Hey mensen 
ik promoot mijn story neit echt want het staat neit op Q..
het heet dus Vampyre Angel, en het gaat over Lillith (oftewel Lilly)
Haar ouders waren de King and Queen van de Vampyres, en zijn vermoord door de Elves, omdat haar moeder zeg maar 'Evil' was.. (even in het kort dan)
dus op haar 16de verjaardag werdt Lillith gekroond tot koningin van haar volk, en daar begint het verhaal zo ongeveer..
(lilly is heel bang om close te worden emt mensen omdat ze bang is dat ze haar toch weer gaan verlaten)
dus nu even 2 kleine stukjes uit mijn verhaal, en ik zou graag jullie reacties er op weten
deel 1:
‘Goddamnit, Breath already!’
I felt pressure on my chest. My heart, which couldn’t have been standing still for long, since I could clearly think now, started beating again. The pressure continued and I realized someone was giving me CPR. It worked, too. My eyelids could move again now, so I opened them. And I looked at the most wonderful face I ever saw.
It was a young male, with hair that looked white in the moonlight. I sat up too quickly, immediately ready to defend myself. But my head started spinning, and I winced, completely blowing the façade of readiness.
He had his hands on my shoulders now, and his dark eyes looked at me worriedly. ‘Are you okay, ma’am?’ My eyes widened slightly in surprise. Ma’am? He had a very obvious British accent, and his voice was deep, worried, and calming. I wasn’t fooled though, I had met a lot of people with calming voices. No one was as they seemed. I looked at his warm, dark eyes. He was a Vampyre, I thought. His skin was pale, his eyes were dark, his lips were red, and I now saw that his hair was actually silver. And no, it wasn’t the moonlight, it was actually silver. I smiled, again not more then a curve of my mouth. ‘Yes, I am now..’ I looked around for any sign of Zephyr. I didn’t have to look far. She was all over the cliff. Her head was not 3 feet away from me, a bloody mess so she was barely recognizable, and other body parts were spread around it. I only now noticed the hands of the stranger, which were still resting on my shoulder, were just as bloody as Zephyr’s head.
He must have noticed me looking, because he removed his hands from my shoulders, and smiled. He had a very nice smile. Nice, blood red lips, curving up in a comfortable, kind of.. flirty grin. I hated to use the word, but it was the only way to describe it. I knew it wasn’t meant that way though. He leaned away from me, giving me time to orientate myself. I kept looking at him. His hair was really pretty, I thought to myself. Shining Silver, a bit messy, covering the top of his ears.. I could see enough of them to see that they weren’t pointed, like with Elves. I could now see his very white, very sharp teeth. He could definitively be a Vampyre. He was watching me, too, I noticed. His eyes checked every inch of my body, hopefully only to check if I was healthy, and nothing more.
Then he got up, and walked to the seaside. For one second, I expected him to leave me here, alone, like ever sane person would have done. Instead, he put his hands in the cold seawater, rubbed them together for a few seconds, got up again, dried his hands on his own shirt, and walked back to me. Then he sat down in front of me, between a few pieces of Zephyr, and offered me his hand.
‘My name is James Elliot, it's a pleasure to meet you.’ Saves my life and then takes the time to formally introduce himself. I would have laughed if someone hadn’t just tried to kill me.
deel 2:
‘So Tell me…’
We were running back to the castle, Cristian and me, and we hadn’t said a word the whole way. He looked at me. ‘What do you know about these Never Ending Ones?’ He stopped running in an instant, and together we walked towards the edge of the Forest. I really loved the way the Night air smelled right now, filled with the smells of healing herbs, Earth and rain.
Cristian looked at the ground, he looked uncomfortable. ‘Well?’ I prompted him. ‘Well… They’re a special sort of Angels actually.’ He answered, looking away from me. His light and warm brown eyes looked kind of.. Guilty? I frowned at him, still walking towards the edge of the Forest. ‘Angels, When someone dies before it is ‘Their Time’, they get reborn as an Angel, right?’ I remembered James’ explanation all too clear. Cristian nodded. ‘Angels live 5 lifetimes on Earth, and then go to the L.C.’ LifeCentral, I remembered James saying. I seemed to remember things more easy when they were said by his warm voice.
