Agar Fan Fiction : )

you know you all love it : ))))

Agar Fan Fic. by Vortican Todd
The sun filtered through the thick forest canopy, creating dappled shadows on the back of a majestic black panther as he silently stalked a small brush deer. Muscles coiled, he prepared to pounce, licking his chops at the thought of a warm breakfast. Suddenly, a strange rustling noise startled deer. Growling in frustration, the panther launched into pursuit. Hunter and prey rounded the top of a small hill, and the panther thrust into a leap with all his strength intending to catch his meal in one fell swoop.As he crashed through the undergrowth, the panther beheld the source of the earlier noise. A woman in a burgandy cloak knelt of the grass, inspecting the blossoming vanilla orchids. With a sharp yelp of surprise, the panther quickly sheathed his claws and relaxed his muscles as he barreled into her. Not wanting to injure an innocent bystander, he wrapped his massive paws gently around her as they fell and twisted in the air so that he struck the hard ground first. The impact knocked the air from his lungs.Coughing, the panther gasped for breath, desperately trying to fill his lungs with air. In his pain and shock, he nearly forgot about the woman, until he felt the touch of slender fingers upon the thick velvet fur of his shoulders."Easy now, take a deep breathe," she said while helping him roll to his side.He had expected her to run away, but she remained seated by his side as his breathing slowly returned to normal. Her hood slipped off her head, revealing the delicate pointed ears of an elf. Her sparkling violet eyes met his icy blue ones, yet she did not turn away in fear, rather, to his surprise, she apologized!"I am very sorry, sleek hunter," she began with a slight smile, " not only did your meal escape you, but you have caused yourself injury to protect me." The panther was glad for his jet pelt as he felt embarrassment burn upon his skin. Rising to his feet, he felt that he needed to explain himself properly. The air around him began to shimmer like a summer mirage and an awkward stretching sound accompanied his change. His features shifted from that of panther to a human man. He shyly ran his fingers through his tousled chestnut hair, still dusty from their fall."My lady, please do not apologize to me!" he blurted out, "If I had been paying more attention to my surroundings, I never would have knocked you down. Please forgive me!"Although she kept her eyes fixed to his face, the woman's lips quirked into an impish smile as she slowly unfastened her cloak and held it out to him.His blue eyes widened in horror as he realized that he stood before wearing nothing but his smile. This time he had not black fur to conceal his embarrassment, his skin flushed bright red, from head to toe. Stuttering and stumbling over another apology, he snatched the cloak from her and quickly wrapped it around himself.She laughed and the joyous sound prompted him to join in with his baritone laughter as well.Regaining control, she cleared her throat and bowed with a flourish."Allow me to introduce myself. I am Elise, daughter of the Lord and Lady of the Wood. Do not trouble yourself to much, sir! I have been an emissary to various were tribes for many years, and I know that you are comfortable in your skin alone, no matter your form. Even now I am looking for the pride of werepanthers lead by Blue-eye with a message from my parents.""Then, my lady, fortune has smiled upon you!" he replied. "My name is Agar and I am a member of the very pride that you seek. I would be happy to escort you to our home. Please consider it in exchange for my carelessness.""Well then, perhaps fate has brought us together...literally!" she said as her laughter rang out again.Agar smiled in spite of the renewed blush upon his cheeks, Elise's joyeous nature was infectous. "This way, my lady Elise! See if you can keep up!" he called playfully. While still wrapped in Elise's cloak, he quickly shifted back into panther form instantly becoming entangled in its velvet folds.Elise gently aided his struggle for freedom and placed her cloak upon her own shoulder, "At this rate I could get the before my escort!" she joked.Agar looked over his shoulder as he stepped out in front, blue eyes shining with mischief. With a twitch of his tail he sprung forth and began to bound through the trees."Right behind you!" Elise called as she took off after him.

I IMMENSLY ENJOYED this.

Olivia and Sphinx: TOO BAD!! I like em and it's not like i'm posting lyrics!
geez, just enjoy the fan fic.s i hope that Vortican continues... she can actually write very well.

Hugs and Kisses,

Asiat

too funny NOT to share

The Othello Rap [by the Reduced Shakespeare Co.]
[Sphinx had BETTER sing along - she knows this one!]
*warning, due to the content of the play.. this rap has some similar... content?]

Here's the story of a brother by the name of Othello
He liked white women and he liked green jello.
And a punk named Iago who made himself a menice
'Cause he didn't like Othello the moore of Venice.

