Some FUN stuff08:11 May 01 2006
Times Read: 920
found on the site called Romance By You
here is mine, and i chose to use the vampire one. You type your name in and a sort of discription and it takes part of the novels out and puts your names and discriptions in them.
here's mine:
Elizabeth and Justin meet at the library...
Spying a dusty red binding on the lower shelf, Elizabeth pulled at the tightly wedged volume. Unbeknownst to her, her jostling had caused a book to dislodge and tumble from its precarious position on the top shelf. Then she heard it – the sound of a sudden movement and leather against flesh. She looked up, surprised.
“What?” her blue eyes widened as she took in the sight.
“If I startled you, my apologies.” The man in dark silk smiled at her through electric blue eyes and then reached up toward the skewed shelf, adjusted it, and returned the book. His voice was like his clothing, soft, rich, almost beckoning. The dim light fell gently on his dark brown hair and shoulders. Impossibly wide shoulders...
Elizabeth felt her heart skip a beat; how picturesque. His arms seemed not to stretch as he reached to resettle the shelf. Watching from below, comprehension dawned, she tucked her red hair behind her ears in nervousness. Ah, the noise. She eyed the angle, and a shudder wracked her body. The whole shelf could have toppled were it not for this curious stranger. She had to clear her throat before she could speak, her mind filled with images of heavy, sharp-cornered objects landing on her head. “Thanks for the rescue,” Elizabeth said. Then with a grin added, “Quick hands.”
“Only when there is need, I assure you.” Justin Mairikia smiled, teeth reflecting bright in the dusty air, those broad shoulders casting a shadow over Elizabeth. He nodded in what might almost have been considered a bow and then turned sideways and was gone. One moment there, the next he’d vanished as though he’d never been...
Elizabeth and Battah : a little intellectual repartee...
A lascivious grin was spoiled by the frothy mustache Battah wore; cross-eyed, she glared at it, twisting up her mouth, remnants of her latte still clinging to her lips.
“Do stop licking your lips that way; some man might get the right idea about you, and then where would you be?” Elizabeth was only half kidding, blue eyes ablaze.
“Where every cat longs to be, my sweet innocent little bookworm. Completely in the cream.” She batted her eyelashes outrageously making Elizabeth laugh.
“So, your date last night?”
“Oh, it was perfect. A perfect catastrophe,” Battah grinned. “I told you he was in the adult education program, right?” She waited for Elizabeth to nod, all-the-while choking on her own laughter. “Well, we finally got around to talking about what he studies.” Giggles began to emerge, making her slur her words. “That yummy little Brad-Pitt-in-Thelma-and-Louise I was drooling over is here studying to become a priest!”
“Oh, no!” Elizabeth sat back and burst into laughter of her own. “What did you do?”
“Oh, I merely suggested that an in-depth knowledge of temptation and sin might help in his work. I even offered to give him a guided tour.”
“You didn’t!” It was purely rhetorical; knowing Battah, Elizabeth was quite sure she had. “What did he say?”
“I thought I heard ‘get thee behind me’, but he was running the other way, so I could be wrong.”
If Elizabeth hadn’t already finished her drink, she’d have choked...
Justin has Vampire Lust...
Justin sighed. He longed to go to Elizabeth, to comfort her, to caress her, but he could not, and so he remained outside, just below her window, watching and listening. He thought of her silky red hair and dancing blue eyes. His mouth filled with the bittersweet taste of longing. The first flush of dawn chased him away, but before he left, he thrust a note beneath her window sash.
I have watched from the shadows;
you are brighter than sunlight.
It might have been more poetic than literal, but he meant it truly; hers was a warmth that would not burn him to ash – though it did seem to have seared its way into his heart.
Justin – the first bite...
Justin looked at Elizabeth , blue eyes bright with passion; his hands shook. “Are you sure?”
She took his face in her hands, drew him near for a kiss as she gazed into his blue eyes. His fangs fully extended; she traced them with her tongue, loving the taste of him. “I am.” It felt like a vow. “I love you.” Elizabeth ran her fingers through his dark brown hair then pulled him to her.
