Dear Diary,
I shall break free. I will not put up with this torture any longer. Over these long weeks I have slowly , against my will fallen in love with Damian. His golden hair, brighter than the very sun. His coal black eyes that tell all about him, how he has been through some extremely bad stuff but still was able to see the light in everything. Even me. Those high cheek bones, that chiseled chest, he is the image of perfection. He has broken down the walls covered in thorns and thick metal spikes that I have spent so much time building. The way I just seem to melt every time he looks at me, I am completely and utterly, in love.
Love is such a thing unknown, as it warms the coldness of my heart that pumps through my veins and brings light to the dark abyss inside.
- Scarlet Rose
Dear Diary,
I have done it. Placing Damian safely behind, me I burst into flames and burned the compound that had for so long held me restrained was gone. The ash rained down upon my pure white dress staining it black and coated my ever-present red cloak like black flakey snow. Upon my whistle a majestic wild white stallion came galloping in from the forest. I mounted and an opened mouthed Damian had afterwords mounted. I had laughed at his dumbstruck expression and the stallion carried us on, to reclaim my throne and to become its rightful queen.
Escape has come but the ancients have yet to have a say in the matter. So as fait is uncertain, the love inside has blossomed and shown the promise of a sweet fruit soon to come.
-Scarlet Rose
Dear Diary,
After a many days of riding we have finally made it to the treacherous Glenoble Mountain Range. A few leagues north of the mountains and the castle is just through the woods. My castle. We will pass through the mountain overpass and stop in Benedict Village to rest and replenish our supplies. We will then travel on through the woods and finally reach the wonderful castle in which I grew up in, and I shall lay claim to the throne.
My throne my kingdom, my flames my gift. My thorns my cuts, my love my protection. My darkness my evil, my serenity my perfection.
- Scarlet Rose
Dear Diary,
I have kissed Damian. We were camping under the stars, halfway to Benedict Village, resting for the night by the fire. We were side by side, staring into each other's eyes, when an almost magnetic force reverberated between us and before I had known it his lips were caressing mine and I, to my own surprise, was kissing him back.
His lips upon mine, so perfect, fitting right into mine, were meant for my lips and my lips only. He was meant for me, and me for him even as fait has ripped us apart as it always has and always will.
- Scarlet Rose
Dear Diary,
We have made it to the mountain village at last. When I lowered my hood to ask a women in the marketplace where I could find some lodgings for the night she fell to her knees crying out " Our queen has at last returned! "
And with all eyes of the marketplace upon me I raised the women to her feet and told her " I have not come to be worshiped. I have not come for power. I have come for the love of my people. I have come to lift my kingdom out of the darkness in which it has sunken into from the vermin that have infested our golden kingdom! I shall burn the vermin with my fire and light up our kingdom once again with the same fire that shall purify all!" I had shouted as the marketplace erupted with cheers. I had no idea where that speech had come from but I truly did sound like a queen. To finalize my statement I had released hundreds of fireballs from my hands and they burst into flaming fireworks in the dimming evening light. More cheers and astounded laughs filled the marketplace as dumbstruck looks covered their faces.
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Me And My Flames (on hold)
ParanormalThis book is about a young princess named Scarlet Rose Demicous, who can control fire. It follows her through her agonizing journey, including being chased by an organization who want her power , and trying not to love for save being burned. It's a...