And Othello got married to Des Demona
He took off to the wars and left her alone-a
It was a moan-a, a groan-a he left her alone-a
He didn't write a letter and he didn't tellaphone-a

Des Demona was pure, 'cause she was chastity tight,
She was the daughter of a Duke, yeh, she was TOTALLY WHITE
And Iago love Des-i like Adonis love Venus..
And Des-i loved Othello 'cause he had a big... SWORD!!

So Iago goes: I'm gonna shaft the moore.
How you gonna do it, tell us!
[Iago:] I know a tragic flaw that he's
Too damn jealous.
A-doo, a-do, a kind of a shmoo
So he found a trump-sucker by the name of
Cassi-YO.

So he clamps on him Des Demona's hand-er-ie-chief
So Othello gets to wonderin' just maybe if..
While he's been a fightin' - a man in the army..
Are Des-i and Cass playin' hide the salami?

So Othello goes home - he's got a pillow in her face.
He kills her an' soliloquises 'bout his discrace.
But there's Emilia @ the door...
Who he met in 'at four..
Who said you BIG DUMMY!
She weren't no whore!

She was pure,
She was clean,
She was virginal too,
So why'd you have to go
And make her face turn blue?

It's true.. It's you!
Now what'cha gonna do?

Othello says... dang this is getting pretty scary..
Pulls out his blade and commited hairy-cairy
Do that funky moore thing white boy
[that's so hot]

So Iago get caught, but he promtly cops a plea.
Loadin' up his bags and moves to Beverely..
Hills that is!

If you want to ACTUALLY listen to it, youtube is ALWAYS open : )

Hugs and Kisses,

Asiat

Five Min. to Midnight

by boys like girls... it's a great song actually : )

Yeh, Sphinxy dear, i no you don't like them!! or Good Charlotte...

okay... Vortican: IT'S DILLAN : ) but I'm SOOOO open to suggestions : )

Olivia: yeh romance has caught me and pulled... HARD!!!

now i'm listening to Hero/Heroine by BLG

and now INTO-ING my replacement:

Hugs and Kisses,

Asiat

speed writing : )

so i'm just gonna start writing and piece the scenes together as i go... this is b/c i can't leave my dog and HE'S NOT GOING MY ROOM!!! so i'm just dashing some poetry and scenes for Elf-Wise in here : ) enjoy!

Elise

Agar brought his face just mear inches from mine.
"Salwyn and Rawyn look very good tonight," I whispered, trying to deflect the conversation off me.
"I only have eyes for you tonight, Elise," he said softly. "How could you imagine anything less from me?" He wrapped his muscular arm around my waist as Feth picked up his violin.
Feth played one of his unbearably sweet songs - the ones he had composed for his mysterious love. Agar swayed slowly, leading me. I close my eyes and laid my head against his chest.
"What's wrong?" he asked, concern flooding his voice.
"Nothing, I just want to remember this night forever - well eight-hundred years, as long as I'll ever live," I said. Salwyn gave me a glare and Rawyn looked distant. Agar's brothers sat with them, looking surly because they would not dance.
"Don't say that," Agar said quietly, I almost did not hear it. "Don't say that, Elise."
"Why - why not? Is it bad to want to be with my husband - to remember him?" my voice shook with anger. He'd been becoming distant and I did not want to be heartbroken again.
"Because," Agar breathed. "Because." He would not - could not - continue, his eyes, still red-rimmed, shone with tears.
"Because what?" I said angrily. "What did she say?" I knew Salwyn had said something to make him be with this.
"Salwyn said that" - his voice broke - "she would kill you if I didn't leave you. You can't imagine what my life would be without you... what a dismal world it would be without you..." he trailed off.

I fainted. Feth ran to my side - he knew I was pregnant and I knew the danger.

"What did you do!" Feth roared. "What did you do to my sister!" Agar turned to me, two tears slidding simotaneously down his cheeks. He shook his head and ran away. Feth ran after him, with his inhuman speed and punched him hard, but I didn't care, maybe if Feth mangeld him a little, Salwyn would loose her taste for him. Salwyn changed, right there and then, and attacked Feth. Beline and Agar's brothers broke them. Feth's face would be scarred. Salwyn was just barely breathing. Agar was not there at all.

