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<span style="font-size: large;">The closer I got to my school, the more nervous I became. The last two days had been a nightmare—worrying about school, Echo returning with more outlandish stories, watching the videos on my vlog over and over, and trying to find anything that made sense. <br /><br />The annoying reaper didn’t come back, and I didn’t find anything useful online. It was me on those videos, not someone impersonating me or a doppelganger. The mannerism, facial expressions, even the laugh on those videos said it was me. <br /><br />But how had I sneaked out of the psych ward? Had I created a portal through a mirror the way Echo had done, but had been too pumped full of psych meds to remember? The problem was I didn’t sound drugged or look loopy in the videos. Not knowing how I’d recorded them was driving me nuts. <br /><br />For two days, I’d researched supernatural phenomena. Astral projection was a possible explanation. I could see souls, so it wasn’t a stretch. Echo flashed his tats and became invisible, so my astral image could have hooked up with him. <br /><br />Right. It sounded like something straight out of a fantasy novel. I would have remembered Echo. Making out with him. I just hated the idea of having had sex with him. How could I have forgotten my first time? <br /><br />Dad stopped at the stop sign, and I pulled up behind him. I’d insisted on bringing my Elantra even though he and Mom had caused a big stink about it. How the heck was I going to go back to being normal when I couldn’t drive myself to school? After clothes shopping with Mom yesterday and souls following us everywhere like zombies, I knew I couldn’t let her chauffeur me around. She’d almost caught me glaring at a soul. <br /><br />A sudden cold draft filled my car as I stepped on the gas. I smothered a scream and slammed on the brakes when my eyes met Echo’s in the rear-view mirror.</span></div>
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Seventeen-year-old Raine Cooper has enough on her plate dealing with her father’s disappearance, her mother’s erratic behavior and the possibility of her boyfriend relocating. The last thing she needs is Torin St. James—a mysterious new neighbor with a wicked smile and uncanny way of reading her.<br />
Raine is drawn to Torin’s dark sexiness against her better judgment, until he saves her life with weird marks and she realizes he is different. But by healing her, Torin changes something inside Raine. Now she can’t stop thinking about him. Half the time, she’s not sure whether to fall into his arms or run.<br />
Scared, she sets out to find out what Torin is. But the closer she gets to the truth the more she uncovers something sinister about him. What Torin is goes back to an ancient mythology and Raine is somehow part of it. Not only is she and her friends in danger, she must choose a side, but the wrong choice will cost Raine her life.</div>
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<b>Nothing can stop Raine Cooper when she wants something…</b><br />
Raine finally knows that her gorgeous neighbor, Torin St. James, is a legend straight out of Norse mythology, and that her feelings for him are strong. Torin is crazy about Raine too, breaking the one rule he lives by: Never fall for a mortal. The problem is he no longer remembers her, his memories erased by Norns—Norse destiny deities—to punish her for defying them.<br />
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She will make Torin forget his one rule a second time and fall in love with her all over again. But she quickly learns that well-laid plans do not work when dealing with deities and supernatural beings. Desperate, Raine makes choices that could not only tear her and Torin further apart, but lead to the destruction of everything and everyone she loves.</div>
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Straight out of the psyche ward, Cora just wants her life to be normal. She doesn’t want to see souls or the reapers collecting them. The love of her life, the guy she’s loved from a distance for years, has moved away without saying goodbye. So yes, she’s nursing a serious heartbreak. It’s no wonder love is the last thing on her mind when Echo storms into her life.<br />
The chemistry between them is mind-blowing. The connection defies logic. It doesn’t help that Echo is the poster boy for everything she hates in a guy—hot, beautiful, and cocky. A general pain-in-the-butt. Being around him makes her feel more alive than she’s ever felt before. But more important, the souls leave her alone when he is around.<br />
Echo is perfect for her. Echo might even be her soul-mate. There is only one problem. Echo is a freaking soul reaper. A Grimnir. The very beings she wants out of her life. Maybe normal is overrated because Cora wants it all. Answers. Love. A life. You see, once you fall for a Grimnir, your life will never be the same again.</div>
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Awakened is prequel to the Guardian Legacy Series<br />
An exciting world of Angels and Demons complete with magic and romance… Ells Readz Reviews<br />
Most teens turn sixteen and get the license to drive, but Lil Falcon gets the license to kill demons. Orphaned as a child and raised by an eccentric grandfather, Lil is concerned with surviving high school and is unaware that she’s a Guardian-a being with super powers charged with killing demons and protecting humanity. When she meets Bran, a mysterious boy with amazing abilities, his psi energy unlocks her latent powers. But Bran has a secret that can ruin their growing relationship, and the truth she discovers may destroy everything she believes in unless she finds the right balance between love and sacrifice.</div>
