- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- One post per week
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Futanari
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, romance, yaoi/yuri, vampires (non-twilight vampires preferred) though right now I'm VERY interested in finding a romance fantasy
[SPOILI][/SPOILI]
It was the last time that he would ever take a dare from his friends. Nineteen year old James Stevenson walked through the forest, his eyes searching for some way out of the horrible forest. He didn't mind the peacefulness that surrounded him but it was getting on towards night and he still had not found his way home. His father would be so angry that James could kiss his sorry backside goodbye.
"Blast it," He growled as he started to job back the way he had come before stopping as he came to a new place he hadn't been before. He stared around with wide eyed amazement at the beauty of the place. This was definitely a place he would want to sketch someday--if he ever got home.
He reached up and pushed his black hair out of his eyes and sighed a little as he looked around, dragging his eyes away from the beautiful scene before him. Instead he turned his bright green eyes to the trees and then the sky in order to see what was around--or better yet, the suns position. Cursing softly, he stalked through the water, wetting the rather old shoes he had gratefully worn that day. "What did I do to deserve this?" He asked as he hoped onto a rock to look around from his higher vantage point. The only good thing he had done all day was decide to wear the scarf like thing that covered his lower face and his neck. The rest of his clothes were far too light to allow for any good form of protection from the cold nights outside the City.
It was the last time that he would ever take a dare from his friends. Nineteen year old James Stevenson walked through the forest, his eyes searching for some way out of the horrible forest. He didn't mind the peacefulness that surrounded him but it was getting on towards night and he still had not found his way home. His father would be so angry that James could kiss his sorry backside goodbye.
"Blast it," He growled as he started to job back the way he had come before stopping as he came to a new place he hadn't been before. He stared around with wide eyed amazement at the beauty of the place. This was definitely a place he would want to sketch someday--if he ever got home.
He reached up and pushed his black hair out of his eyes and sighed a little as he looked around, dragging his eyes away from the beautiful scene before him. Instead he turned his bright green eyes to the trees and then the sky in order to see what was around--or better yet, the suns position. Cursing softly, he stalked through the water, wetting the rather old shoes he had gratefully worn that day. "What did I do to deserve this?" He asked as he hoped onto a rock to look around from his higher vantage point. The only good thing he had done all day was decide to wear the scarf like thing that covered his lower face and his neck. The rest of his clothes were far too light to allow for any good form of protection from the cold nights outside the City.