Writing Prompt

**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 ...

A dark figure swept through the forest, knife gleaming in the moonlight.

He glided through the trees, silent as a shadow, the treetops blurring past him. His ebony black cloak flowed behind him like a dark river, making a slight swish noise. A slight grin came over his face—this was going to be a fun night.

His pace slowed slightly as the walls of the kingdom came into view, and a faint pantin...

Aria and Alec were walking through the forest to collect some food and firewood for the night. They needed it, especially in this forest. It was known for it’s terifying creatures and deadly plants, so they were careful on what they picked for food. As Aria was picking berries Alec stopped immediately and just watched her. Ever since she held a knife to his throat in that Stormtower ruin, he had f...

✧ Prologue ✧ 

Ten years ago, on the blood-soaked fields of Verrien Pass…

The bodies lay in twisted heaps, steam rising from them in the early morning frost. War always began in silence before the screams.

Thorne Valen stood over the last of them, sword dripping crimson, expression unreadable beneath the glint of his steel helm. He turned when a child’s scream pierced the air—high, furious, and fe...

The Lavender Kingdom and the Emerald Kingdom had been at war for over one hundred years. Most people just accepted that this is the way things always were and would be the way things always would be. No one ever questioned why things were the way they were. But there was one young maiden with beautiful long blonde hair who couldn’t help but wonder if there would ever be an end to this war and why ...

I stare at him, a fire blazing like nothing I’ve ever seen before. We both draw our swords while maintaining eye contact that was so sharp it could cut paper. I take the first strike hoping this battle could end quicker, for a moment I thought that was what I wanted. I wanted to see the pain in those hateful, dark eyes and enjoy it. I needed to. He dodged and takes a step back. I swing again but t...

She saw him first, standing like a sentinel, sword drawn and set, tip-to earth as he leaned on it for support. His armor and crimson surcoat were battered and smeared with dark stains and mud, his hair a tousled shock of black. She could see his hair, matted and filthy with blood, because his helmet, famed for its distinctive golden inlay and hawk-like visor, had been shattered off his face in the...

The gentle singing of the strings was perhaps the only sound for several hundred yards—well, aside from the cheerful clicks and chirps of countless woodland birds. He would find me here, he always did.

There were a few miles between here and the dark lines of scorched earth where blade met blade and fire to fire. We had been warring for years, perhaps more, though none could name the date it beg...

Prologue:

I saw it. I saw him—he did it.. I can’t believe my dad did this… “F-Father…? What’s happened?” I asked—as if I don’t know. “Tsk… tsk… tsk.. little angel.. do you know what happens to traitors? They get killed—now if their my own blood what will happen? Hmm?”

My heart dropped.. I saw my brother screaming in agony—I gasped and started crying. “Lucien!” I screamed dropping to my feet.. b...