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Lil isn’t just an average teenager. She’s one of the Nephilim–the descendants of humans and angels–which gives her some serious psi skills and a mission for redemption. Just when Lil thinks she’s found a balance between her normal life with human friends and her training to become a Guardian, she’s warned that someone close to her will betray her. When the boy she loves starts acting strangely and one of her human friends acquires a supernatural ability, Lil begins to realize that someone is manipulating the people she loves… and won’t stop until she’s been lured to the dark side.</div>
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Bran and Lil may have escaped an attempt to lure Lil to the dark side,<br />
and recovered the contracts damned people signed with Bran when he was<br />
a soul collector, but someone forgot to tell them that no one switches sides or<br />
cancels contracts without consequences.<br />
Hunted by an unknown but powerful enemy, Lil, Bran and the Guardians must<br />
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EDNAH WALTERS grew up reading Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys and dreaming of one day writing her own stories. She is a stay-at-home mother of five humans and two American short-hair cats (one of which has ADHD) and a husband. When she is not writing, she’s at the gym doing Zumba or doing things with her family, reading, traveling or online chatting with fans.<br />
Ednah is the author of The Guardian Legacy series, a YA fantasy series about children of the fallen angels, who fight demons and protect mankind. AWAKENED, the prequel was released by Pill Hill Press in September 2010 with rave reviews. BETRAYED, book one in the series was released by her new publisher Spencer Hill Press in June 2012 and HUNTED, the third installment, will be released April 2013. She’s working on the next book in the series, FORGOTTEN. Visit her at <a href="http://www.ednahwalters.com/">www.ednahwalters.com</a><br />
Ednah also writes YA paranormal romance. RUNES is the first book in her new series. IMMORTALS is book 2. She is presently working on book 3, GRIMNIRS (Release date TBA). Read more about this series and the world she’s created here <a href="http://www.runestheseries.com/">www.runestheseries.com</a><br />
Under the pseudonym E. B. Walters, Ednah writes contemporary romance. SLOW BURN, the first contemporary romance with suspense, was released in April 2011. It is the first book in the Fitzgerald family series. Since then she has published four more books in this series. She’s presently working on book six. You can visit her online at or <a href="http://www.ebwalters.com/">www.ebwalters.com</a>.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04792547098577357461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326515324909052103.post-43391533002307688532013-07-15T00:00:00.000-04:002013-07-15T00:00:03.570-04:00The Harvesters Trailer LaunchWell first, I want to thank Ashley for allowing me to organizing and Host her awesome trailer reveal. So here we go:<br />
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<span id="yiv9491857755freeText2084283233791267449">When she finds her boyfriend shackled to a white <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/16194122-the-harvesters#" id="yiv9491857755FALINK_2_0_1" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"><span style="color: #0066cc;">metal table</span></a> Ashley feared for the worse.<br /><br />On a small trip of dropping off a package for Jason’s father, the young couple never thought they would be running for their lives. Running away from supposedly friends whom in turned to be a family of harvesters. <br /><br />Human harvesters and they are looking for something specific. And Ashley just might be the perfect match for that something.</span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373634388133_9933"><span id="yiv9491857755freeTextContainerauthor6604539">I'm a college student still trying to get a handle of the adult world. When I need to get away from it I lose myself in books, my own writing, and in spending time with my amazing boyfriend which he supports me to no end. <br /><br />Finding my passion in books has led me to finding a passion in writing my<var id="yiv9491857755yui-ie-cursor"></var> own fictional stories back in 2009, I have turned this into a dream career and going one step further I would love to open up my own book store.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">The YA Crush Tourney is having its first round of voting. I, Catie, @ <a href="http://www.forbiddenpassionsreviews.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #578d94;">Forbidden Passions Reviews</span></a> am the official advocate for Torin St. James the blue eyed, heart breaker from Runes by Ednah Walters. If you haven't read Runes well I can't help but feel sorry that you've missed out on this delicious piece of man candy! If Torin were real flesh and blood there would hair pulling, stiletto stabbing, clothes clawing riots in every city he visited. <a href="http://www.forbiddenpassionsreviews.blogspot.com/%22%3EForbidden%20Passions%20Reviews%3C/a%3E%C2%A0am%20Team%C2%A0Torins%20advocate.%C2%A0%20I%20just%20got%20lucky%20in%20getting%20to%20advocate%20for%20the%20sexiest,%20most%20swoon%20worthy%20man%20in%20the%20pages%20of%20a%20book.