Beline carried Feth and I back to camp where we were treated for our wounds and my twins - Nela and Ivo - were born. Agar never knew, nor would he ever know.

now for some poetry.

a) Leavin you was the worst thing I could do

I miss you more than I should ...

More than you could know

b) I could care less what you think

My hatred has been brought to the brink.

I want to die; I want to sink.

c) Someday you'll be mine...

But then, you'll leave me behind.

All my love,

Asiat

[what's his face]

YOU ASKED FOR IT!!!

 

hhmmnn. one sec, i think i may have just found an old sketch of him - with his name...

 

okay...

 

Champagne Holton [Angel/Fairy]

 

Cloudy Claud [Human/Fairy]

 

[Claud's boyfriend] Felix Merits [Warrior/Warrior]

 

[Champagne's boyfriend] Kyle McAaden [Metamorph/Angel]

 

okay, descriptions of BODY!

 

Champagne:

Blonde; hazel eyes; pale skin; prominent cheek bones; slender; gently sloping shoulders... your A-TYPICAL beauty.

 

Claud:

clumsy; gothic; brown eyes; dyed black hair w/ white bangs; heavy eyeliner.

 

Felix:

ROL!!! broad shoulders; your average footballing-type; intense blue eyes; blonde hair [ not Claud's typical boyfriend ]

 

Kyle:

[fairy world]

cat ears, feline slitted eyes.

[human world]

dark hair, great jaw line; [your typical male model]; these really strange green eyes that seem to collect your thoughts and analyze them : )

 

PERSONALITY:

 

Champ:

your average confident teen - until she become what she truly is. then she's some confuzzled wreck... with fairy drugs & police *_*

 

Claud:

REALLY impoverished in the self-confidence area... meaning she thinks she an utterly useless creature and she's 'tried' to commit suicide more than once - Felix is her hero, but he loves her because she make him feel like he can do more than just look good... She thinks that it's pointless that ANYONE should love her... it's rather sad : ( [remind you of anyone??]

 

Felix: he loves... he wants to love, and Champ is MAKING him come out of that stupid pathetic shell that he's been in for the past FOREVER! Champ made him realize that Claud NEEDS someone to make her feel that there is a reason to live. : ( <333

 

Kyle: He stays w/ Champ because he needs her... her sense of humor and fun; he's your average Edward Cullen. He's a psycho and needs a brain [which he actually has] that realizes that HE'S IN LOVE WITH HER!!!

 

well, that's all for now : ))

 

All my love,

 

Asiat 

Q & A

Champagne - the most dispondent and least human of all my characters. Champagne's father was an angel and her mother was a fairy. This was my 'good version' of Harry Potter - only slightly more romantic... I mean sure, she almost gets killed about seven times, but, hey, isn't that what every fairy princess has to go through?

Champagne was a human till her boyfriend, Charlie, broke up with her - she fainted and, while in the hospital healing from her concussion, she starts doing some very extraordinary things - her copy of Mansfield Park manages to float in mid-air from across the room into her lap. AmAzIng.

So, after all of Champagne's fretting that she's going mad, she meets [i don't have a name for him someone suggest something!!!] and she finds out that a) they go to the same school and b) he's a pure breed fairy.

uh oh.

So she and [what's his face] are also GOING to the same school: Aleah Academy for Fairies, Warriors, Centaurs, Angels, and Other Magical Creatures. She throws herself hard into the acedemics, but doesn't really get what Aleah, the city, has to offer when she become a full-time resident.
BOY OH BOY, she get a smack in the face when she's flung into the clutches of danger and horror...

Luna and her apprentice, Luna Lemondrop, are planning something sneeky. After all, Luna's homecidal mom was Champagne's mom's sister. Luna wants revenge and Champagne wants to drop out and give up the throw, but can't due to the fact that Luna - just like her mummy dear - is clinically mad.

So Champagne's boyfriend, [what's his face], and her best friend, Cloudy Claud, and her Claud's boyfriend, Dillan, all go on this all-out adventure to figure out how to keep Champagne alive without giving up the throne.

: )))))) Get it??

All my love,

Asiat

squee squee squee and more squees!

okay someone MURDER ME!!!

I FINALLY FINISHED NEW MOON!!! ome [o my edward!], yeh he can be a jackass, but he can be sooooo sweet to. the whole 'squee' thing is because that was what i was doing until 1:35 AM last night - i finished New Moon at 1:00 and decided to flush away writers block. i am also considering listening to some of Stephenie Meyer's music [ I already listen to MCR, so not that different a change : )] so as to 'stave away writer's block' as she says. I hope it works.