He stood it as long as he could, then another moment longer. But finally he had to move, or come undone.
Justin trailed kisses along her collarbone, nibbled her earlobe, making his way to the nape of her neck. Elizabeth moaned beneath his attention, the sound making him shake with yearning, thirst, desire, and love. He hesitated for one eternal moment, fangs extended to their full length, throbbing, dripping the essence of his need onto Elizabeth , her perfect skin glistening in the dim light. Slowly, but with nothing of uncertainty – he bit down not quite tenderly, knowing she would enjoy the feel of his teeth – but carefully to cause no pain. His fangs sank within her, pressed home, revealing incredible sensations for both lovers, a new consummation. Her heartbeat raced through them both. Elizabeth kept her back straight and her shoulders remained still, but her thighs and hips rolled sensuously as music moved through her and her blood sang...
Here's my midieval one:
Medieval Passion describes the timeless romance of the ever so whimsical Lady Elizabeth and Mairikia Malicedee, heir to one of the largest, most magnificent estates in all of England.
Sit back and relax as you journey back through the ages to the regal setting of the late 1400s… a time of courage, honor, chivalry and true romance!
Chapter One ... Lady Elizabeth, Battah and Laika the wonder cat
"What's that look for?" Elizabeth asked.
Battah merely shrugged, concealing her face from Lady Elizabeth as she bent down and began to pet Laika. "All I'm saying is that you should give the Marquis a chance," Battah defended.
"A chance?" Elizabeth repeated angrily, her blue eyes ablaze. "Tomorrow I am to be officially betrothed and in less than a week I will be Lord Coventry's wife!"
"Well, that gives you seven days to grow to like him." Battah replied with a devilish grin. But Elizabeth only glared back.
'A week,' Laika thought, surveying the floor for fallen bits of pork rind. 'Seven days of feasting and then on to our new Lord's castle in Coventry to retire to a life of luxury. What more could a cat possibly ask for? What more could Elizabeth want...' Laika jumped up onto the bed and stretched out once again.
"Don't you worry sweetheart," Elizabeth whispered, gently pulling Laika closer, "I'll find a way to get us out of this, you just wait and see. We won't go to some big old castle in Coventry without a fight."
'Does this mean there won't be a banquet?' Laika wondered in dismay, but the fire in the hearth had been reduced to glowing embers and snuggling against the warm body of Lady Elizabeth was far too much for any cat to resist. Laika slowly drifted off...
Chapter Three... Elizabeth & Mairikia - the first encounter
...A rut in the road caused the carriage to lurch violently and Lady Elizabeth was flung backward, her hands grasping for the satin upholstery over her head. But again it was Mairikia that saved the day, catching Elizabeth up in his arms as the carriage careened over the rut, finally righting itself onto the pathway.
Gathered in a reckless embrace Elizabeth held to Mairikia, golden tassels twisted against the length of her fingers in one hand, blonde locks of his hair in the other. In the midst of her own ill considerations of him, she discovered in fear that she relished the touch of this bold Marquis ... more than what the love of another man would readily grant forgiveness.
Elizabeth lost the strength to ask that Mairikia stop as his lips reached the curve of her neck. She felt his royal hands explore her bare legs beneath the cover of her gown. Beyond all sense of reason, his lips met with hers, eager for her unforeseen delicacies ...
Chapter Ten .. Love triumphs for Lady Elizabeth & Mairikia
...Rose petals lay scattered across the bed and the sweet scent of roses overwhelmed them. Mairikia slowly moved his hand, tracing the gentle slant of her shoulder, the delicate curve of her neck and the sweep of her jaw. Softly, Mairikia brushed a lock of auburn hair from her forehead as he looked into her breath-taking blue eyes.
"We've already wasted so many nights," Mairikia admitted, gathering Elizabeth in his strong arms.
Elizabeth gazed back, and in a whisper replied, "What is but one night in the history of England, my lord..."
Mairikia finished the sentence, "...but another night stolen from our bed."