%3Cbr%20/%3E%3Cbr%20/%3E%3Cdiv%20class=" separator="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></a></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Please, please, please, PUH-LEEEEEESE go vote for Torin at the <a href="http://ya-sisterhood.blogspot.com/2013/06/match-5-perry3-vs-torin6.html?m=1"><span style="color: #578d94;">YA Crush Tourney</span></a>. Ednah is going to be doing a FAN-tastic giveaway soon in appreciation for all the love we give this beautiful specimen of Hunkiness. Stay tuned for that. Now go vote!! </span> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326515324909052103.post-28533979460081774512013-06-17T00:00:00.000-04:002013-06-17T00:00:03.033-04:00Immortals Cover Reveal<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Okay everyone, I know a lot of you have been waiting for this since the release of Runes on May 20, 2013. When I found out that Ednah was doing a second book in this great series, I jumped at the chance to do the cover reveal of Immortals which is book 2 in this great series. First thoughts I had were awesome more Torin St. James. And my second though was, So when does Immortals come out.<br />
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<span id="freeText2568613232127217361"><em>Nothing can stop Raine Cooper when she wants something…</em><br /><br />Raine finally knows that her gorgeous neighbor, Torin St. James, is a legend straight out of Norse mythology but that doesn’t stop her from falling hard for him. Torin is crazy about Raine too, breaking the one rule he lives by: Never fall for a mortal. The problem is he no longer remembers her or that she saved him by making a deal with Norns—Norse destiny deities—the same Norns who have now erased his memories of their past together to punish her.<br /><br /><em>So Raine comes up with a plan...</em><br /><br />She will make Torin forget his one rule a second time and fall in love with her all over again. But before Raine can put her plan into action, the Norns return. This time, they demand she protects Eirik Seville, her best friend since childhood, from an evil so dark even the Norns are scared. <br /><br /><em>But you know what they say about well-laid plans…</em><br /><br />Caught between protecting Eirik and convincing the stubborn, cocky Torin St. James that the two of them are meant to be together, Raine's life slowly unravels. Friendships are tested. Enemies become allies. Desperate, Raine makes choices that could not only tear her and Torin further apart, but lead to the destruction of everything and everyone she loves.</span><br />
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EDNAH WALTERS grew up reading Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys and dreaming of one day writing her own stories. She is a stay-at-home mother of five humans and two American short-hair cats (one of which has ADHD) and a husband. When she is not writing, she’s at the gym doing Zumba or doing things with her family, reading, traveling or online chatting with fans.</div>
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Ednah is the author of The Guardian Legacy series, a YA fantasy series about children of the fallen angels, who fight demons and protect mankind. AWAKENED, the prequel was released by Pill Hill Press in September 2010 with rave reviews. BETRAYED, book one in the series was released by her new publisher Spencer Hill Press in June 2012 and HUNTED, the third installment, will be released April 2013. She’s working on the next book in the series, FORGOTTEN.<br />
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Ednah also writes New Adult paranormal romance. RUNES is the first book in her new series. She is presently working on book 2, IMMORTALS.<br />
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Under the pseudonym E. B. Walters, Ednah writes contemporary romance. SLOW BURN, the first contemporary romance with suspense, was released in April 2011. It is the first book in the Fitzgerald family series. Since then she has published four more books in this series. She's presently working on book six. You can visit her online at <a href="http://www.ednahwalters.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"><span style="color: #a475c0;">www.ednahwalters.com</span></a> or <a href="http://www.ebwalters.com/">www.ebwalters.com</a>.</div>
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I am not sure which cover I love more. But I am in love with Torin and Raine being on the cover.<br />
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Also before I forget. Go to <a href="http://ya-sisterhood.blogspot.com/">YA Sisterhood</a> on June 17th and vote for Torin St. James for best YA Crush. Ednah will be having a most awesome giveaway for bloggers who vote for Torin St. :James.<br />
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Well if you read my blog at all, lol you already know what a huge fan I am of the Runes series by Ednah Walters. So when I was given this chance to Co-host this awesome tour I jumped on it. Since I have already left my review for a tour I did with Expresso Book Tours, I decided to mix up my post and give all of you great readers the opportunity to get to hear the playlist for Runes. This playlist has been a labor of love that has taken Ednah, Jeannette, Katrina and I awhile to come up with. I hope you enjoy it as much as we do.<br />
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First I want to start off with the book info:<br />
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Seventeen-year-old Raine Cooper has enough on her plate dealing with her father’s disappearance, her mother’s erratic behavior and the possibility of her boyfriend relocating. The last thing she needs is Torin St. James—a mysterious new neighbor with a wicked smile and uncanny way of reading her. </div>
