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1st Is Untitled. Here Is A Preview :
Ryder took two steps forward before pivoting and running opposite the way she intended. She was too frightened. Confronting Elias would be harder than anything she had ever done and she realized that when he appeared before her, almost out of nowhere. At that point, her heart stopped, but her feet would not. They were pulling her forward. Ryder knew not what she truly desired anymore; the future she had pictured with Elias was hazing.
Summary : Basically About A Love Triangle Between The Three Main Characters : Ryder Mckennith, Ashe Camron, & Elias Keefe.
HOWEVER, there are lots of surprising twists! I made sure of this (:
`&`
2nd Is Titled ~ "Jarred Hearts". Here's A Preview :
Her heart stopped when she saw his beautiful, mysterious face lying lifeless on that day. Her feet moved by themselves as she knelt beside him. Pulse...There's still a pulse, she thought. She looked for anything that could have caused him to collapse, but could find nothing. No stab wounds; no bruises; no cuts; nothing. She pulled out her phone and dialed the ambulance. After two rings, they answered. Trying to stay calm, she explained where she was and that she had found and unconscious man. She told them how he still had a pulse and didn't know how he had collapsed so suddenly.
Summary : Jaselle Hunt-Kingsley & Eyliah Harson have an unsteady love. Eyliah and Jaselle both refuse to admit this because of their long-standing differences. Can they overcome these differences or will their love crumble?
`&`
3rd Is Titled ~ "Midnight Attraction". Here's The Longest Preview Of Them All :
Yet another dull day has passed by me. Really, where is the time going; not that I have to be worried over time. Here on Clara, our days are prolonged, yet they seem so short. Oh, how I wished for something more exciting around this dreary castle.
"Excuse me, Prince Noel, may I come in?" One of the maids knocked lightly against the large double doors. I pulled myself out of the bath and wrapped a towel around my lower body. Without first drying myself off, I tousled my damp hair and opened the door with my free hand. Drops of water trickled down my abdomen. I sneered at her flushed complexion. Why must the maids always fondle over my appearance? It's completely troublesome. "Here are your prepared accouterments for today, Master Noel." She lowered her head and handed me some clothes and other accessories. She bowed and closed the door as she left, but took her sweet time as she went.
I remained in the same spot for a bit until I heard my mother's servant open the door, unannounced. I dropped the garments on my bed and ignored Laurence, Mother's servant, completely. However, he practically forced his words into my mind. "Master Noel, have you prepared your greetings? The King's important guests will be arriving shortly."
"I have to prepare a greeting, too? What's wrong with 'Sup, Earthlings'," I inquired sarcastically. I stepped into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me and slipped black boxers on. Upon exiting into my bedroom, I threw the towel at Laurence and put the black slacks on along with the white, long-sleeved dress shirt and a black vest with a detailed coat of arms stitched on the single breast pocket. Laurence tied a white sash which hung diagonally across my body. I shoved my hands in my pockets and waited for Laurence to finish.
"It's necessary, sir." He said seriously. With a roll of the eyes, I sat on my king size bed and let Laurence lace up my formal shoes. After a rather long lecture from a servant, mind you, I walked behind him through the extended castle hallways. The burgundy and deep blue carpets were pristine on this day and the eggshell walls had been repainted and primed. Many pictures and emblems had been hung on the wall at equal distances. I tread carefully down the spiral staircase and stood by my mother in the colossal foyer.
"Noelan," my mother loved pronouncing my full name. She was the only one that referred to me in that way. "this family is very important to your father, so please behave yourself."
I sighed and nodded my head - my hands still resting in my pant's pockets. My father appeared across from us and all the staff were equally standing on either side, leading to my family and me. Two servants slowly pulled open the doors and another formally announced the family. Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Gracen and their daughter, Almany Gracen, he proclaimed.
Daniel Gracen, the father, had curly, dark brown hair and deep brown eyes. His build was moderate, however he looked strong enough to carry a coliseum on his back. He had on a black suit. He seemed serious and straight-forward. Now that I had thought about it, my first impression of him was completely wrong.
