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8 yrs ago
Current This year isn't as bad as last year, but I miss roleplaying; so I'm back. :]
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9 yrs ago
Last year ended in pure disaster and yet, I am back here. Ha. Anyhow I apologize for my disappearance
10 yrs ago
Finally finished with moving and I'm back! :D
10 yrs ago
All over the place and no where to go. Roleplays a plenty!
10 yrs ago
I am here and ready to rp! :] I have space for one more Roleplay!

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Hello thar and welcome to my humble Bio section. Not much to say other than the name's Luna. I've been a roleplayer for quite some time now and I'm here to start some and hopefully keep to'um. =] I'm a hopeless romantic and that tends to be what most if not all my roleplays revolve around. If your interested in roleplaying with me, drop me a line, I would definitely like to get to know you and roleplay with ya. =>

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Eve gasped, sinking into the water again, her eyes and nose the only part of her to be seen. She looked towards the door and saw a man, at least six feet in height enter the room. His hair though was a dead give away that he was not human. His body was most defiantly human, his slim and masculine figure, but his eyes and facial features looked familiar. She felt her heart beating faster for every second she looked at him. He was beautiful, looking him up and down she felt her a deep burn in her lower stomach. She couldn't believe it, she was attracted to this man, a stranger who wandered in on her. How dare he! She noted the v lines that went down into his loose fitting pants, his feet were bare, without hesitation he proceeded to get into the bath with her. Her eyes widened in shock. He got in across from her, without a word. Eve felt the heat rising to her cheeks. The blush growing on her face. Her darker skin only did so much to hide it. Sitting up a bit she wiped her mouth of water, her eyes still watching his, they were familiar, the same emerald color as the-. She growled now, her eyes flashed angrily at him. She jumped, when she heard a noise, it was the female demon again. She was closing the door again. She opened her mouth to ask her about who this man was, but she had a very good hint as to whom she was bathing with. Standing she put her hands to her chest, even though the water covered them, she still felt the need to do so. "Is there not another bathroom for you to go to? This is so inappropriate!" Says the women who was ogling him like a horny teenager, her mind scolded her.
Adriana Kane watched as her maids and servants ran around her manor, checking for anything out of place. The king would be visiting her home for dinner this evening. Her father had arranged this meeting to take place for the last year or so. The king seldom had time to himself after there last war. Adriana knew of why this meeting was so important. Her mood had yet to change since she learned of her fathers plot to ensnare the kingdom. Using her as bait. The king had accepted the invitation, most likely knowing of what this was about. Glancing at dress she ran a hand across the fine details of it, the golden beads were sewn in a pattern of a small rosebud, the vines going around her waist. The trail ended towards the end of the dress with a few more roses that had bloomed. The red of the dress made the gold sparkle, her pale skin was powdered and her eyes were dressed with fine golden powder. Her lips were painted a ruby red color. Looking around the great hall, she felt a sense of wonder. The hall had been transformed from its usual drab dark colors to fine golds and even more red colors. Her father of course came to make sure that everything would go right. Adriana glanced to her left and watched a maid almost bump into a male servant with a food tray, the two exchanged apologizes and went along as normal to their duties. Duty, why did her father think that her duty was to marry into the royal family? Why couldn't she marry whom she loved? She knew this was not the way for women of her birth.Turning away from the great hall she headed out towards the gardens.
Evangeline looked at him, noticing his skin going pale she put a hand to his shoulder. "Alright, calm down okay, we'll figure this out." Turning him away from the window and making him sit down. "I have to read this and you need to stay calm, okay?"
Eve turned towards the door, and put a finger to it, running down the doors frame. It really was solid, no bumps or creases were there. Taking a deep breathe she pushed on the door. It was solid alright, not something you could easily break through if you were trapped, at least not for her. She heard footsteps approaching, with wide eyes she looked down the hall, her heartbeat in her ears. Then she saw who was coming, a female demon. Her skin grey, the women was slightly taller than her. Her three horns on her head made her look more intimidating than she should have been. Eve gasped at the sight of her eyes, they were white, not even a hint of color to them, she felt like they could stare into her soul if she stared to long. Looking at her chest she felt bad, her breasts were covered by a thin black cloth that only covered her nipples. She frowned, if he thought she would wear that, then he was crazy. Oh, good lord, she has no bottom on! The beaded sandals were the only thing she had on besides that piece of cloth, unbelievable! Her arms were carrying two red towels, a chain link in one hand, at the end a key swung as she walked. Eve shook her head, who needed a key on a chain big enough to wrap around a tree trunk, for a key!?

