Author has written 9 stories for Harry Potter, and Twilight.
I am a fully fledged half-breed. No, not a Vampire, sorry. Just a deeply world-mixed-bred child. I love languages and would study them all if I had the chance. I love all of my pets. They give me inspiration like no other because they love to act as if they're human--eating off my plate (whatever I don't like) and bathing regularly. I have 3 snakes Tom, Marvolo and Riddle (/geek). Tom is the most loveable snake ever, Marvolo is iffy and Riddle bites everyone. Even me. I also have a dog, Habi, a cat, Riscata and my ferret, Istas.
Uhm... my hobbies include: drawing, reading, sleeping, writing and cooking. I do enjoy outside activities on occasion, but cardio only. I don't like super active-abusive sports like football (both types). But I'll watch the big games like the Super Bowl or World Cup.
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UPDATED: 14/1/17 3:14 AM EST
I apologize to everyone for being so late with this, but I didn't really have time to update. My mother passed away during 2011 New Years and I was learning to live through all of her birthdays and holidays these past years. Doubtless that if one didn't know me too well, my mother was my world growing up. She was my best friend, my savior, my everything. It took everything I was to not fall apart.
I appreciate all of you hanging in there with me and just so you know, there will be updates happening soon. I've almost finished a chapter to Marble Angel and I hope I can get around to it in the next week or so. School, life, and everything in between. It sucks, but it happens to the best of us.
Again, not overtly partial to people following every aspect of my life, but it keeps people informed. Besides it's only what I put on there that'll matter to the world at large. Soat me if you've got one and are interested in knowing how far along I'm coming in stories or anything else. Or Livejournal and FFN messages will do. I check my e-mail everyday and my LJ every other day. Also feel free to hit me up on skype. Its funny how the ones you are the closest to are the ones you've never met face to face. My closest friend is one I met on DA years ago and we talk all the time. Never met face to face once. My name on Skype is PierrotCrush. Ah, if you do add me, please let me know where you are from (i.e. DA, FFN, etc.), thanks. I make new friends easy, just weary about random adding. :)
I have migrated all of my art to my LJ (). You can use it so long as you give me credit for my work. They will all be taken down and replaced, watermarked eventually. All I ask is that you credit me where necessary and its free.
2. World Without Frontiers
4. My Faithful Romeo
6. Just Like A Pill
7. His Brother
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“Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
― Leo Buscaglia
Love is all around us. In every word, every sentence, every gesture.
"Watch your step."
"Look at me."
We just have to look for it. Don't expect it to just come to you in a tangible way. Sometimes, it never will. — The Road Closest To Heaven Excerpt; Harry to Dumbledore
The days following the morning they had found the rabbit hung from the rafters seemed to get steadily dreary and lonesome. Where there was once a time the matrons would grudgingly give them the means for survival, it was all so far away now. The matrons avoided them and even forcefully ignored their presence when they had to be gathered together. It wasn't until Mrs. Cole told them that they would be moving to someplace better that time seemed to completely stop.
Mrs. Cole was the only one present outside the office that day. The halls were devoid of laughter or even crying. It was grey and hollow. Stagnant. Like an old photograph. Her eyes were glittering with an unnamed emotion as she looked at the two boys before her. They were more than skinny enough, but healthier than most. And it scared her. A black car waited outside her window, waiting to take them to places unknown. Even she didn't know where they would be going, or if they would arrive together...if they would arrive at all to their destination. A man in a crushed velvet suit stood at her side.
Harry, the smaller of the two stepped up to her and took her hand. It was cold. Like the skin of the woman who pressed him into her arms. His black hair glinted red in the frozen light. His voice was shaking with suppressed feeling. "We're not bad children." Harry whispered. "We can be better. I promise."
Mrs. Cole stared at the tears in those bright, deadly green eyes. "I know." She pulled her hand from his grasp and turned her head away. Harry's eyes were seeped in a sadness and pain that her soul would never come to know. And it hurt her more than she could ever express. She couldn't bear to look into the other pair of those dark, dark eyes. She wasn't stupid. She knew Tom's eyes by heart. Those dark brown eyes that swirled into deep pools of black. It felt surely as if he were sucking away her soul, bearing all her wrongs she's ever done in this world. "I'm sorry."
Turning away from the children, Mrs. Cole went into her office and closed the door. She leaned against the splintering panels and let out a choked sound in her throat. On the other side of the door, the man in the velvet suit allowed the boys to grasp one another's hands before ushering them outside. She didn't watch as the three disappeared from the front step and the car faded from existence like it was never there, taking her memories and oppressing air with them. — Hansel and Gretel Excerpt
I do not and have never owned anything I write about. All characters and places are the sole creation of each individual author. I take no credit where none of it it due. It's purely for fun. The only thing I claim are any OCs and places unless otherwise mentioned.
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