Sunday, December 2, 2012

Love Can Change Everything

Hey y'all!! This blog has been really dead, school, and yesterday: THE CONCERT!
I wish I posted this earlier, I barely have anyone reading this XD But if anyone happened to pass by they could have seen this..
Pictures are on XD I look so freaking weird...
Anyway it was amazing, gotta run to church soon, but I want to post a summary on The King of Hearts performance later~

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Lover Awakened Excerpt

“Friends?” she said.

“Yeah…I mean, I wouldn’t disgrace you by asking for more than that. I know that you regret…Anyway, I just couldn’t let you go without…Yeah, so…friends.”

Holy…Moses. He’d come looking for her. With the intent of coming back and reaching out to her. Man, this was completely outside any scenario she’d imagined as she’d prepared to talk to him.

“I…What are you saying Zsadist?” she stammered, even thought she’d heard every word.

He glanced back down at the pencil in his hand and then turned to the table. Flipping the spiral notebook to a new page, he bent way over and labored on top of the paper for quite a while. Then he ripped the sheet free.

His hand was shaking as he held it out. “It’s messy.”

Bella took the paper. In a child’s uneven block letters there were three words:


Her lips flattened tight as her eyes stung. The handwriting got wavy and then disappeared.

“Maybe you can’t read it,” he said in a small voice. “I can do it over.”

She shook her face. “I can read it just fine. It’s…beautiful.”

“I don’t expect anything back. I mean…I know that you don’t…feel that for me anymore. But I wanted you to know. It’s important that you knew. And if there’s any change we could be together…I can’t stop my job with the Brotherhood. But I can promise that I’ll be so much more careful with myself---“ He frowned and stopped talking. “Shit. What am I saying? I promised myself I wouldn’t put you in this position---“

She crushed the paper to her heart, then launched herself at him, hitting his chest so hard he stumbled back. As his arms came around her with hesitation, as if he didn’t have any idea what she was doing or why, she wept openly.

In all her preparations for this meeting, the one thing she had never considered was that the two of them might have some sort of future.

When he tilted up her chin and looked down at her she tried to smile, but the crazy hope she felt was too heavy and joyous a burden.

“I didn’t mean to make you cry---“

“Oh, God…Zsadist, I love you.”

Twenty months later…

                Oh…the agony. This training was going to kill him. Sure, he wanted to get into the Brotherhood, or at least be one of their soldiers, but how could anyone survive this?

As time was finally called, the new pretransition candidate sagged because the class on hand-to-hand was finally over. But he didn’t dare show any more weakness than that.

Like all the trainees he was terrified and in awe of their teacher, a great, scarred warrior, a full member of the Black Dagger Brotherhood. Rumors abounded about the male: that he ate lessers after he killed them; that he murdered females for sport; that his scars were his doing just because he liked pain…

That he killed recruits for making mistakes.

“Hit the showers,” the warrior said, his deep voice filling the gym. “Bus is waiting for you. We start tomorrow, four sharp. So sleep up good tonight.”

The trainee ran out with the others and was grateful to hit the showers. God…At least the rest of his class were just as relieved and sore. They were all like cows at this point, just standing under the spray, barely blinking, stupid from exhaustion.

Thank the good Virgin, he wouldn’t have to go back onto those godforsaken blue mats for another sixteen hours. Except as he went to put on his street clothes, he realized he’d forgotten his sweatshirt. With a cringe he shot down the hall and sneaked back into the gym…

The trainee stopped dead.

The teacher was across the way, shirtless and sparring with a punching bag, his nipple rings flashing as he danced around his target. Dear Virgin in the Fade…He more the marks of a blood slave, and scars ran all the way down his back. But, man, he could move. He had incredible strength and agility and power. Deadly. Very deadly. Totally deadly.  

The trainee knew he should leave, but he was unable to look away. He’d never seen anything snap out so fast or strike so hard as the male’s fists. Obviously, the rumors about the instructor were all true. He was a flat out killer.

With a metal clank, a door opened at the other end of the gym, and the sound of a newborn’s cries echoed up into the high ceiling. The warrior stopped in midpunch and wheeled around as a lovely female carrying a young in a pink blanket came over to him. His face softened, positively melted.

“Sorry to bother you,” the female said over the wailing. “But she wants her daddy.”

The warrior kissed the female as he took the small young into his heavy arms, cradling the newborn against his bare chest. The baby girl reached her tiny hands up and around his neck, then settled into this skin, calming instantly.

The warrior turned and looked across the mats, pegging the new trainee with a level stare. “Bus is coming soon, son. You better hurry.”

Then he winked, and he turned away, putting his hand on the female’s waist, pulling her close to him kissing her again on the mouth.

The recruit stared at the warrior’s back, seeing what had been hidden by all that vicious movement. Over some of his scars there were two names in the Old Language in his sin, one on top of the other.

Bella..And Nalla.


