Sunday, March 10, 2019

WeWriWar 272: 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 last week! 


 
The house was quiet with everybody asleep or out hunting. She got up quietly. She had better get ready with the make up and weird smell, before the others woke up. She didn’t want to let them know that she was about to do something so foolish and dangerous.
“Don’t you come here alone,” Yue had said.
It was too late to think it over. Sometimes you needed to do things you were not supposed to do. She knew from the day she fell in love with him that this relationship was dangerous in itself.



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Saturday, March 9, 2019

Pullip Doll Review: Chicca!

Today, I have for you a review of the Pullip Chicca. She is from 2005 and was made by Jun Planning. She is a very colorful doll with a street style and comes with a lot of pieces to her outfit as well as a cute bear back.

Her quote: With My Love Sweets, Go to My Love Amusement Park …Feel like so.  

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Friday, March 1, 2019

Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 214

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

Even when they had turned against him he was still one of them She had seen them taking him outside. She knew that he couldn’t stay in the sun in his human form, he had explained her one day. The sunlight had something in it which went into the vampire’s body, it didn’t start burning the skin directly, it attacked the body inside burning deeply and it was the most painful, it was making the vampire blind, deaf, tremble unable to keep standing on his own, disorientating him. Then his muscles would melt, the water in the body would start to leak and then boil and evaporate when it was done, the vampire body would finally burn and change into ashes. That wouldn’t take too long, it could be one hour on a cloudy day to few minutes at noon in the summer. The thought of the picture had made her shiver. She didn’t like the vampires and what they were doing to the villagers but they still looked humans especially Viorel and she didn’t want that to happen to him. But still, they had taken him out for execution. Even thought before changing her they had said that they were keeping her because she was their prey to get him back. She knew time was different for vampires, she counted it on her meal before giving up but she wondered what was still taking him so long.

She smelled the air, like the animal she was. She had taken strange habits now, she used to fight against them to stay on the floor crying and rolled on herself, unable to move but it was too hard to resist the urge her new senses were pressing on her. She used to sing to herself to fall asleep, to talk to herself, but she had also given up, she didn’t recognized the sound of her voice, it was too dry and her throat was sore with dehydration, she felt that she was becoming scary and crazy with only the echo to answer her, like the old woman in the village always repeating the same stories to themselves, no matter if someone listen to them or not. She was feeling so lonely but she forced herself not to be. She had tried to keep a rat as a pet but it was beyond hope, the rat would fight to get away from her and even if she managed to keep it prisoner for a while her uncontrollable thirst would strike and she would have no choice but to bite it and empty it from its blood. She had cry a lot because of her solitude and because she had killed her only friend without being able to control herself. She had try to control herself too, to let the other rats coming soon after live, as to punish herself from the death of her pet but there was nothing to be done. She was obsessed by blood, it was all she could think of, when some light of lucidity would come to her mind after drinking, she would think about the sun and about Viorel and about either getting out of here or kill herself. She had been digging between the castles hard rocks with her fingers until she bleed then with the rats bones but there was nothing to be done, the hadn’t even moved a stone yet. She didn’t know in which direction was the outside, she might have been digging toward another cell, and once out, she didn’t even know where to go or where to hide. 


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Thursday, February 28, 2019

Thursday Fiction 208: 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.

"What is you could find a way to stop fainting completely," Amy said.
"I don't want to," I answered.
"But why is it so important," she asked.
"Because it defines who I am," I said.
I had never really thought about it that way before but that was true. Blacking out was who I am. My mother had tried to make me feel that being sick and disabled was who I am and that I needed to get ride of it or stop my life for it. But somehow it was the opposite. Yes, I was different and from an external point of view I couldn't possibly be happy with that sort of dangerous difference that had me fail to be present for part of my life which could be important. But from my internal point of view, it was empowering. It was like living hundreds of lifes, it was like seeing things nobody else could see, having all those stories, all those experiences. And I didn't feel like I missed much. Everything I was missing here was easily caught up. Today I had missed a few minutes of reading which I'm going to read later anyway and I had missed cooking with Amy. In exchanged I had pissed of Tucker by locking him up and I had figured out a lot of things about the sabotage of my spaceship and about Antares and Michelle's father. Most of the time I had to say that it was definitely a winning exchange.
"I don't think a disability should define who you are, you can be so much more than that," Amy was saying. "You can be everything you want to be. You were the one who showed me that, that I didn't need to be what other people planned from me that I can go look for my own dinosaurs."
"Dinosaurs?"






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