Lucille Gracen, the mother, had short, layered, red hair. They were accompanied by grayish-green eyes and a snub nose. She was wearing a flowing, white gown with embezzled with silver stones. Her silver heels seemed horribly uncomfortable.
As for the daughter, Almany Gracen, her hair was brownish-orange and wavy; extending to the curve of her supple breasts. Full pink lips were glossed with clear lip gloss and her eyelids were lightly shaded with green shadow. Her thin, honey-color eyes were softly lined with black eyeliner. Her cheekbones were high and apparent when she shone a bright smile. Celtic skin was shiny and smooth against her lime-green sheath dress. It fitted her tiny curves beautifully and highlighted her body details. Black ankle-heels and accessories brought out the color of her gown.
Her eyes wandered around the castle, it was probably the first time she had been in a place this large. She smiled at every employee and when she reached my father, her smile brightened a bit. "Uncle Lucas!" She said happily. Her voice was not low, but it was not high pitched either, it was somewhere in between annoying and cheerful. He dropped the royalty act and gave her a bear hug. Almany walked gracefully over to my mother and me. She curtsied smoothly and grinned widely at Mother. My mother introduced me to Almany and I pulled my hand out of my pocket, taking hers and leaving a light kiss against the back of her hand. I expected her to be taken back, but she was holding good composure; simply greeting me with that same bright smile. If she truly was flushed, she was quite skilled at hiding it.
(Sorry, This Is Part Of First Chapter)
Summary : Noel Arsine - the intolerant, rebellious prince of Clara - lived a very dull life. Everyday with a consistent sneer on his face, Noel grew tired of his boredom and sought something more interesting. Around the time of his desire, Almany Gracen - a lively and determined girl from Earth - and her outrageously enthusiastic family moved into the castle as honored guests. Will this coincidental encounter appeal to Noel or annoy the living hell out of him?
Other Worlds Always Have Twists.
Ryder took two steps forward before pivoting and running opposite the way she intended. She was too frightened. Confronting Elias would be harder than anything she had ever done and she realized that when he appeared before her, almost out of nowhere. At that point, her heart stopped, but her feet would not. They were pulling her forward. Ryder knew not what she truly desired anymore; the future she had pictured with Elias was hazing.
Summary : Basically About A Love Triangle Between The Three Main Characters : Ryder Mckennith, Ashe Camron, & Elias Keefe.
HOWEVER, there are lots of surprising twists! I made sure of this (:
`&`
2nd Is Titled ~ "Jarred Hearts". Here's A Preview :
Her heart stopped when she saw his beautiful, mysterious face lying lifeless on that day. Her feet moved by themselves as she knelt beside him. Pulse...There's still a pulse, she thought. She looked for anything that could have caused him to collapse, but could find nothing. No stab wounds; no bruises; no cuts; nothing. She pulled out her phone and dialed the ambulance. After two rings, they answered. Trying to stay calm, she explained where she was and that she had found and unconscious man. She told them how he still had a pulse and didn't know how he had collapsed so suddenly.
Summary : Jaselle Hunt-Kingsley & Eyliah Harson have an unsteady love. Eyliah and Jaselle both refuse to admit this because of their long-standing differences. Can they overcome these differences or will their love crumble?
`&`
3rd Is Titled ~ "Midnight Attraction". Here's The Longest Preview Of Them All :
Yet another dull day has passed by me. Really, where is the time going; not that I have to be worried over time. Here on Clara, our days are prolonged, yet they seem so short. Oh, how I wished for something more exciting around this dreary castle.
"Excuse me, Prince Noel, may I come in?" One of the maids knocked lightly against the large double doors. I pulled myself out of the bath and wrapped a towel around my lower body. Without first drying myself off, I tousled my damp hair and opened the door with my free hand. Drops of water trickled down my abdomen. I sneered at her flushed complexion. Why must the maids always fondle over my appearance? It's completely troublesome. "Here are your prepared accouterments for today, Master Noel." She lowered her head and handed me some clothes and other accessories. She bowed and closed the door as she left, but took her sweet time as she went.
