Author has written 10 stories for Forbidden Game series, Harry Potter, Vampires, Peter Pan, Breakfast Club, Splintered Series, Lost Boys, and Port Charles.
[Formally known as:
Ice Winter Eyes
The heart of a writer comes from their feelings and emotions with a vast imagination to fill the void of a blank, white page. Characters develop from parts of a personality and stories are shaped by dreams and vivid fantasies that are brought to life through a writers touch. Histories are created and events shape the character into a world molded from our own minds.
That is the beauty of being a literary writer.
I AM BACK
I had a huge spiel ABOUT my absence but of course fanfiction didn't save it all. How convenient. Grr. So, that being said I will give it to you in short:
Crapola that lead to a writers block.
Job. Job. Job.
Family ish stuff.
Friends. More friends.
Love. More Love. Not sorry.
STORIES STILL ALIVE:
THE FORBIDDEN GAME IV: A ROLL OF THE DICE: Currently undergoing revision
HUSHED WHISPERS: Going to be continued until venue of publication begins.
THE OTHER LAND: Going to be continued until publication begins.
Just a little tidbit about moi:
Started on fanfiction: 16
Most hated veggie: Broccoli
Favorite food: Gyros
Favorite color: Aquamarine
Favorite desert: Strawberry cheesecake
I am in love and have never been happier.
Sweet Evil trilogy by: Wendy Higgins
Nevermore. Enshadowed. Oblivion by: Kelley Creagh
Vampire Academy series by: Richelle Mead
Bloodlines. The Golden Lily. The Indigo Spell. The Fiery Heart. Silver Shadows (spin off) series by: Richelle Mead
Nocturne by: Syrie James
Rocked by: Cora Hawkes
The Forbidden Game trilogy by: L.J Smith
Secret Circle by: L. J Smith
Nightworld series by: L.J Smith
The Darkangel by: Meredith Ann Pierce
Fated by: Claudia Gray (For any Titanic lovers high recommend).
Evernight. Stargazer. Hourglass. Afterlife by: Claudia Gray
Marked. Betrayed. Chosen. Untamed. Hunted. Tempted. Burned. Awakened... (honestly stopped after lost interest). by: Kristin and P.C Cast
The Iron Fey saga by: Julie Kagawa
Wicked Lovely. Inked (rest got too boring) by: Melissa Marr
NEED. Captivate. Entice. Endure by: Carrie Jones.
The Left Behind series: Jerry B. Jenkins and Tim LaHaye
THE FORBIDDEN GAME IV: A ROLL OF THE DICE: Chapter Thirteen: Dark Reality to be posted soon.
HUSHED WHISPERS: To be decided.
The only HUSHED WHISPERS characters for viewing, the rest I leave to your imagination.
Written by: Me
The tears no longer fall
But I can hear the darkness call
I can feel my skin growing colder
No longer, will I get older.
My heart has taken it's last beat.
No longer, will I bleed.
My reflection glances back at me
An inhumane beauty I see.
I, forever trapped in a souless body.
I, falling into the abyss of death
As he said--
"It was meant to be."
Pain no longer affects me
Because of you, I no longer breathe
No longer, can I feel warmth.
No longer, can I hear my heart beat.
Your eyes held no remorse
Filled with nothing but greed.
Soon as you got what you wanted
My life was gone, left to remain haunted.
Though the years have gone by
From you I still hide.
Though I've finally escaped you--
I'll always fear.
Fear, someday you'll find me
Fear, I'll sense your presence near.
My love for you has withered.
Dear to me, you are no longer.
From whence you turned me, I became stronger.
No longer the prey
But condemned in the skin of a Hunter.
Beautiful, yet never aging
Frozen and unchanging
With no light to shed
I've been left to dwell in eternal darkness
As an immortal--
I am one of the Undead.
Written by: Me
I once fell
As if under a spell
The music bound me
The way you played was haunting
So much life and story to tell...
I began to wonder if you were even real
Whenever your eyes held mine I could feel the appeal
Your words were like a caress against my skin
Once a girl a guy could never win.
The songs you played and the look in your eyes
The twist of our lips sparked fire and ice
If I could've taken the pain away would you've been alright?
Maybe if I had let you hold me tight...
Driven by a darkness that encased you,
Your peace and my fear when I'd embrace you
The art you could create within a span of time
The beauty of all those intricate lines
It'd become a story within itself from your mind
A tattoo and then a picture frozen in time.
Entranced for a time was I with you
Until the day came when a heart broke in two
Once I was the girl only meant for you
'Till one night before Valentines it became two.
The tears were endless, a massacred face
Like a rose that has shriveled atop a grave.
What was said and done cannot be taken back
I said my goodbyes and I started to pack.
Rain and snow fell down that day
As I passed your shop my heart gave a wave
Left a letter on the base of your guitar
Where my face had been painted--
The moment you stole my heart.
It's been a few months from within that time
The ache has faded, the tears have long run dry
The memories remain some short, some vast
Some from your witt and some from my sass
You accepted every part from the very start
Came without abandon to win my heart--
Only to find me with a solid guard...
Looking back I know how that must've been hard
And when the time came it was too late to blame
You left too quick and fell without shame.
And now here I sit looking back from there
Knowing once upon a time there was an artist--
Who showed a writer
What it meant to care.
True Love's Kiss
[Prince Phillips POV]
poem by: Me
I held your hand and frosted lips
That was sealed with just one kiss
A blood red rose held close to your chest
Your golden hair my hand caressed
I prayed and hoped true love would prevail
And dreaded it would be to no avail
Alas! Your eyes suddenly opened to mine
I felt my heart suspend in time
Your lips then curved into a soft grin
As if you’d known we would win
My Sleeping Beauty you have now awoke
Before you leaned over without a word spoke
'Twas in that time suspended in bliss
We shared together, true love's kiss.
The Glass Heart
Written by: Me
The heart speaks of echoes
Sadness, madness, anger, and pain
It beats within each thud
A remembrance of life
All the same
With the symphonic illumination of love
Like that of a purity of a dove
The blood runs faster
Moments become stronger
The heart begins anew
A time of truth
Sparks like a livewire
Alights into a fire
Thrives into life
The heart is alive
Quickens, breathes, beats—
Cracks begin to slowly splinter through
When the glass heart shatters into two
Like a seam that slowly splits
Sinking into the deep abyss
Darkness slowly conquers the last of memories bliss
The beats slow
The rhythm ceases
As the silence rings
Pain is born
As the feelings are torn
A deep seated ache
Where love once waited
Is a rememberance
Of a time untainted
Never to be completely abated...
TO THINE OWN SELF BE TRUE