User has no status, yet


Hi and welcome to my profile! ♥

My name is Celine and I am a 20 years old girl from the south-western part of, as you might have guessed by now, Germany.
Writing has always been my passion, but this will be my first time pursuing it in English. Throughout the last decade I have participated in several German RPG's and am looking forward to beginning this new chapter.

Wish me luck and go gentle on me. If you are looking for an easy-going, but eager writing partner and do not mind a non-native, look no further. :)

I do not restrict myself to a certain genre, as long as the plot captures my interest. Feel free to message me and have a sunny day!

Most Recent Posts


For a few minutes, they walked mindfully and listened to their inner thoughts as nobody dared to break the silence. Keir felt tempted to touch the branches of the rustling of the trees, yet restricted himself to small head movements to take in the wonders of nature. His hundreds of years on this planet had never decreased his admiration for the world's tiny miracles and even his worries seemed to dissipate with the wind.
"Your highness, do you frequently visit the gardens of your castle?"

"I can't believe she just did that", he whispered back and gently put his hand on hers, his eyes still fixed on Ashlyn's face. "After all this is what we've been waiting for. For her to walk into the two of us and be deeply shocked. But she didn't even seem bothered about it." He scanned the room for his ex-girlfriend's familiar figure or at least one of her friends, yet he could barely distinguish one dancer from the other in the rowdy party-crowd. He vaguely remembered Ashlyn's words to him as if he had dreamt about them last night and she hadn't voiced her opinion a few minutes ago. And as far as he knew her, and he knew her fairly well, she was a woman of her word.
"You know what, I think you're right. Let's get out of here, I could use a cigarette." He offered her his hand and motioned to the backdoor.

"Well, the castle is only a stone's throw away from here, shall we go for a walk?" Despite his calm demeanour, Keir had to strain himself to not openly show his excitement towards her and her brother, as they strode along the path, that connected the castles. Hundreds of years ago, when their ancestors had concluded peace after a period of long wars, they had agreed upon building their homes next to one another and live in peaceful coexistence. Their shared beliefs, unsurprisingly, had changed over the years until none of them could remember that they ever had anything in common until now.

"Haha, you'd love to do that, wouldn't you?" He jokingly raised his glass, as if he intended to clink it with hers, but then decided to take a big sip out of it. A few minutes had passed, yet there was no trace of Joanna's friends, let alone his ex herself. He was beginning to lose hope, when he discerned a familiar voice in the moving crowd. He swiveled round, the glass still clenched in his hands, its liquor dripping on his hand. She met his gaze with a smile and tossed back her hair. Her pitch-black hair, that he used to love, still loved, she had now dyed blonde and straightened. Wispy strands framed her high cheekbones and accentuated her long lashes. He didn't have the chance to take in her shiny blue dress, as she stuck out her tongue and then disappeared into the crowd.

"Let me show you where I live. I promise, that you will not regret it", Keir offered and extended his hand to her. Then, realizing that she might not be permitted to touch him, he slowly dropped his arm and tried it with an assuring smile instead.
"Don't worry, your brother, the prince, can accompany you if he wishes to do so." He was more than willing to accept her brother's presence, as long as it helped her to trust him.

"It's crazy. The whole situation is a bit mad." Kane sat down on the chair opposite her and wondered whether the evening would continue with people staring at him, the desire to give him either helpful advice or slap him for being a womanizer written on every single one of their faces. His looks had always made him enduringly popular with the girls, yet it seemed that said girls had now assembled here in the pub to see him suffer through the evening, as if they were fully aware of his heartbreak - which they probably were.
"Jesus Christ, my exes are here to haunt me, - I mean us." Kane motioned to a small group of girls in front of the bar, who were barely able to contain their laughter.

"Would you be interested in seeing the world outside?", he pressed on and took a small step forward, realizing a split second later that his move made him appear even taller and more daunting than he'd intended to.

"I know your safety is dear to your father, but surely he will not mind letting you have a look at your future home?" As he spoke to the princess, he reduced the distance between them, now standing mere inches in front of her.
"And I have a feeling that you might be curious yourself."

"A mudslide and a Carlsberg, please", Kane placed his order, whereupon the barrister seemingly conjured up two glasses behind the counter and filled them with, as Kane referred to it, the good stuff.
"Have you found who you're looking for?" The barrister didn't lift his head as he posed the question. His focus was still on Ashlyn's drink, but he didn't need to look Kane in the eyes. The latter was caught off guard nevertheless.
"What do you mean?" Kane uncomfortably shifted his weight from one foot to the other. He hadn't expected the goddamn barrister to inquire about his private life and he certainly hadn't asked for it.
"Ah, doesn't matter. Just wanted to make sure you're okay. Haven't seen you for a long time." Saying this, the barrister placed the two drinks in front of Kane and flashed him an amused smile. "Enjoy your time."
Still taken aback by his curiosity, Kane rummaged around in his pockets to find the proper coins for the drink, but the barrister interrupted his efforts - again.
"Don't worry mate. This one's on me. Just enjoy your time."
Before Kane could even reply or mutter a simple thank you, the barrister went on to serve another customer.

Still baffled, he returned to the table and handed the drink to Ashlyn.

"Yes, I understand your father's concerns, yet as much as he might be part of the wedding ceremony, in the end we are the only two involved in our marriage life", Keir replied with a wry smile.
Since Danielle held herself aloof, he was even more intrigued to uncover her true personality. Anyone could tell by her demeanor, that she didn't think highly of their forced alliance and Keir would be the last person to argue with her. After all, what did it mean to him? To spend a few decades of his life with a human princess in exchange for temporary peace. The eternal respect of the vampire world for his small sacrifice.
Danielle would pledge her undying allegiance to him until her final day on earth. At least he would make her life worth-while.

"Princess, have you ever set foot inside the Vampire castle?"

He followed her inside the pub, shaking his head in amusement. "You're cheecky today, but I like it." As they entered the building, loud music was blasting out his attempts to continue their conversations, which made him choose a quieter table on the other side of the room. "So, what kind of drink can I get you?" Even though Kane asked Ashlyn the question, his eyes were wandering around the room, looking for Joanna. What if she had chosen to go to a different pub today? She might even be out of town and he'd lay himself open to ridicule for no reason.
She'll be here sooner or later, don't worry. Everybody's seen our facebook update.
© 2007-2017
BBCode Cheatsheet