THANK YOU !!!

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Thank You to the wonderful  http://sembanks.wordpress.com/ for making me one of her nominations for Versatile Blogger. I am very happy and flattered to be included 🙂

Here are the rules for this award:

1. Display the badge on your blog.

2. Write a post and link back to the blogger who nominated you.

3. Nominate 15 bloggers and inform them of the nomination via comment in their site. (I have slightly cheated)

4. State 7 interesting things about yourself.

My Nominations are:

amypeacelove

lifewithlehlah

marie coco

Magical Diary : The witches house

Blotting away

Fabulous 50s

im a teacher again

Proverbs away

lapoetaflor

Soullove

stillness of heart

sofias magical box

upon tide creek

virtuesofaltruism

buried under books 1

 

7 interesting things hmmmmmm 🙂

1. I have blue hair 😀

2. There is nothing I fear more than bees

3. Ive read about 60 books in the past three years

4.I have an insane bucket list including things like dancing at the top of a pyramid, dancing under a full moon around a fire naked, and reading at least 2,000 books before I die.

5. I have a dog named Bambie Poe Spencer ( named after the deer because she looks like one, poe because she was fat and fluffy like kungfu panda, and Spencer after the sexy man from Criminal minds )

6. Every piece of writing has a bit of my soul in it, and every character I create has some part or angle of me in it.

7. I donated my hair to cancer and when a little girl saw she donated hers too and we sent the braids together to Locks of Love in New York.

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Deadly Things

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Deadly Things

Hope.

Such a dangerous thing;

No matter how small, it has the power to destroy you.

Sting.

The all too familiar friend, welcomes me and reopens the wound .

Hope,

slithers quietly into the heart, uninvited.

Maybe.

An inevitable sister of hope; just as deadly.

She whom seemingly harmless kiss kills.

Kiss.

Kiss.

Kiss,

Again and again.

Until maybe dies, Kiss

kiss of death

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kiss of death

The wet grass pounded against my bare feet, skin raw with scratches, earths muck between my once delicate toes. Crushing rain made me shiver, but I didn’t slow down, I couldn’t. Metallic laughter bounced off the trees surrounding me, I pushed harder, faster, I could see a hill up ahead. Almost there. My lungs burned, and ached in effort, black spots threatening my vision. I looked down at my hand, in it lay my peoples last hope, his last hope. The last blood tear in existence. Its diamond shell shaped into a perfect drop, blood red reflecting the last tear of the original Priestess Vienna. I clenched my fist around it tightly and held it close as I ran. Butter snatchers flew around me, piercing my back and arms with there silver stingers repeatedly, Red fell like velvet down my arms, washing away with the rain. Almost there I could see the sacred stones of Tehran which formed a circle of protection, the fountain of time lay in the center, and next to it was a boy. My heart stopped and went into overdrive all in a second, area was supposed to be evacuated! A bolt of lightning struck behind me, missing me by a hair. I could barley concentrate, he wasn’t supposed to be here!

I reached the perimeter of the circle and crashed into the safety I knew wouldn’t last long. A flash of gold came at me and pierced the earth beside me with a bang.
” How did you get in! Who are you!” I heard a rough yet velvet voice shout.

I continued to dodge his hits and pulled out my golden Persian blades. He gasped as he saw my ranking of weaponry and halted his attack.
“State your name” he ordered, clearly not recognizing me.

I pushed my long brown hair out of my face and finally let myself look at him. He was just as id dreamt him, tall about 6’2″, pale skin, jet black hair that fell just barley over the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen with specks of metallic silver. A Caspian Prince. I knew that if it was truly him, he would recognize me by my silver eyes with blue specks, his yang. A crushing wave rippled across the ground, the circles shield was being attacked, I panicked knowing we didn’t have much time. Vivienne was here. Quakes shacked the earth like a pendulum, I could see the barrier weakening with each hit, from the look on his face he could see it too. Vivienne smiled her long red hair flew behind her like a curtain, Lips, nails, and eyes black from her poisoned heart. A snarl ripped through her chest alarming me out of y trance. I turned and ran towards the fountain but it was shattered, something in my chest flared and I knew what I had to do.

I kneeled towards the ground pressing my fingers into the earth, calling to the nature around me for its aid. A hole formed in the ground endlessly going down, a time pool from the sacred Tehran itself. I turned to the Caspian Prince and looked into his eyes, knowing in my heart I could trust him. I reached for his hand and pressed into it the future of our world. Grabbing one of my blades I slashed my hand and let sacrifice spill from me onto the earth.

