New Story!

Oh my gosh guys! I've started writing this new contestshipping story....it's one that I've the idea of this forever, because of this youtube series I read. It was amazing, but I thought it could use a little touch of me (that sounded really lame). Anyway, the story takes place during the olden times when kings and queens still ruled. So the story is basically about how the evil Lord Onii has kidnapped Prince Drew Hayden, the lone heir to the Hayden family throne, and has sent him to the lowly village of Petalburg. While there, the arrogant prince meets a sweet peasant, Maybelle Maple, a feisty aristocrat, Misty Waterflower, Misty's fiance and wealthy aristocrat Gary Oak, and some other characters including Ash Ketchum, Dawn Hikari, and of course Brianna....that evil girl from the Hoenn region who is Drew's number 1 fan.....

But I'm almost finished with the prologue, and oh my gosh guys! It's one of my best works, I assure you of that. I absolutely love it and I can't wait to share it with you guys....I'll give you a little preview, but before I do, I just want to assure everyone (that one awesome person reading this blog) that I'm still writing my other stories. Right now, I'm caught up in watching White Collar so I haven't been writing for the past few hours; tragic, I know (xD). But I've been working on a few stories I haven't posted, so that when I do, I don't have to worry about rushing to finish chapters. I'm currently working on stories such as:
Water Lust, my first Power Rangers multi-chapter story, all seasons
The Story Of Us- my second PR fic, that encompasses all the seasons, as does Water Lust
That Fateful Night- my Pokemon fic, and my first sole egoshipping fic
Roses And Thorns- my third Harry Potter fic, and the third installment of my second generation trilogy
The Lonely Girl Next Door- my fourth Harry Potter fic, and my first sole James/OC fic

preview:

“I trust all went well?” he asked. His voice was smooth and velvety; he was obviously a smooth charmer and was used to getting his way. The man in turn bowed his head respectfully.

“Yes, my lord,” he answered, in his British accent. “The prince is gone and the throne is ready for your taking,” he added and the lord grinned in obvious delight.

“Excellent Elijah; you have done well. I predict a handsome reward in your future,” he smirked and Elijah’s face broke out into a relieved smile.

“Thank you my lord! You won’t regret it my lord!” he gasped and the lord nodded his head thoughtfully. Money was always the best way to a henchman’s heart. “My lord?” he asked suddenly and the man turned towards him, his face illuminated by the silver moonlight. His skin tone was a shade lighter from tan and his raven black hair was lying in a splayed mop on top of his head, the celestial rays bringing out the silver flecks. His eyes were a menacing golden auburn and his body stature was firm and a bit on the bulky side. His face was a bit rotund, only because of some lingering baby fat that he had never outgrown.

“Yes, Elijah? Is something the matter?” he asked, quirking an eyebrow. If one did not know him as well as Elijah himself did, one would think that it was an innocent gesture; though Elijah knew better. He was mildly irritated and his lips had been pursed into a thin straight menacing line. Elijah audibly gulped as he processed his lord’s lashing expression.

“P-pardon me m-my lord... But what should happen if the prince comes back?” he stuttered, clearly frightened. The lord’s golden eyes, that eerily resembled that of a jungle cat, flashed towards his and his once pursed lips had evolved into a scowl. The lord took a menacing step forward, causing poor Elijah’s heart to kick into overdrive. His breath hitched as the lord looked him over, possibly trying to figure out the best way to hut him. Elijah whimpered; he was terrified, that much was given. But he was the lord’s right wing man, and surely that meant something to the surly man standing in front of him.

“Are you saying, after years of precise preparation,” he began, every ‘p’ he uttered sending out a spray of spittle, “that these incompetent men have messed up and the prince has a chance of coming back?”

“N-no my lord!” Elijah gasped, his eyes wide. “J-just a thought m-my lord,” he muttered and turned away. “I shall be on my way, my lord,” he whimpered once more before scampering away. The lord chuckled as he watched his right wing man, his most trusted advisor, run away from fear.

“Excellent....” he breathed; he was painfully aware that no one was near him to talk to, but that didn’t stop him. “All is going according to plan. Sleep, dear Hayden family,” he sneered, casting a fleeting glance at the huge castle once more. “Because when you wake up, you will face nothing but pure destruction and misery. I predict death in your future,” he chuckled ominously once more. “Yes....death and pain.... For soon, the Hayden royal family will no longer rule the kingdom for LaRousse. The Onii family will rule once more, or my name isn’t Lord Onii!” he cackled, and if one cared to look up, they would notice that dark clouds had started rolling in, covering the light of the moon. Slowly, bit by bit, Lord Onii’s face disappeared and all that was left was a cackling shadow.

So I hope you guys enjoyed that little preview....because you won't see this story on my fan fiction page at least for a while. Not until I finish Poke Reunion and some other pending fics that I really need to get off my chest. 


http://www.fanfiction.net/~xxroseofdeathxx


 ~Deepika