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Raine is drawn to Torin’s dark sexiness against her better judgment, until he saves her life with weird marks and she realizes he is different. But by healing her, Torin changes something inside Raine. Now she can’t stop thinking about him. Half the time, she’s not sure whether to fall into his arms or run.<br />
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Immortals (book 2-coming August 2013)<br />
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EDNAH WALTERS grew up reading Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys and dreaming of one day writing her own stories. She is a stay-at-home mother of five humans and two American short-hair cats (one of which has ADHD) and a husband. When she is not writing, she’s at the gym doing Zumba or doing things with her family, reading, traveling or online chatting with fans.</div>
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Ednah is the author of The Guardian Legacy series, a YA fantasy series about children of the fallen angels, who fight demons and protect mankind. AWAKENED, the prequel was released by Pill Hill Press in September 2010 with rave reviews. BETRAYED, book one in the series was released by her new publisher Spencer Hill Press in June 2012 and HUNTED, the third installment, will be released April 2013. She’s working on the next book in the series, FORGOTTEN.<br />
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Ednah also writes New Adult paranormal romance. RUNES is the first book in her new series. She is presently working on book 2, IMMORTALS.<br />
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Under the pseudonym E. B. Walters, Ednah writes contemporary romance. SLOW BURN, the first contemporary romance with suspense, was released in April 2011. It is the first book in the Fitzgerald family series. Since then she has published four more books in this series. She's presently working on book six. You can visit her online at <a href="http://www.ednahwalters.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"><span style="color: #a475c0;">www.ednahwalters.com</span></a> or <a href="http://www.ebwalters.com/">www.ebwalters.com</a>.</div>
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Okay, so as a surprise for this tour Ednah has written chapter one of Runes in Torin's POV. I am going to give you the first page from Torin's POV. <br />
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First page of Runes from Torin's POV:<br />
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Okay so Torin made it into the top 6 in the Indie category. I want to ask everyone who reads this blog to help me get him to number one. All you have to do is vote on June 10th.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326515324909052103.post-32967806286069563192013-05-24T14:57:00.001-04:002013-05-24T14:57:44.956-04:00Vote for Torin St. James and Bran Llyr<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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ok everyone Torin St. James is in the top 10. So lets get him voted to the very top. If you haven't voted than go here and vote for Torin St. James and Bran Llyr.</div>
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So this is the leader board so far:</div>
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<span style="color: red;">Updated 5/24/13</span></div>
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1. Daemon Black/Lux</div>
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2. Dank Walker/Exsistence<br />
3. Aiden/Covenant </div>
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4. Aiden Arrington/Keatyn Chronicles<br />
5. Dante Walker/The Collector </div>
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6. Micah/Mythology<br />
7. Tristan/GYP<br />
8. Chase Williams/The Protector </div>
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9. Elias/One<br />
10. Torin St. James/Runes</div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1365004578331_3937" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1365004578331_3936" style="font-family: Times New Roman;">I did what I usually did with Bran—I let my energy gently stroke his. Sykes stiffened and slowly leaned back, something flashing in the depth of his hazel eyes. I winched, regretting the impulsive gesture. “Sorry.” </span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"></span> <br />
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1365004578331_3933" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1365004578331_3932" style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“What was that?” he asked in a shaken voice.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">I shook my head. “Nothing. I have to go. We are having dinner with the other Cardinals.”</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"></span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“You are running away. What did you do to me?” There was wonder and wildness in his eyes. “I can still feel its effect.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“Forget it, Sykes.”</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"></span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“Can I come over to your place to talk?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">I shook my head. “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“Please. Leaving my parents was…traumatic.”