Olivia: Is that an Eclipse quote that was on ur facebook??? 2: HP??? i was just saying that since he makes all the potions...... *hint hint* and HP is SO awesome that I give him/J.K. Rowling credit for first inspiring me to write... and it's so true - CHAMPANGE ALL THE WAY!! i actually should start telling you all bout her.....

Steph: ROWLLLL out loud... i HEREBY DECLARE that lol should rol... i like it : )))))

so my dearest of dear minions,

ROL!

All my love,

Asiat ; )

MORE poetry!

[Female:]
Do you know why I love you?
Do you know that everytime I see you I loose control?
Do you know why I love you?
Can you tell me why because I don't know.

If I loose myself,
If I loose my heart
I'll come back to you
For you to give me a start.

Well,

Do you know why I love you?

Because

[Male:]

Do you know why I love you?
Do you know what I saw when we first met?
Do you know why I love you?
Why, you're the best a guy could get!

When I loose myself,
When I loose my heart
I come back to you
And your kiss gives me a start.

So,

Do you know why I love you?

Because.

OKAY!! that's all i have right now my dears: ))) i love and i'll see you later

All my love,
Asiat

awww!

okay everyone, since i've FINALLY got New Moon [2nd book of Twilight series!] i've been obsessed with this one line from Twilight.

 

so Edward says : "So the lion fell in love with the lamb."

 

Bella: "What a stupid lamb."

 

EDWARD: "What a sick, masochistic lion."

 

 

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

 

yeh i no i'm psyco. but is that my fault of Stephanie Meyers??? the aspiring author need help muchly so: (

 

 

BUT THERE IS GOOD NEWS TODAY!!!! and you'll all love it, my Minions!

 

 

i think that Harry Potter gave me Writer's Block Be-gone. IT'S GONE!!! i can write with words and they come out fluidly.

 

and i'm listening to this one interview w/ Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart and they're describing when they kiss [OMG! wat the heck, but everyone want to know!] and this part was COMPLETELY demented so funny.

 

"... And then it turns into like hell ... Like all kisses dude!" 

 

I'm sorry that just made me laugh SOOOO hard. you'd think Robert Pattinson [God forbid, Olivia, don't kill me!] actually had a personality ther! hahaha!

 

Though, i admit, he's got a nice laugh. : ))) 

 

OK just saying b4 i completely bore the crap out of you, that 'Chapter 1 of Elf Wise' b4 i posted it i should have told you if chapter 1 of part II so..... DONT KILL ME!! the begining is a lot more action packed than Chapter 1.

 

All my love,

Asiat. 

 

PS: i couldn't resist...

 

  

 

Agar says hi.

Agar, Agar and MORE Agar!!!

on recent instruction to grab as many details of Agar as possible by Vortican [who i just saw like an hour ago...] here is everything I can currenty THINK OF!

 

 a little of our all fav-ed Robert Pattinson - or Edward Cullen, whoever you choose. Agar's got the same smoldering amber eyes [which you cannot see in this photo!] that makes girls squee w/ deight.

Next up:

 

 

 VORTICAN don't murder me... it is, of course, Ben Barnes aka Prince Caspian - the hair the hair the HAIR!!! Agar has the most gorgeous  black hair that makes you go [literally] mad.  ;The perfect curves that just create this 'M' around his incandescent face... O M A [o my Agar!] 

 

 

   AND it's just got to have this guy's nose and forearms [ i don't think Agar could live without them : ) ]

 

o and just one more thing...

 

 

YOU

  

CAN'T

 

 

 

FORGET Agar's perfectly marvelous other side - he is a were-panther after all....

 

So I bid the farewell and pleasant dreams [of our current subject : )]

 

All my Love,

 

Asiat

okay...

TAKE CHILL PILLS!!!!

SPHINXY DEAR: no, you're not sarcastic - I AM THOUGH!!!! u should no that : ( : )

Vortican: OMG!!! i envy you... posting is hard when you have school work : )

EVERYBODY ELSE: my phyz. ed. teacher is balistic and need a shrink... i mean he thought that we were 'uncooperative and childish' and he wants the same respect that he gets from us when the principal is around... boy CHILL PILLL....

srry for not posting - apparently i am expected to post when no one else does... those who do not post or choose not to give me their blog {SPHINX!!!} this does not apply to you.