She watched as she unlocked the door, pushing them open with ease. Eve's eyes widened, she was strong. Nodding for her to follow her, she did. There was no way she'd be able to fight back against any of these creatures, should they want to harm her. Walking in behind her she looked around the room. Her mouth hung open, the bench she had set the towels were made of silver and rubies. The large diamond shaped bath filled with water that looked not clear, but a creamy white color. She smelled the room and a smile came to her lips. "Vanilla." She said aloud walking towards the bath, running her finger in the water, her smile grew. Rose petals, white rose petals. She let out a sigh of relief, the women had left her alone now. Without hesitation she stripped her damp clothes off, leaving her bra and panties on. Glancing around the room she stepped into the water, a instant groan slipped from her lips. The water was hot, but not scalding. Once she was in, it covered her breasts and below. Next she un-clipped her bra, releasing her breasts. "Oh! The simple things in life." Next went her panties, tossing them out into the corner of the tub she sunk in the water till only her nose and eyes were showing. She smelled the herbs now, mixing with the scent of the vanilla and roses. Standing again she rubbed the water on her shoulders a bit before she dipped herself into the water completely, holding her breath for as long as possible. Coming up her hair stuck to her face and her chest. Pushing her hair out of her face, she left it fall onto her shoulders. Eve glanced down and poked at her breasts. The women before her made her feel a bit self-conscious, her breasts were perky while her's were large, perky but not as perky as the demon women. "Wait, what am I worried about that for! I'm not here to make a life, I'm a prisoner."
Following behind him she looked around the castle, the structure was well built. Of course the walls like the doors were the same black marble. The gems weren’t present in the walls like the doors had been. The candles were lit in small sconces. She raised an eyebrow. Strange, for a Demon King, he actually had good taste. She noted the small tables, shaped like half-moons. The grey light peered at them through oval windows. Eve frowned; she’d never see a bright sunny day ever again. She wondered where they were headed; it wouldn’t be a dungeon, at least not yet seeing as he mentioned her taking a bath. Eve ran a hand through her damp curls, pushing some of the ice of the strands.
They stopped once they reached the end of the hall, a room bright and white surrounded them. Eve blinked twice, rubbing her eyes. Looking up she saw the spiral staircase going up six stories high. She gulped. Eve hated heights, of course by now he should know that by how she reacted to his little show with the water. The room was huge and a bit intimidating. Who would have a room this big for a staircase? The dark marble staircase stood out in this room. Her eyes traveled around the room, chairs that seemed more expensive than light bill, were around the room along with small cushioned stools, round in shape, the wood was white while the cushions on the chairs and stools were black. He must really like the black and white theme. She nickered at her little inside joke. The stools though were littered with platters with food, her stomach protested. She watched as he grabbed a slab of unknown meat and grimaced as he took bites out of it. No fork? Then his voice rang out again in her head, giving her directions to the bathroom.

She simply nodded to him, watching him go through the western entrance, the walls lit with torches and grey walls, and then her turned and walked down another hallway into a room most likely. Letting out a gusty sigh she made her way to the third floor. The stairs were surprisingly cold to the touch. Once she reached the third floor she looked down the corridor, a bit nervous. He had left her, and what if one of those creatures came and saw her? What would she do? Groaning she walked down the hallway until she found the door, the sapphires door he had said, it was beautiful. She loved sapphires and this door was like a fantasy, putting a hand to it, it was cold as well. She wondered if he meant to wait inside our outside of it. Not taking a chance she leaned against the wall next to the door and waited.
Eve's gaze followed him as he walked towards the fountain. His voice rang in her head again, speaking of his family and who the two demons were. She listened as he explained, her heart sunk. How is this normal!? Oh wait; he’s not normal, is he! She rolled her eyes when he laughed aloud. How the fuck could anyone be proud of being choked while giving birth. The male of the two did look like he had won a victory, she shook her head. A King? Of course he was, just her luck to be captured by a King, and a Demon at that. She went rigid when he walked behind her. Her mouth went dry when she felt his presence so close to her again.

