Writing Prompt

Rosalin could hardly breathe, her heart felt as if it would beat out of her chest as she waited under the marble arch. Every sound set her on edge. The slightest brush of the wind against the stones or the flutter of a bird wingreminded her of the soldiers that had been marching through her village.

The war had started long before she was born—if one could call the endless slaughter of Tallians ...

CHAPTER ONE

once upon a time, there wre two kingdoms, Eldoria and Northwood, always fighting. princess chloe from northwood and prince bruce from Eldoria were supposed to hate eahother. But one day, they met and felt something special. they started meeting in secret in a magical forest. They talked and laughed, and soon, they fell inlove. But their families were not happy because they wanted them...

It was raining again.

But then again, it never really stopped raining these days.

Síofra stared out of her window, wiping off a layer of precipitation, and patted her cat on the head, hearing her purr softly. The clouds were endless— a continuing grey blanket that covered the sky. Síofra liked to think of it as the heavens freeing themself from all the bad things it had collected; dumping out ...

Eyes shut, Amelia inhaled deeply. How did things get to this point? She was no leader. During social events she nestled herself into whatever hidden nook she could find. She was no battle hardened soldier. She blubbered over the dumbest of things - whether happy or sad. Yet, here she was playing hero.

She exhaled, then opened her eyes and gazed out over the enemy camp. No one else would step forw...

It was a hell of a way to die. Not that I’d never died before, of course; No, this must’ve been the fifth or sixth time at least. But it was by far my favorite.

It all started on my sixteenth birthday, the day I would finally be coronated as the official princess of Macedalia, my kingdom. All growing up, I had been referred to as “Princess Marianne,” but I had never truly had any of the responsib...

(Her POV):

Glaring into those deep brown eyes that I loved so much, the edge of my blade kissed against his neck. A lump tugged at the back of my throat — my heart once filled with love and life now trapped in irreparable torment.

_I had to do it_ — I told myself, _I needed to choose my people, protect _**_my_**_ people. Right?_

Liar. That’s what I am. I’ve been clinging to the idea that I ne...

I could feel her presence like a caress against my skin. My body knew where she was all throughout the night but, I could not act upon my needs. The need to hear her breath catch, to stare into her eyes and brush my lips against hers. She is forbidden and my body wars against me. I do not know why I torture myself so by coming here tonight when I know I cannot be near her.

Liliana and I’s countrie...

It’s been four years since I have been in Kaso.

It’s exactly how I left it.

Abused citizens, starving citizens.

I inhale the air. Stuffy, as per usual.

This time is different though. I look to my right, Princess Anastasia of Katharos(and now Numix now that she is married to Prince Eiran) is standing here with me in a dark blue cloak. The hood covers her platinum blonde hair and pale skin w...

**Chapter one - childhood**

This little girl was born in Norvin city. A city of war. Her name is Charlotte. She has brown hair and green eyes. She wasn't just an average little girl. She would wished she could fight like her dad in war. Every time her dad had to leave for work she would ask to come with but her dad always said " not until you are eighteen". She would always frown when she heard h...

I stalked through the woods the brush so dense it was suffocating. I was too deep into enemy territory I let myself stray to far. I flinched at every noise every branch snapping, any rustling in the bushes. I needed to return time was waisting. That’s when I see him, my comrade bloody and brused leaning against a tree. I waste no time immediately rushing over to him completely forgetting to scope ...