Thursday, October 18, 2012

Lover Awakened

In the shadows of the night in Caldwell, New York, there’s a deadly war raging between vampires and their slayers. And there exists a secret band of brothers like no other - six vampire warriors, defenders of their race. Of these, Zsadist is the most terrifying member of the Black Dagger Brotherhood.
A former blood slave, the vampire Zsadist still bears the scars from a past filled with suffering and humiliation. Renowned for his unquenchable fury and sinister deeds, he is a savage feared by humans and vampires alike. Anger is his only companion, and terror is his only passion—until he rescues a beautiful aristocrat from the evil Lessening Society.
Bella is instantly entranced by the seething power Zsadist possesses. But even as their desire for one another begins to overtake them both, Zsadist’s thirst for vengeance against Bella’s tormentors drives him to the brink of madness. Now, Bella must help her lover overcome the wounds of his tortured past, and find a future with her…
It's a pretty intense book. Bella and Zsadist first meet in Rhage and Mary's story, and from the beginning, an attraction sparks that they have been denying until this book.  Zsadist starts out as a ruthless killer determined to protect the female he's fallen for, but refuses to accept the fact. Slowly, a different side of him appears, you see his broken side and the demons that he fights against for sanity. Bella has been mistaken for some crazy lesser's wife and after the trauma, the only person she really wants to see is Zsadist. Feeling drawn to him but unknown why, she tries to get him to open up to her. Zsadist fights this for as along as he can, but eventually he gives in, his heart, his soul, his mind and body to her. But sadly, he doesn't admit it until the end of the book. The ending is perfect for all you romance freaks. Zsadist learns to read and write for one purpose in mind only, to write 3 words to Bella: I Love You. The last chapter, the "epilogue" allows you to catch a glimpse of their child and the change in Zsadist. So freaking adorable.
Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
(If I have time, I'm going to see if I can type up some parts of it . SPOILER ALERT!)

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Colin Morgan and Bradley James

Season 5 for Radio Times (or is it TV?)

Cause he's cool

I’m the cool rabbit

Halloween Cuteness


via SECRETSOFABULLY (typo-doodle blog)

Summer Nights

Horse whisperer Shane Stryker is done with passion. This time around, he's determined to meet someone who will be content with the quiet life of a rancher's wife. And the fiery, pint-size redhead who dazzles him at the local bar definitely does not fit the bill.
Small-town librarian Annabelle Weiss has always seen herself as more of a sweetheart than a siren, so she can't understand why Shane keeps pushing her away. Shane has formed the totally wrong impression of her but only he can help her with a special event for the next Fool's Gold festival. And maybe while he's at it, she can convince him to teach her a few things about kissing on hot summer nights, too—some lessons, a girl shouldn't learn from reading a book!
It was so freaking cute, I'm up on a school night reading this and crying. The ending was adorable, I won't spoil it but I will say this quote by Shane: If you're going to cut out anyone's heart, it's going to be mine.
GAH!! XD So cute...
Rating: 4 out of 5 stars

Thursday, October 11, 2012


Should have uploaded this a long time ago, but since school started, everything sorta just got crazy.
Uploaded this in September, don't know if you went to check. So...yeah...
As for all my other stories, all are on major holds cause I don't have the time to write.....


Wednesday, September 5, 2012


My my, don't you look appetizing tonight

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Sneak Peak:

Yeah, I'm using this as my only blog....yeah...
Sneak peaks of the story that I have been... neglecting T_T

Say A Prayer Teddy Bear:

Charlotte whirled around when the back door opened.  “Robert is that you?” she called. The figure walked slowly into the kitchen holding an unconscious Michael. “Oh my god, what did you do to him?”

“Nothing in particular,” the figure dumped the boy on the sofa, “But you’ll be suffering from some serious injuries, possibly death if someone doesn’t find you in the next 20 minutes or so.” Charlotte tensed and prepared to run, but the figure was faster; whipping out a pistol and firing two shots at her. Grabbing her sides in pain, Charlotte collapsed on the living room floor. Laughing softly, the figure turned to leave.

Blood Stains

Mother: Murdered
Father: Unknow
Case: Cold
At the reading of her father's will, Maria Slade receives shocking news - as a four year old, she'd witnessed her prostitute mother's murder and been taking into hiding by the well-meaning preacher who'd raised her as his own.
Maria remembers none of that. But now she's determined to flush her mother's killer out of hiding and discover the identity of her birth father. She heads to Tulsa Oklahoma, where she meets Detective Bodie Scott.
Empathizing with this beautiful woman looking to find out who she really is, he opens he decades-old case file. Their investigation leads them down a dangerous path, where no one is what they seem. Where a father does not want to be found. and a murderer has "like mother, like daughter" in mind for Maria.
Not a bad book. Pretty interesting. Maria's that type that hides her emotions and pulls a face of iron, but extremely passionate. Bodie's cute, he's really caring and reaches out naturally to Maria and even though he just met her, he wants to make her happy, safe, and at ease. Cute.
Memorable Quote: "Be careful," Maria said.Nora looked back over her shoulder as she seated herself in the wheelchair. "Don't worry about me. I have PMS and a gun."Dave groaned, "Dang it, Nora...TIM. Too much information."
Rating: 3 out of 5 stars

Oh Dang

High School Orientation today and really just kill me right now. I thought we could go through our schedule and meet our teachers instead of being yelled at and blindly led around the maze that is known as our high school. Which, if I may add, we did that sometime in 8th grade. Don't need the refresher thank you very much. T_T
After that we got our lockers, which was...not fun. My locker is strange...While others have metal sides, my sides are made of brick. While others have a shelf, I have nothing. While others have a place to put their stuff, I have a freaking pole down the middle....Like seriously, what the peck?!
Sorry for burdening those who actually read this blog with this complaint, but seriously WHAT THE FREAKING PECK!!??

Friday, August 24, 2012

Thursday, August 23, 2012

As You May Have Noticed

I've been on a mass "blogging." In reality, I'm just copying and pasting my tumblr posts onto here. Sorry if it's like SPAM.... hehe
I'll try to write something. I might make this my only blog, taking care of this and In This Life is really hard...I might just start doing Wattpad Updates on this blog also...IDK

Aww Arthur What Happened to You?

Oh Arthur:

Couple minutes later:


Cause she's a cruel Mistress

‘Cause she’s a cruel mistress


Those Eyes

OOO Bradley gets Dissed XD


Take it Slow

Yes, Yes I am