Eve wanted to slap his hand away, but the way he held her there meant that if she tried, he wouldn't be very accepting of it. She could already see he was irritated by her fear of childbirth from him. Her mouth made a frown at the thought. His voice rang in her head again. Many would what? Want to be his grandmother, who in the right fucking mind would want that. Eve’s temper was rising now. He was making fun of her, and basically telling her she wasn't even close to being in the league as a ‘permanent’ mate for him. Was this his way of letting her know she had only one purpose and that was to entertain him as his prisoner? Wonderful, now she truly believed this was hell. Without warning, through his revere of words his hand found her hip, forcing on it she winced in pain as he knees buckled. Her knees smacked against the ground hard. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes again, then his hand was in her hair pulling on her curls, her face pulled up to look into his.
Her eyes narrowed in frustration. Her breath coming out in puffs from her nose, she was genuinely pissed off now, more than she had been in years. He made her heart clench when he spoke of not even thinking twice about her in that way. She closed her eyes in an effort not to roll them at him, he was in a ripe mood and she’d rather rest at least once before her minds will left her. He’d have her if he wanted her huh? We’ll see about that she said, opening her eyes again once he let go. She fell onto her butt, looking at the statue again she let out an indignant snort. He thinks that she’ll run? After this bullshit he just said to her, she had half a mind to do it just to piss him off more, but the punishment he mentioned sounded worse than the last he had used against her, and she was to tired to run anyhow. Her whole body felt like a lead brick. Standing she looked towards the castle, he had walked towards the backside of it, two enormous doors were flung open by what appeared to Minotaur’s.
Her mind a buzz in questions about the origins of those creatures, she had a fondness for Greek mythology and it spoke about beasts similar to them. She shook her head, shaking her curious brain; his voice rang out again to tell her to hurry. She rolled her eyes this time, not caring if he saw or not form this distance. Fuck you, I’m coming. She had an idea now that he was either reading her mind now or she was just to open with her expressions. A bath did sound good though, and some clean clothes wouldn't be bad either. Breaking into a job she caught up with him, she looked at the two doors, now that she as closer she noted the diamonds and rubies embedded into the tall black marble doors and sighed, this was it, she was sure she’d never leave this place now. “I think I’d like a bath first.” Her stomach wasn't really in the best shape right now.


Once they were at the hospital, Gwen had at least six vials of blood taken and she was truly weak now. She scoffed at the amount they had to take. Being put in her own private room had taken at least an hour. She would remember that for future investments. More staff. All of her tests are negative, except a bit of small doses or radiation, which weren't awful but still needed to be thought about, only one more test to go and they could leave. Groaning she looked to her pretend lover, Noah. "We'll be able to go home soon, sweetie, thank you for taking care of me. You will be staying with me tonight right?" She asked her eyes looked glossy with tears.
Then, outside in the beautiful landscape, a dark figure, standing on the top of a mountain staring right back at Drew. Its piercing red eyes staring into him, hard. The body was sculpted muscle, it look dangerous, the entire mountain seemed to take on a eerie and dark feeling. Evangeline gasped, she could feel it too. Goliath had taken a spot under a table yelping. The figure put its hand out, saluted Drew and then was gone, just as fast as it had come. Evangeline walked over beside him, her limbs numb in fear she put a hand to the window, her eyes scanning the woods around them and the surrounding area, when he wasn't around she let out a small sigh. "Did he see you?"
She grabbed a pillow and put her face into it, her eyes peering out at him over it. "I don't know just yet, but I can keep reading until I find out, also that's good, if you feel even the slightest bit different, just tell me." She, mumbled grabbing the journal with one hand, while her face was still in the pillow she began to read, "Also don't mind me, you can go do whatever you like in here, as long as you stay inside." Her eyes told him she was smiling behind the pillow.
Evangeline shook her head and smiled at him, "I'm fine Drew, but are you feeling alright, any dizziness or nausea?" She had to be sure he could hold this up, if not they would have to rely on the book somehow to figure out how to keep themselves hidden.
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