My roleplay stories.

Short intro.

This is a story about a demonic female on the look for what was taken from her many moons ago!
Black wings whisper about the ending in the darkness of life. A heart full of pain and suffering from those who whispered her name in the last seconds of their life. A soul given for work well done, yet a million screams inside enough to make a demon go mad.



Source

Highway of revenge.

And there you have it! Blue Roses in a crystal vase on my table with a golden envelope next to it. I knew it would not take long. I opened the envelope and found a small letter inside. Swirly letters welcoming my eyes with a passion I had not seen in many years.

Dear Cathy,
My heart longs to be close to yours, a fact I never hit from you.
The nights are cold without your presence! I didn't know just how heavy this separation would be in my heart.
I hope you are not in as much utter misery as I am without you.
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and my fondness has no bounds.
I know, I made mistakes but please give me a chance to explain to you why I did the things I did? I would like to invite you to meet me at midnight today. You know where the place we first met.
I left you a gift in your bedroom.

Always yours,
R.

I read his words and growl low while I rip the letter apart and throw it all over the table. Mistakes he wrote as if it was something small. In my anger, I make my way to my bedroom and spot the black dress hanging on the wall. He knows me well, he always did. The dress is gorgeous and it does make me smile while I trail my fingers over the silk fabric. For a brief moment, I close my eyes and think back of a time long gone. His eyes locked with mine when I confronted him with his so-called mistake.
The ringing of my phone snaps me back in the here and now. The flashing name on the screen makes me so angry that I throw it against the wall and watch it break into three parts.

First, he made sure that I would be hexed and now he tries to sweet-talk me into a meeting! Hell will have to freeze over before I go there! With a snap of my fingers, the dress starts to burn and I watch the ashes dance to my floor.

To be continued!

This is a peek into my Roleplay world. Please keep in mind that roleplay writing is totally different than when you write a book. Most roleplayers write in third person but like always, I am the weird one in the mix. I prefer first person! These stories are a hobby for me, so they are not perfect nor do I aim for that! I write mostly solo but I also love to write with others because that gives a totally different feeling!