Okay, it might not seem like it, but this is my first story. The reason I say that it might not seem like it is because there are many other threads (Or whatever you call them.) under my name. But that was the previous owner of this iPod. Could you give 'constructive criticism' please? ================================ Warm air blew in calmly through the open window, the lace curtain dancing gracefully. My average body frame stood rigid as the ivory corset was tightened at a choking state around my abdomen. The wire skeleton for my skirt was eased slowly over my head, as I held back nervous laughter from seeing my sisters faces. Tongues hanging out of their mouths, dresses hitched up as they ran around frantically searching for a pin, or a button, or something similar. Outside, the sun shone down gracefully, illuminating the path adorned by white roses I was about to nervously walk down. "Oh Marriane, you look beautiful my sweetheart!" Mother clapped her hands together happily, scanning her ocean blue eyes over my body. I stood still as the skirts were eased over my head to rest upon the frame of my dress. My hair was gracefully pinned up, flowers dangling, few curls tumbling sweetly around my shoulders. I smiled contently, gripping my bouquet, and was lead out towards the garden. I felt as if I was indulged in paradise, walking down the stone path to my devotion, my lover, my suitor. I nearly cried with relief as I felt his soft hands encase mine, and I looked into his deep hazel eyes, grinning madly, my excitement dripping from my pores. My sisters followed, their dusky pink dresses floating in the gentle breeze, smiles plastered onto to their joyous faces. As the cold silver of the rings enveloped my finger, I saw a stray tear roll down Mothers face. I smiled, then looked back at the man I was soon to call my husband. Then it happened.
Thank you! I wasn't expecting that! The next update will be tomorrow, and it reveals something you probably won't expect...
Second update! I feel all excited! ================================= Part two- His hand caressed my face, sweeping a stray curl that shaded my eye. I leant into his hand, relishing the feeling of his flesh against mine. Flashing his charmingly seductive smile at me, he moved closer to my face, noses touching, our breath melting into each others. I wanted to slap him for leaving me on edge for so long, but a trail of his soft kisses led to my neck. His tongue dashed out, teasing my skin, sweat running from my pores. Then his eyes became clouded, and he grinned the devious grin that I had fallen in love with. My neck was merely a peach as his fangs pierced my neck. The emotions were beautiful, a mix of relief, love and a whisper of pain. He latched onto my neck, my blood draining as I became more weak and fell back into his strong arms, vulnerable to him. "James... I love you." My whisper was barely audible, but be heard it, through his mind, of course. He owns me. I know his feelings, emotions, and we could share deathly secrets without a chance of any other soul knowing. As he bit into his arm, my fangs descended, the scent of his blood tinging my nostrils, the sight making my mouth flood with saliva. Hunger gnawed at my guts, and I stared with contempt as his wrist moved closer towards my mouth. James teased me, letting a drop of warm, crimson blood land on my lips, and my tongue naturally cleaned it up within a second. "Aha Mari, you know patience is a virtue." His deep voice penetrated the marrow of my bones, but before I could revel in my relief of seeing him again, the taste of blood blanketed my taste buds. I drank my fill, then kissed his sweet red lips softly, the crimson liquid becoming a murky cocktail in our mouths. Turning to our victims mortal faces of horror, James' voice echoed in my head. "Dinner, sugarplum, is served." ================================= It's short, but an update. Will update daily
I lay dormant underwater, the hot liquid deathly still. My eyes were open, the world above me shimmering and swirling as my Sire called to me through my mind. Mari? Marrianne? Mari? Mari! I sat up quickly, a wave of water washing over my naked body. I giggled, my fangs descending, hunger calling me from my tranquil state. I stood, the cold air seeming colder due to the extreme temperature change. Towelling myself dry, a click of the door signalled James entering the vintage bathroom. "You scared me, Marrianne. Please do not do that again." His voice shook, a hint of despair echoing. A warm feeling of protection and love flooded over the 'blood tie' in my mind, as we called it, and I smiled tearfully. "I'm sorry, James. It will not happen again." I wrapped my silk robe around my body, James' arms pulling me into a warm hug. My long golden hair tumbled past my shoulders, soaking through my thin cover, and I walked into our bedroom. The bed dwarfed everything around it, it's huge size comforting. The linen sheets were draped neatly, beckoning me to lay down on it's soft material. The plush carpet cushioned my sore feet as I padded towards the rustic bookcase, scanning over my respectable collection of novels, choosing one to read. "Moby Dick..." I eased the book from it's position and sat on the huge bed, sinking into it's comforts. The diamond chandelier hung precariously from the ceiling, the candlelight creating flickering shadows across the wall. I lost my mind to reading, and as the first drops of sunlight charred my skin, I remembered. "Curses! My ring!" I hid under the shade of the blanket, groping around on the floor for my only protection. I finally found it, and slid it on next to my wedding ring. I could easily sleep, knowing I wouldn't burn. When night came, my eyes opened to the net of stars outside. I called for my maids to dress me. My emerald corset was adorned with the finest sapphires, and my skirt was lined with fur at the hem. I wrapped a fur shawl around my shoulder after putting in my favourite gold earrings, and taking my umbrella. I'm going out darling, see you soon. Stepping outside, I took a deep breath of the cold night air, and started walking quickly to the cherry tree. "Max? Max!" I hissed quietly, praying my plan hadn't gone down the drain. "Mari!" He swept me into his arms and kissed me softly, only the way true soulmates do. I smiled with relief, and giggled mischievously. "You don't know how much I've missed you, Max." "I don't think I ever will, my sweet cake." I looked into his golden eyes, and melted in the warmth of them. Stupid nations, why is it wrong to love a werewolf?
Part 4- "Mari, I need to ask you something." His voice was loud but quiet, but still hinted certain despair and maybe heartbreak. "Y-yes?" I looked up at him, covered by his thin cloth blanket, my head resting on his naked torso. I need say no more to be too revealing of recent activities.., "Marrianne. I love you with all my heart..." Max's face showed nothing but seriousness, and I dare not laugh, let alone smile. I nodded for him to carry on, and gulped at his request. "Stake him. Stake James. Prove to me you truly love me." Outside, the sun dawned on the horizon, colouring the sky a pale shade of pink. All I could think about was the happy memories we had shared. When I first found out his true being, and sneaked out to meet him. When I shared my first kiss with him, under a blanket of night stars. When he turned me, and fed me his own blood. When he found out a potion he was given could possibly get me pregnant, so we decided to be married. When... I betrayed him. A tear had formed in my eye, and I stood quickly, attempting to tie the corset myself. Failing, I screamed and collapsed in a heap of tears and despair. "F-Fine! But let me spend his last days with him." Max nodded solemnly, and helped me to my feet. Kissing my neck, he tied my corset and helped me into my skirts. Then I was gone. I unblocked the tie, and stepped through the door of my house, the house I shared with James. I walked upstairs, and lay down in the bed, trying to keep back tears. I called for my maids, and they silently helped me into my silk nightgown and robe. Sniffing, I hastily waved them away, and walked slowly into the cold bathroom. What I saw there broke my heart. No, pulled in right out of my chest and smashed it to pieces with a wooden mallet. Seems somebody already beat me to Max's request. ================================= Ooh!