All my love,
Asiat

PS: Robert Pattinson photos anyone??? Twilight [the movie] comes out on November 21st!!!

hello again.

i cannot express how much i miss you all. perhaps it is the song i'm listening to or just that i miss you plain and simple. [crowd of blogees: awwwwww] more elf-wise coming.

DID ANYONE FEEL TENSION??? or that the heartbrokenness is overwhelming? i want you to feel like your heart has been ripped and severed. i hope that i can capture that.

all my love,
Asiat.

Coke.... or Pepsi?

since half of you are obsessed w/[...edward cullen...] SURVEYS! i was at my bookfair and got this quiz book. soo awsome.
ill post a couple of questions when i can.

so...

what's more romantic?

a. poem.
b. roses.
c. a song dedicated to you.

so C. for me.

meanest thing you did as a kid...

[Fill in the blank] slapped a boy... after he kissed me.
[give me credit i was in preschool and hated guys.]

Aliens land and ask you to leave with them. Do you go?

yes or no?

YES!!!

why?

BECAUSE LIFE ON EARTH SUCKS... i wanna see teh world... don't worry, i'll still blog ya'll.

Favorite writing instrument?

blue gel pen/ black pen.


NYONE WHO READ THIS HAS TO POST A COMMENT W/ THEIR ANSWERS!!!

all my love,
ASIAT.

beauty; love; my inspiration.

or so says Agar.... the new Edward Cullen.... I already love him...

Chapter 1
Elise

Autumn branches lifted towards the sky. A thick mist filled the air. The sky was a dark foreboding grey and it contrasted against the brightly colored leaves. My fingers delicately touched each other as I held them stiffly together at my waist. My mouth was pressed into what seemed like an everlasting frown and anyone who knew and elf would be able to tell that I was sad. Perhaps they might guess I was heartbroken. If they did as such, they would be right.
My burgundy cloak kept the dampness from my clothes, but it did not keep the damp from my heart. I pulled the hood of my cloak further over my ears. They had a sharp point and I did not like when people who stared, so I kept my ears covered. I was very alert – and I knew why – I wanted to see him again. Every time I heard the slightest sound – every single cracking twig and crunching leaf – I would turn and my heart would break all over again. Because I knew, I knew that he would not be there to take me in his arms.
My heart was like the Tree of Anadora, forever bleeding tears. I imagined him – every curve of his face; his gentle façade; his intense blue eyes and long black eyelashes. My heart was a dam – and his face was a deep crack that made tears gush forth. My mind wandered to when we had parted. He had said nothing until I guessed. His eyes had red rims and dark shadows from lack of sleep.
Questions filtered through my head. The dam’s crack grew wider. The strings of my heart had been severed and were hemorrhaging. Why had he said those things? Did he mean it when he said that he never wanted to see me again? But an even bigger question lingered:

Had he ever loved me at all?


Agar
I stood behind the thickest oak tree I could find. I wanted to surprise her – see those perfect plump lips spread and form an elegant smile. Elise. I wanted her to look up at me through those eyelashes. I wanted her. I longed for her. I peeked over the side of the trunk and made a big mistake – a twig cracked under my weight, sending echoes through the forest.
She turned my way and all I wanted to do was run to her and kiss her – until I saw her face. The once beautiful olive-toned skin was pale. Her cheeks were sunken in. Her lips did not purse or play into a crooked smile; they were hidden in a wave of agonistic pain. My heart broke. Tears brimmed my eyes. Her beautiful luminous violet eyes were blank and dead. Her posture held nothing but pain and sadness.
I felt the urge to sweep her into my arms and tell her that I would never leave her side again. I wanted to tell her so many things that I was not sure that I could say them all. I needed to tell her just one sentence. Three words, but it was overwhelmingly hard just to admit what I felt to myself. She looked so terrifyingly beautiful; so sad; so lost.
Another twig cracked behind me. I spun around because I knew that I had not broken it. Her eyes bored into mine and her slender fingers stretched over my mouth – but it was not who I wanted it to be. She smiled.
“Young-Eye,” she whispered. “We are here to help you.”
I turned to see the faces of my brothers and sisters.
“Blue-Eye,” I said bowing my head respectfully. “You do not have to do this.”
“We want you to be happy,” Blue-Eye said with a small frown. “Of all people you should know that when one member of the pack is unhappy, the entire pack is unhappy.” She gave me a rueful grin.
“Thank you,” I whispered, my tears coming back.
“Come, Agar,” she said, not using my pack name. “You have an elf to catch. I will show you where she is.”
“But she is right there…” I trailed off and pointed to where she had been, but she was not there. Red-Stripe, my brother, patted my back and motioned me to follow him and Blue-Eye. He and my pack-leader had loved each other from the beginning; I knew that they wanted me to be happy.