I gripped his face and concentrated on him, on his protection, whispering the words I had memorized at a young age. Id never felt so alive, so close to my fate, so real. I knew this man, more than he knew himself, he was my destiny. I heard our only protection tear apart with a familiar laughter. I pushed us into the hole of oblivion, of the unknown, and in my final act of protection, I paid the ultimate sacrifice.I Kissed him and died.

Kiss of death

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Kiss of death

The wet grass pounded against my bare feet, skin raw with scratches, earths muck between my once delicate toes. Crushing rain made me shiver, but I didn’t slow down, I couldn’t. Metallic laughter bounced off the trees surrounding me, I pushed harder, faster, I could see a hill up ahead. Almost there. My lungs burned, and ached in effort, black spots threatening my vision. I looked down at my hand, in it lay my peoples last hope, his last hope. The last blood tear in existence. Its diamond shell shaped into a perfect drop, blood red reflecting the last tear of the original Priestess Vienna. I clenched my fist around it tightly and held it close as I ran. Butter snatchers flew around me, piercing my back and arms with there silver stingers repeatedly, Red fell like velvet down my arms, washing away with the rain. Almost there I could see the sacred stones of Tehran which formed a circle of protection, the fountain of time lay in the center, and next to it was a boy. My heart stopped and went into overdrive all in a second, area was supposed to be evacuated! A bolt of lightning struck behind me, missing me by a hair. I could barley concentrate, he wasn’t supposed to be here!

I reached the perimeter of the circle and crashed into the safety I knew wouldn’t last long. A flash of gold came at me and pierced the earth beside me with a bang.
” How did you get in! Who are you!” I heard a rough yet velvet voice shout.

I continued to dodge his hits and pulled out my golden Persian blades. He gasped as he saw my ranking of weaponry and halted his attack.
“State your name” he ordered, clearly not recognizing me.

I pushed my long brown hair out of my face and finally let myself look at him. He was just as id dreamt him, tall about 6’2″, pale skin, jet black hair that fell just barley over the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen with specks of metallic silver. A Caspian Prince. I knew that if it was truly him, he would recognize me by my silver eyes with blue specks, his yang. A crushing wave rippled across the ground, the circles shield was being attacked, I panicked knowing we didn’t have much time. Vivienne was here. Quakes shacked the earth like a pendulum, I could see the barrier weakening with each hit, from the look on his face he could see it too. Vivienne smiled her long red hair flew behind her like a curtain, Lips, nails, and eyes black from her poisoned heart. A snarl ripped through her chest alarming me out of y trance. I turned and ran towards the fountain but it was shattered, something in my chest flared and I knew what I had to do.

I kneeled towards the ground pressing my fingers into the earth, calling to the nature around me for its aid. A hole formed in the ground endlessly going down, a time pool from the sacred Tehran itself. I turned to the Caspian Prince and looked into his eyes, knowing in my heart I could trust him. I reached for his hand and pressed into it the future of our world. Grabbing one of my blades I slashed my hand and let sacrifice spill from me onto the earth.

I gripped his face and concentrated on him, on his protection, whispering the words I had memorized at a young age. Id never felt so alive, so close to my fate, so real. I knew this man, more than he knew himself, he was my destiny. I heard our only protection tear apart with a familiar laughter. I pushed us into the hole of oblivion, of the unknown, and in my final act of protection, I paid the ultimate sacrifice.I Kissed him and died.

Have you ever

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Have you ever

My breath rushed passed my lips in a gasp.
Butterflies scraped their silver wings against my stomach,
He was here.
I knew,
somehow I knew.
He’s getting closer,
its been to long now black spots cross my vision.
I hear the knob turn ;
and then he entered the room.
Taking in a shuddering breath I turn, and I see red.
Past those pools of blue I see red, darkness.
Fire, pain, tainted soul.
Red.
I’d never felt so safe, so perfect.
So free.
I know him, a thousand deaths ago I did.
Ancient is my pull towards him.
His essence magnetic.
And I follow.
Have you ever looked into someone’s eyes and felt it was love at first sight?
Have you ever felt such a burning desire, a craving.
Well this was nothing like that.
I didn’t love him at first sight, I didn’t desire him.
I loved him before, I needed him before, I had him before.
So I follow,
with eyes closed ,
and an open heart,
with nothing to give ,
and nothing to take.
I follow