Elizabeth could feel the beating of his heart and the warmth of his desire surround her. She reached up and tilted his head, bringing him closer, his mouth a breath away as she uttered the words that would keep Mairikia with her, warmly by her side for the length of the night and forever...
And here's my Western one:
In the 1800s, Pandora Kaiio is the savvy, stunning saloon owner who, on the advice of her best friend Mandy, dares to give love one more chance. When Dan Adkie rides into town on the rails of the new railroad, his smile steals our heroine's heart - but his holster is loaded with a secret that could blast away her livelihood!
Can Pandora trust a man who may ultimately destroy her? Will Dan choose business or pleasure before his secret is revealed? Saddle up for love, passion and humor!
Pandora had to admit he was a rather attractive man, neatly attired in denim and leather. She scanned his athletic frame and stopped at an arresting pair of blue eyes peeking out beneath a rather large cowboy hat, set atop dark brown hair. The stranger approached the bar, wearing a smoldering smile across a handsomely rugged jaw.
"What can I do for you?" she said coolly.
"What's your specialty," he flirted, leaning against the bar, flashing his big blues.
"Sarcasm," was the sharp reply. "Care for a double?" Pandora had spent the morning cleaning the saloon's eaves troughs and was feeling filthy, embarrassed and annoyed all at the same time. She was in no mood for flirtation.
Put in his place, Dan cleared his throat and introduced himself as Dan Adkie, a foreman with the Grand Humber railroad. "Ma'am, just call me Dan," he said, trying to make amends.
"Well the guy you're looking for? The hotel manager? That's me. I'm also the owner, Pandora Kaiio," she said coolly, giving a little and extending her hand.
Pandora and Mandy discussing Dan the hottie!
So distracted was Pandora by her conversation with Dan that she had forgotten Mandy awaited her return on the other side of the kitchen door. Her friend leaned against the stove, arms folded with an amused grin on her lips. With a concerned look barely masking a huge smirk, Mandy asked, "What's that in your eye?"
Pandora stopped and blinked her blue eyes - she didn't seem to have anything in her eye, but before she could reply Mandy broke in with a smile. "I think it's a twinkle!"
"Did you listen to our entire discussion?" Pandora scolded.
"Well, yeah," Mandy replied.
After Mandy took care of one of the saloon's patrons, the two old friends gossiped in the kitchen about the evening's events.
"He's okay if you like that type," Mandy said.
"Oh, you still see Dan as that type?"
"No, a different type now," she elaborated. "Y'know, the charming, handsome, gentlemanly type. You're right. I think I've changed my mind. I want him for myself now!" They chuckled youthfully and Pandora felt the heat rise in the kitchen or did she just blush?
Pandora and Dan - a late night surprise
Dan was completely distracted by the vision before him. Pandora stood against a tree, the breeze blowing her robe open exposing her thin cotton nightdress, making it clear there was little or nothing between her haloed body and the white fabric. Pandora suddenly became very conscious of that same fact. The combination of the cool breeze, her moment of fright and the excitement of a man's forbidden gaze made her skin tingle and her breasts strain against her night shirt. In the shadows she could not see his eyes drift over her shapely body, but she could feel them just the same.
"Are you cold?" Dan said, breaking the awkward silence. He removed his overcoat and carried it to Pandora, the moonlight reflecting majestically off her red hair.
"Yes, thank you," she replied. Her hands were cold but there was a warmth building from within. Every other part of her body seemed confused by the circumstances...
your a guerdian angel. Guardian Angels love to guard for people and there beloved ones. They can kill very good but haven't got special powers and can't do magic. they are strong and have a nice body.Take this 
Carson, the son of a Sioux Shaman & a Gerakian Katagari. His mother died not long after his birth & his father raised him alone. Once he fell into puberty, his father took him to Sanctuary so that the Peltiers could help him 'adjust' to his newfound powers. The cross mixture of his blood has left him with a few strange tendencies... which causes him to spend a lot of time alone. He now helps both Arcadian and Katagaria. He hopes to one day find a way to bring peace to the two groups.Take this 
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