</span></span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1365004578331_3944" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1365004578331_3943" style="font-family: Times New Roman;">I bit my lower lip. Bad idea on so many levels. “Give me about ten minutes to shower and change.”</span></span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1365004578331_3949" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1365004578331_3948" style="font-family: Times New Roman;">I laid out what I planned to wear—a beautiful gypsy skirt and top, lacy panties and a matching bra—then hopped into the shower. I wished I hadn’t removed the cute French braid Izzy’s hairdresser had done on my hair. I brushed through the curly mass and wrapped it with a towel as I stepped out of the shower. I reached for the terry robe and froze. A quick psi scan and I knew I wasn’t alone. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Sykes was in my room.</span></span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1365004578331_3953" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1365004578331_3952" style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Tightening the belt around me, I stepped into my bedroom. He stood by my bed with his hands in his back pockets, busy studying my clothes.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“What are you doing?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">He smirked naughtily. “You said I could stop by.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“I asked for ten minutes. Out.” He was such an opportunist. I quickly gathered my clothes, glared at him and started back for the bathroom. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“It’s been thirteen minutes already,” he said in his defense.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“So? You’re supposed to ping me first before entering my bedroom. Not just waltz in.” I shot him another mean look and froze. He was twirling my lacy panties around his finger. Growling, I marched back and snatched them from his hand. “Leave.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">I was calmer by the time I finished getting dressed. Sykes was sprawled on my lounge when I left the bathroom. My first reaction was to scold him, but I couldn’t. Besides, he had his hand across his face and this time, I could feel his sadness.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“Come on. Let’s go to the kitchen for a drink and talk. And just so you know, I’m beginning to question why I agreed to this.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">He lifted his hand and grinned. “You would never kick out a wounded dog.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“You are a dog all right. Wounded? I don’t think so.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“How can you say that? Mom took all this Tribe mess and sealed portal thing pretty hard. Dad was stoic. For once, I wish I have a sister or brother for them to focus on now that I’m out here.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">That was big coming from him. He loved being the center of his parents’ attention. In the kitchen, I headed straight to the fridge. “Do you want pop or juice?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“Pop. So that thing you did back in the pit—?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“It’s no big deal,” I said as I opened the fridge. He got up from the stool and started around the counter.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“What did you do? Can you do it again?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">After the reaction I got? I didn’t think so. “Nope. I invited you here for a talk and a drink, not an experiment.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"><span> </span>“Can I have a drink too?” a voice asked from the living room doorway.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">I turned and smiled with relief at Remy. “Sure.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“We’re talking here, Remy. Get lost.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Remy flipped him off, plopped on a stool and dropped his head on the counter. “What I’d give to be an only child.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Sykes and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. I explained to the bewildered Remy why. He had four sisters, who tended to drive him nuts.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“I had to promise them to get back home in one piece,” he said, opening the can of coke I’d given him.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Sykes chugged his then wiped his lips. “My parents too. We’d better nuke those bastards.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“And give them one way ticket to Tartarus,” Remy added.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">If they only knew. The truth was going to shock them. I wished I could tell them everything. I hated keeping secrets. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“We’ve been invited to dinner by Cardinal Esras, the head of Southeast Sector,” I said when there was a lull in their conversation.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“Why?” Sykes asked. </span></span></div>