‘So, Never Ending One’s are Angels.’ I said, looking at him. We had reached the edge of the Forest now, and I looked at the castle. Most of the curtains were already closed, and I knew it was close to Dawn. ‘Yeah.. Angels are born with a few extra genes in them. Their Angel Genes. They show that they can live 5 lifetimes, die 5 times, before they go to the L.C.’ Cristian said, also looking at the castle. ‘But Never Ending Ones, have a.. glitch.’ He finally looked from the castle, to me. ‘Meaning that they don’t live only 5 lifetimes. They don’t have any limit on that.’ I frowned as my blue eyes, lighter now I fed, met his warm brown eyes. I remembered how I flinched the first time I looked in them. I didn’t anymore. ‘So.. They life forever?’ I said uncertainly, and Cristian nodded deliberately. ‘We do think that’s the case.. Most of them have only lived 2/3 lifetimes though, but their gene’s show they can live a lot more then that.’ We kept staring at eachother for a couple of seconds. Then we heard a noise inside the castle, and we ran inside.
I was confused, I had to admit that, but I had enough time to think it over. Later. Now the only thing that matter were Louis and James, who were in the hallway, with a whole group of people around them. I pushed several people aside to get to them. James and Louis were both crouched into fighting positions, and slowly circling around eachother. James had blood smeared on the side of his face, and Louis’ shirt was ripped to shreds, showing off his strong, but bleeding chest. I was just about to step in, when Louis stood up straight, and James also relaxed from his fighting position. Then people around me started clapping, and I was really lost. James saw me standing in the crowd, and winked at me. In minutes the hallway was empty, apart from 6 other people. Me, James, Louis, Cristian, and 2 Never Ending Ones. One of them was now quickly wiping off the blood on Louis’ chest, and bandaging his wounds. I remembered her as being the woman that looked normal at first sight, had it not been for her exceptional beauty. The other Never Ending One was the guy with the really pretty, dark blue hair.
deel 3:
I was in my Throneroom.
But it wasn’t MY Throneroom.. It looked a damn lot like it though. The Throne was black instead of silver with ruby stones, and this room was smaller. There was a man sitting on the Throne, a man I recognized very well. Next to his Throne, was a woman. She was leaning over the side of the Throne, her arms on his lap, and smiling at the man. She was also dressed in nothing more then a skirt and a bra.
Sitting cross-legged in front of the Throne, was another woman, Her back was towards me. I felt uncomfortable, untill the guard standing in the room left, and walked right through me. I was only having a dream, so I relaxed. It was one really weird dream though. Then the man started talking, and I focused. Richard de Lioncourt’s voice was exactly as I remembered it. Smooth and slick like oil, exactly like his hair.
‘My dear, this attack is only the warning remember? We didn’t send that many Elves, they will defeat us easily.’ His hand went through the white tangles of Cassandra de Lioncourt’s hair, down her neck. She smiled, and sat down on his lap, her back facing me. I could only see Richard’s face now, which had a smug expression. So it was the King himself who had directed this attack. I realized that same second this wasn’t a dream. I was having a vision. ‘Your plan is working out brilliantly, my lord..’ Cassandra de Lioncourt’s voice was no longer sweet and silky, and now reminded my of Zephyr’s voice. It made shivers run down my spine out of fear. She sounded sweet like a snake. Her pale hand disappeared under his shirt as she kissed him, and I felt mildly grossed out. I didn’t really like this vision.
‘Soon, you will not only rule the Elf community, but also the Vampyres, Shifters and the Humans.’ Her voice went husky, as Richards own hand stroked down her spine, and I wanted to leave here so badly. I realized Richard and Cassandra had even less knowledge of the different races then I had, if they only wanted to take over the Vampyres, Shifters and the Humans. Then I noticed something strange about the Vision. I was standing in the middle of the Throneroom, and no one could see me.. But I also couldn’t move at all. Wonderful.
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