I remained in the same spot for a bit until I heard my mother's servant open the door, unannounced. I dropped the garments on my bed and ignored Laurence, Mother's servant, completely. However, he practically forced his words into my mind. "Master Noel, have you prepared your greetings? The King's important guests will be arriving shortly."
"I have to prepare a greeting, too? What's wrong with 'Sup, Earthlings'," I inquired sarcastically. I stepped into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me and slipped black boxers on. Upon exiting into my bedroom, I threw the towel at Laurence and put the black slacks on along with the white, long-sleeved dress shirt and a black vest with a detailed coat of arms stitched on the single breast pocket. Laurence tied a white sash which hung diagonally across my body. I shoved my hands in my pockets and waited for Laurence to finish.
"It's necessary, sir." He said seriously. With a roll of the eyes, I sat on my king size bed and let Laurence lace up my formal shoes. After a rather long lecture from a servant, mind you, I walked behind him through the extended castle hallways. The burgundy and deep blue carpets were pristine on this day and the eggshell walls had been repainted and primed. Many pictures and emblems had been hung on the wall at equal distances. I tread carefully down the spiral staircase and stood by my mother in the colossal foyer.
"Noelan," my mother loved pronouncing my full name. She was the only one that referred to me in that way. "this family is very important to your father, so please behave yourself."
I sighed and nodded my head - my hands still resting in my pant's pockets. My father appeared across from us and all the staff were equally standing on either side, leading to my family and me. Two servants slowly pulled open the doors and another formally announced the family. Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Gracen and their daughter, Almany Gracen, he proclaimed.
Daniel Gracen, the father, had curly, dark brown hair and deep brown eyes. His build was moderate, however he looked strong enough to carry a coliseum on his back. He had on a black suit. He seemed serious and straight-forward. Now that I had thought about it, my first impression of him was completely wrong.
Lucille Gracen, the mother, had short, layered, red hair. They were accompanied by grayish-green eyes and a snub nose. She was wearing a flowing, white gown with embezzled with silver stones. Her silver heels seemed horribly uncomfortable.
As for the daughter, Almany Gracen, her hair was brownish-orange and wavy; extending to the curve of her supple breasts. Full pink lips were glossed with clear lip gloss and her eyelids were lightly shaded with green shadow. Her thin, honey-color eyes were softly lined with black eyeliner. Her cheekbones were high and apparent when she shone a bright smile. Celtic skin was shiny and smooth against her lime-green sheath dress. It fitted her tiny curves beautifully and highlighted her body details. Black ankle-heels and accessories brought out the color of her gown.
Her eyes wandered around the castle, it was probably the first time she had been in a place this large. She smiled at every employee and when she reached my father, her smile brightened a bit. "Uncle Lucas!" She said happily. Her voice was not low, but it was not high pitched either, it was somewhere in between annoying and cheerful. He dropped the royalty act and gave her a bear hug. Almany walked gracefully over to my mother and me. She curtsied smoothly and grinned widely at Mother. My mother introduced me to Almany and I pulled my hand out of my pocket, taking hers and leaving a light kiss against the back of her hand. I expected her to be taken back, but she was holding good composure; simply greeting me with that same bright smile. If she truly was flushed, she was quite skilled at hiding it.
(Sorry, This Is Part Of First Chapter)
Summary : Noel Arsine - the intolerant, rebellious prince of Clara - lived a very dull life. Everyday with a consistent sneer on his face, Noel grew tired of his boredom and sought something more interesting. Around the time of his desire, Almany Gracen - a lively and determined girl from Earth - and her outrageously enthusiastic family moved into the castle as honored guests. Will this coincidental encounter appeal to Noel or annoy the living hell out of him?
Other Worlds Always Have Twists.
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