that maybe my other self could talk to me but I couldn't talk to them. Like their brain would formulate their thoughts and send them to me but my brain being in my body wasn't able to formulate thoughts they could hear.
I knew my brain was active in the other universe when I travelled because of all the brain scans showing me its activity.




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