Elise

I had the positive sensation that someone was following me. As an elf, I would know, but every time I turned there was no one. No one was what I was scared about – I did not want to be alone. I walked along the path until I found the stream. I sat down beside it and cried for a time. I started analyzing why I had loved Agar. He could sneak up on me – and sometimes I liked to be scared, but only because I knew that I would find him there.
The water rushed, bubbling happily and I wondered how the water could be happy when I was not. Then I chided that I was not being logical. I did not want to be logical – I was sick and tired of doing the right thing, the logical thing. The water still continued its course too cheerfully.
I looked to a small part of the stream and uttered a spell. Agar’s face appeared – with red eyes and tears reflecting on the sparkling waters. Tears poured down my face. Then there was that presence again and I turned and was rewarded by a blank view of dying trees. I returned my gaze to the water, watching as Agar’s face faded on the water.
Tears slid down my face. Why did he have to hurt so much? I would have tried to ‘see’ him again, but the strength was just drained from me. I lay down on the grass. I couldn’t gather the courage and strength to get up, so I just lay there. There was another one of those twigs cracking, but I did not bother breaking my heart again. I felt something at my throat and my eyes fluttered open.


Agar

I brushed my fingers against her throat, but I swear I did not know she would act that way. She crawled away from me and breathed heavily, closing her eyes and opening them. Fighting tears.
“What are you doing?” Elise whispered so quietly that I could barely hear. “Your pack; your life; if you come back you… This must be a dream.” She uttered a spell that took away dreams, but I was still there. “No, no; go away!”
“Never,” I said. “How could I part myself with the other half of my heart? May I come to you, or will you snarl at me like a feline?”
“But it can’t be true!” she yelled. “I – I had just overcome the thought of not having you.” I came closer and brushed the tears that fell so freely from her eyes.
“No; that cannot be true,” I whispered. “I’ve missed you; I hope that you missed me too. My heart would break if I was more in love with you than you were with me.”
She was silent. She looked so different. I could see the fear in her eyes when she saw me. I came closer and brushed my nose and lips against her jaw line – stopping at the tip of her jaw. I gently pressed my lips against her cheek; then I drifted towards her lips.


Elise

“May I?” he whispered. I was so frightened; it was all so unexpected.
I was so frightened that I could not even answer him. All I could to was nod. He hesitated and I just stood there. He pressed on. It was one of the most sensational feelings I had ever had; I rode on a tidal wave of pleasure.
“Thank you,” he murmured, just loud enough for my elfish ears to hear. He smiled, “Not so bad; was it?”
I only managed to nod. When would I stop feeling intimidated by him?
“Agar, I’m sorry,” I whisper. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, dear heart,” he replied.

He kissed me again, only sweeter and softer. I took his hand in mine and began tracing his blue veins and reaching up my hand to brush his cheek. He was just so beautiful. I could not imagine anyone better. I breathed his sweat and love in; the most beautiful medicine ever.

now that wasn't so bad now was it?

i would do ANYTHING for a guy like this... i guess that's why i made him and like him so much : )

All my love,

Asiat.

new fav. word to describe this:

Amazing.

since this color print works best : ) tabby cat, our dear, wrote this - yes a little racey, but soooooooooooooooooo worth it.

“Andy lets go to the beach” said Melinda. “Sure baby” replied Andrew. They set off to the beach in Andrew’s red Ferrari. When they got there no one else was there. “Why is the beach so empty?” asked Melinda. “Well sweetie pie, it is November and not everyone loves the beach as much as you do” replied Andrew. “I guess the less people here the more fun we can have” she answered as she ran towards the water while removing her clothes. She splashed around in the freezing water and asked “Are you coming in baby or are you going to stand there all day?” Before she was finished speaking, he had started running straight for her. The next thing she knew, he kicked off his shoes and jumped into the water fully clothed. “Catch me if you can” she yelled and started swimming away. She knew she never stood a chance. Andrew had been on the swim team in high school and college and had won many medals. He caught her in a matter of seconds. “I am claiming my prize” he said right before he kissed her. Melinda broke off the kiss and dunked him under the water. Sputtering for breath, he asked “What was that for?” “We never agreed to terms” she replied sweetly. He kissed her again. “I love you” she said. “I love you, more” he replied before kissing her again. “I want you naked” she said. “I want to be naked” he replied as he pulled his shirt over his head. She undid his belt and pulled his pants and boxers off in one swift motion. She reached down to touch him. “Beep, Beep, Beep.” Andrew jumped awake and smacked his alarm to turn it off.


