? Hello Fan Fiction Readers!? I am back with yet another story. I can't seem to finish my stories!?? But this one just came to mind and it's still stuck in my head. Enjoy and Comment! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Prologue The smell of freshly baked bread filled the air. The sun sat comfortable in the middle of the sky. The birds flew high in the clear morning sky, as they chirped in harmony. "Jasmine darling, won't you please come down here." My mother said from the bottom of the stair case. "Yes mother. I'll be right there." I walked away from my window, and strolled downstairs. My black hair was curled down my back, and my pale skin had a hint of pink upon my cheeks. My eyes were a icily blue, but my gaze was the complete opposite. I walked down the old oak stairs. My satin blue dress swept against the steps. I made my way to the kitchen. My father stood there in his normal attire, as did my mother. My fathers hands, held my mothers, softly squeezing them in reassurance. "Your father and I have something to tell you." My mother smiled at me, the corner of her eyes wrinkled a bit. A natural sign of old age. I stood there waiting for her to tell. My thoughts ran around in my head, going through every possible thing she could say. "Prince Erik has asked for your hand in marriage." My mother's smile grew bigger, her eyes filled with light. " What ?!" I gasped in shock. I have seen the prince once. He asked for a dance and that's it. I don't even know if I have feelings for him. "What if I do not wish to marry him?" I stood up straight, eyeing my mother. She sat there in silence. "You will do as I see fit." "You can not make me love someone I do not love! You can not make me! I won't allow it!" I slapped my hand down on the table, before turning around and fleeing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ All I can imagine is a British girl doing this. Haha. I know it's short and maybe boring but trust me it'll get better! I promise! Comment!!
Love the description and it seems interesting so far. Your grammar still needs a little work, though. And you need to update our story!
how did I know you were gonna be the first to comment. And I knew someone would say something about my grammar. My iPod doesn't have grammar check. I know about our story too.
Because you knew I'm just that amazing And yeah, apple should really get a grammar check too. It'd be so helpful.
^^^^ ?That's what Jasmine looks like. man it was hard to find a picture that reminded me of her appearance. But I did somewhat.
~Chapter One~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I ran out of the house, darting quickly into the forest. My eyes watered up. How could she do that?! Force me to marry, I think not! The forest was quiet, the only sound was the crackling sound coming from me as I walked through the forest bare foot. ****** I lean against a tree after a while of running, and relax a bit. My thoughts raced around in my head. The silence was broken... By two gun shots... My eyes widen in fear. I scrambled to my feet, and ran out of the woods. My hair fluttered behind me as I ran. I sucked in a deep breathe. A single tear sled down my pinkish cheeks. My mother laid face down in the moss, blood splattered on her back. Her body laid still unmoved; motionless. My father was hung. His head was covered with a bag, and blood slowly dripped out of it. Who could have done something like this?! I fell to my knees suddenly aware that this wasn't a dream. My parents; they would actually dead. They were gone. The sound of horses filled my ears, causing me to glance up a bit. "Jasmine..." A familiar voice filled my ears. My eyes landed straight on his. Erik. He got of his beautiful white horse, and walked towards me cautiously. " what could you possibly want now?!" I hissed at him; silently swearing to myself. " I was told some had fired a gun... And I was going to go..." " Leave me alone." I turn around. My hands tighten up in fists; I wanted to punch a wall of something. Muscular arms wrapped around my waist; lifting my over the ground. "Unhand me! I command you to Unhand me!" I start screaming at the prince-Erik- who didn't seem to want to listen. He put me on his horse, before climbing up, and riding off. ****** I sit on a large bed in the middle of a huge room. I was freshly washed. I wore a silky forest green gown. The golden patterned went around my waist. The dress hugged my waist and fell down my long legs. My hair was braided up and pinned up neatly by one of the maids. My lips were their natural pinkish red color. I walked over to the window. I saw all of the land. I even saw my old home. My eyes became to water up again, but I stopped myself. I can't stay here I had to go. I was mental making a plan to escape. But this won't be easy. I took a deep breathe. I had to leave. I needed to find the person who murdered my parents. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Holy Poopie! Haha. I hope you enjoyed! COMMENT PLEASE I hope I don't sound desperate. ??
This is so totally amazing!As Sammi said on the first page, your grammar needs touching up a tad, but not much!?I love this story! Update!