Name:Alexander Agewhatever age you need) Personality:Kind,caring,quiet,introverted,not shy,doesn't like to argue,friendly Looks:Straight brown hair,dark brown eyes,slim,pale skin
Name: Bella Carter Age: 18 Personality: She's sometimes nice, but more mean spirited than anything, she's stunning and absolutely beautiful and she is known for her looks. Could care less about what anyone thinks, but she doesn't really care about herself either. She likes to play people, trick them, and she never gets caught at all. Very smart and devious. She knows what she is doing, that's for sure. Not a slut, but she dresses cute and very modern styled clothes, a little showy. Looks: Light Brown long hair with blond highlights, and it's wavy with side bangs. She has golden eyes, and very long eyelashes. She's 5'9. doesn't wear that much makeup but just enough to get everyone to love her. A dazzling smile and very white teeth. How they know each other: When they were little, Bella tried to kill the main character by drowning her, but it didn't work out. They have been enemies ever since, but they occasionally meet up and share a few threatening words. What is she?: a demon whose hot!
Belilah's POV --when love is all you live for, why do you become a slave to it. You no longer think for yourself. Your a brainless creature, dead to everything but the love that's destroying you.-- I walked cooly down the streets of the quiet, tiny little town I had been sent to. It was nice here, apart from the clusters of love that bloomed in between the cracks. Walking into the bakery I walking to the little display table, and looked for my usual sugar rolls. "Can I help you?" A polite voice said. My eyes slide up to the boy standing in front of me. His brown hair, sitting perfectly bone straight on the top of his head, just running to the top of his eye brows. And his eyes had to be the darkest brown possible. I gave him a pleasant smile, and nodded. "Yes, I would like a dozen sugar rolls please." I spoke, watching the boy. He smiled, and began to open up the display, packing in the rolls. I noticed the tattoo, elegantly weaving down his arm, was a sharp defined gold. It was rather strange, but beautiful no doubt. "Here you are miss." He said politely handing me the box. As my hand brushed his fingers I felt a buzz of sparks bit all the way up my arm. I quickly snagged my arms away, pulling the box away. "Thank you so much." I muttered handing him the money at the same tine backing away slowly. That feeling had sent a wave of an emotion coursing through me that had been painfully familiar, but my mind refused to let me remember. "Wait," The boy called out before I could escape the store. I paused watching him from the door. "Yes?" I asked my throat a bit strained. I quickly cleared my throat. "What's your name?" He asked, his dark eyes watching my every move. I thought for a second. What would the harm be anyway? "It's Belilah..but just call me Bell." I said my hand going to the door. "My name is Alexander, but you can call me Alex." He said, a bit nervously now. "Nice meeting you Alex.." I said, and pushed the door open, walking out before he could say anymore. I walked back towards my house now, my thoughts on Alex had stayed on my main focus. What had been that feeling, I surely must be going crazy.. As I made it into the forest that circles my house, hiding it completely from Hunan eyes I heard a rustling from behind me. I stopped, and listened, slowly setting my box down, and unhooking my bow and arrows from my belt. I quickly pointed my bow around, an arrow ready on it, waiting to hear the noise again. I heard the noise again after a second, only it was closer, and before I could release my first arrow I was being tackled to the ground. My bow feel out if my hands, firing a bow into a tree. I growled struggling against the person on top of me. But as a gorgeous laugh filled my ears I stopped struggling and glared as I looked up at my attacker. "Kristofer, get off me!" I huffed, throwing a punch at his chest that probably hurt my hand more then his chest. He snickered again looking down at me with those warm brown eyes, his raven black hair spiked up out of his face. "Sorry Bell, it's looks like someone is getting slow." He smirked, trapping my arms down to the ground, to growl playfully at me. I growled back, struggling against his massive strength. "That's not fair, your stronger!" I laughed breathless now from his weight on me. "Mhmm, that's what they all say." He said with a smug snickers. I then heard a throat being cleared, and I looked up to see my best friend Alice. Her long black hair was up in her usual pony tail, and her soft emerald green eyes spotted with spirals blue looked between Kristofer and I with a slightly annoyed look. Kristofer was off me in seconds and had his arms around Alice with a nervous chuckle. "Hello my dear, I was just welcoming Bell home!" He said with a smile he knew she wouldn't resist. I sat up, grabbing my bow, and getting the arrow. "Oh, welcome home Bell, were is Salrion?" Alice grinned as she walked over to give me a hug. "Just finishing up one target, he will be back in time for the party tonight." I nodded patting her back before pulling away. Alice laughed clinging onto Kristofer. "Kris and I decorated the place up, we also invited some others, hope you don't mind." Alice said. I shook my head. "Not at all, the more the merrier." I smirked. Bump
LOL! Alexander is part of a K-pop group...and in a recent interview he said he hates tattoos Bump!
???? "The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along." Bump. Just a short taste of what to come. Should I give up this story
Name: Tom Canlag Age: 13 Personality: Brave, adventurous, protective Appearance: Brown floppy hair, brown eyes, tan The main characters long lost brother