NEXT:

Elf-Wise if I ever finish that damn first chapter.

All my love.
Asiat.

PUR-fectly Autum.

so today was - is - the perfect day. AuTuM. It just screams it.

The dark foreboding grey sky.

and - God favors me with rain - so it drizzled all day.

Today is my brother's 16th birthday [i know, we're getting SOOOO old!]

and even better [I find this amazingly funny!] the Carrick football team was playing in the football stadium that i like to call my backyard and their band was playing the bagpipe. it was halarious because I was outside reading Twilight and fantasizing about Edward's amazing-ness [I'm playing baseball for all you ppl who have read it already!] .

o did anyone notice something different?

Perhaps Elf-Wise?

All my love,

Asiat.

HELLO poetry...

AFTER White Oak Press decided to publish my works, I've become more dazzling in my work.

Give me reason
Give me right
Help me
Make it through the night.
Help me
Recover my sight.

but now my reason goes away
My rights turn to grey
The night passes on
All that's left of me is gone.

Silver rain
All unexplained
Too much pain
I want to see you again.

An now my reason goes away
All my rights turn to grey
And as the night passes on
All that's left of me is gone.

I don't think that I
Can make it through
Seems so hard to anything
Without you.

I see our fingers
Entwine
My heart in yours
You heart in mine
As as my memory slips
Reality takes grip.

I don't think that I that I can make it through.
Seems so hard to not be with you.
And as I see your eyes
I see that which I idolize.

[whisper/sing]

And as you wrap your arms
Round me
I see that only you
Can set me free.

Break my heart-strings
Make me fly
Together we live
Together we will die.

Perfection is not what I wanted.
I wanted a person as flawed as me.
And now you are not a god in disguise
you are just like me and I - I
Love you.

All my love, mionions,

Asiat.

Hello... I've fallen in love...

most of you have heard that before. and those of you who have heard it on Olivia's blog will know what I'm putting on here. I'm reading Twilight and have fallen head-over-heals in love with read the words on that lovely photo and you will know who. I admitt that I don't usually go for the famous books, but after people's much begging, [Olivia, Katie] I decided that the next friend I saw reading it, I would kindly borrow [steal] it - but only to get it over with.

 

Julie was my victim. She had it and had gotten it from Sage. Really, I don't think what I did qualified as begging, but let's just say it was. We called up our beloved Sage, and she saved the day by saying that YES! [honestly, though, I feel sorry for her - I sounded competely demented on the phone due to the fact that I'd been talking non-stop about the amazing 6-day suicidal-free-ness!]

 

So I'm reading it - so far BoRiNg!!! and then.... a guy with charcoal black eyes and tousled brunette hair.... and then my [newest] favorite eye color [actually due to song of the sparrow TRISTIAN!!!] of amber. So I read on much more interested than before. I do see Bella's point... Edward has that angry quality that gal fall for.

 

Again I read with my intensening intrest.... I won't give it away I SWEAR!!!! but something [that leaves dents in a car...] completely caught my heart strings and pulled really, REALLY hard. That was when I knew that I had fallen.... for Edward Cullen.

 

It was strange - I've fallen for vampires and bad boys and both, but he was    so             different.

 

DON'T worry though, I'm still obsessed with all your favorites:

 

      

 

I hope I got them all. : ) just my dream guy is SOOOOOOOOOO awesome.

 

 oh and i've got to add this, since none of you have read Song of the Sparrow yet [i can lend it to you!]

 

 

 

 

 

 

All my love, minions dear,

 

Asiat. <3

just got to say, my dears!

we hit 103 posts!!!!

now isn't THAT amazing? now i'm checking all ur blogs: i don't care if ur busy - ur getting a serious comment to start writing and commenting.

All my love,
Asiat.

Music Therapy

i guess i can say that music therapy is the best. you all know that i can be depressed... but here's the unnofficial cure for everything. do i sound wako? well i am, but i've been depression-free for four days.

it's amazing.

i know it is.

All my love,

Asiat.

be angry or be happy...

but at least be something that i'm doing something. Yeh, me dears, it is definetly is true that the writers block is the most difficult disease to cure.


but it is also true that one song [book, inspirational quote ext...] can be the perfect medicine.





I can write again.





I found my medicine.





the song is 'My Immortal' [second song: 'the diary of jane' by breaking benjamin....] ... it is beautiful, but it expresses the true depth of Assassin's Promise. I've started it yet again [: (] but this time it is so much more about Adala feeling [and needing to feel] everything that has hurt her to the soul. Raphael/Helios, the death of her sister, Riana [ yes she is the reason for Adala's psuedonym] and having to deal with her work.





Adala - whilst being kidnapped - greatly mourns her sister. She was the King's first wife and she was bearing the heir to the throne. but she was also the only person who knew the dark secrets that lurked deep in Adala's heart. Who will fill that gap now?





Now her sister is dead and she is still not believing that she will make it out alive... she knows that she has to live through the torturers because she has to tell the King that his wife is dead.





While in the captor's net, she is in the same cell as a dashingly radiant young man named Helios. He is a bard. He and Adala fall in love, but will not admit it to each other.





After a glorious fight, Helios decides that, since he can't convince Adala to leave with him, that he must leave himself. He fakes the plauge and is immediately thrown overboard. Amazingly, he survives a trechorous storm and resumes his barding - but still holds the pain of Adala in his heart; he even takes on his real name [there are a lot of psuedonyms in here!] ... Raphael. He does all of these things because he can't deal with the fact that Adala didn't love him... but he doesn't know that she does love him.



He tries to find her, but never does.



Adala - her captors realize - is part of that ever elusive mystery that surrounds the Isle. They want desperately to stop it; they've enjoyed the war and all that it has brought to their pouches. But what 'they' don't realize is that they are part of it too.

They poison Adala so that if she recognizes any of the other of the inheriters to kill them. The only cure [plain and simple just like me!] is parsley tea... nothing else, even other parsley medicines.

wow that has taken all day to write.

g2g anymore questions just email or call or POST COMMENTS!!!

Much Love<3,
Asiat.

because.

because this is one of the most tragic and beautiful love songs i have EVER heard [and that's saying a lot!]

You Could Be Happy
by Snow Patrol

You could be happy
And I won't know
But you weren't happy the day I
Watched you go.

And all the things that I wish that I
Had not said
Or played in lips till it's madness
In my head.

Is it to late to remind you
How we were
And on our last days of silence
A screaming blur.

Most of what I remember
Makes me sure.
I should have stopped you from walking
Out that door.

You could be happy
I hope you are.
You've made me happier
Than I've been by far.

Somehow everything I own
Smells of you.
And for the tiniest moment
It's all not true.

Do the things that you've always
Wanted to.
Without me there to hold you back
Don't think, just do.

More than anything I want to
See you, girl.
Take a glorious bite out of
The whole world.


THE END!!

isn't it sweet?? my fav line in all of poetry is everything that I own smells of you..
it's sooooo sweet!

Much Love<3,
Asiat.

hahahah!

i guess tabby cat is excited!!! i no, the adventure in being published is half the fun!!! and i love my new layout {inspired by tabbycat truly!} also, i'm having a swell day {not as sick as i was, but not well either, i almost went home early : ) but not because i was sick.}

Nyways, life is awesome at the moment.... one day of continued depression sobriety

and many thanks to all those ppl that kept me from killing myself [i don't say THAT lightly!]

[tabitha, sage, you know who you are!] i love you all, though.

Much Love<3,
Asiat.

PS.: I found that having a zeal for life is soooooo much better than not having it!

PSS.: i am no longer boycrazy: ( yeh, that means that there's no more David/RA/Jonas/Joe obsession.... o well, we can't all be for the boys now can we?

do you love me or do you love me?

okay this is the announcement of the day:

do you remember cold hard stones? that poem that i wrote for our tabby cat?

well, i sent it in to White Oak Press and it is now going to be published. {i promise you can look at the book...} It's not a big thing for me, after all, i've been published before...

up ahead... more Minion Journals and Daily Buzz.

Much Love<3,
Asiat.