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<div class="yiv993660873MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“So we can get to know each other. Are the girls back yet?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Remy stood. “I don’t know. When and where is this dinner?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“At Cardinal Hsia’s. They didn’t decide on the time because you guys were gone.” A quick scan told me Izzy and Kim weren’t back yet, “I can ping you with the time after I talk to the girls and Esras.” </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“That’s my cue. I’m heading home to shower.” Remy looked at Sykes, who looked like he was glued to the stool.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“Take him with you,” I begged.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Sykes expression was serious as he got up. “We’ll still discuss you-know-what.” </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“That’s extreme. Did you and Llyr have a fight?” Remy asked. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“Uh, Red,” Sykes said slowly, getting up to peer at me, his hand hands resting on my shoulders. “You are the Chosen One, and everyone knows the Chosen One would one day be her vessel.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">“Forget it.” I sighed, feeling terrible for getting mad. “I shouldn’t take out my frustration on you guys. You probably grew up hearing about all this while everything is new to me.”</span></span></div>
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<span id="freeText17449449714482017296">Bran and Lil may have escaped an attempt to lure Lil to the dark side, and recovered the contracts damned people signed with Bran when he was a soul collector, but someone forgot to tell them that no one switches sides or cancels contracts without consequences. <br /><br />Hunted by an unknown but powerful enemy, Lil, Bran and the Guardians must seek help from unlikely sources to avert total annihilation of the Guardians. When they finally face their enemy, one of them may have to make the ultimate sacrifice</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326515324909052103.post-78481323067797773122013-02-07T10:55:00.001-05:002013-02-07T10:55:33.592-05:00Meet Sykes<strong>MEET SYKES:<br />Teen Guardian with the ability to
manipulate fire, energy and women...his words, not
mine</strong><br /><strong>(This interview first appeared on Katrina Whittaker's
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Sykes sprawled on her chair, feet up on her desk and eyes closed. Dressed in
relaxed jeans and a gray T-shirt Katrina had seen on a teen model on the cover
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amber eyes</i>)</strong>: Don’t stop now. You were getting to the interesting
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<strong>Katrina (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">blushes and fakes outrage</i>): </strong>You
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">feet leaves her desk then he stands
up…six-foot-two of pure muscles, eyes still twinkling):</i></strong> Of course.
It’s the best way to pass time. Wouldn’t you do it if you had a
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<strong>Katrina (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">laughs</i>): </strong>You’re
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">walks to where she stands and gives her a
hug</i>): </strong>That’s my middle name, Katrina. Besides, I feel like I can be
myself with you. Ednah thinks you rock. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">steps away from her and sits on her
desk)</i>: </strong>Of course. You help her tell the world about our exploits.
Anyone who sticks it to the High Council and their outdated rule about keeping
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<strong>Katrina (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">chuckles and walks around to sit on her
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">rubs his hands</i>): </strong>Great! How
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<strong>Katrina (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">tries to give him a stern look but fails
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">cocks his brow</i>):<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></strong>Who cares about being a Guardian
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<strong>Katrina (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">blows out air</i>): </strong>Okay, enough
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<strong>Katrina: </strong>No.
Why?<o:p></o:p></div>
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uses that same tone when she wants me to do something.<strong> (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">sighs dramatically then gets off the table
and takes the chair across from Katrina).</i> </strong>Okay, I’m all yours. No,
I could have been if you were adventurous, but since you choose to be difficult,
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</strong>First, would you like something to drink…tea, soda, coffee. Name your
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">gives her a slow smile</i>): </strong>Pretty
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<strong>Katrina (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">blushes again):</i> </strong>You know we
won’t get this interview done if you keep flirting with me.<strong> </strong>Lil
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</strong>She’s your Achilles’ heel, isn’t she?<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<strong>Sykes: </strong>Great!
Train till you drop, live for hundreds of years, no worries about money and kick
demons’ asses…I can’t imagine doing anything better. No, I can, but I need a
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<strong>Katrina: </strong>I
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">smirks</i>): </strong>I can make it bigger
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<strong>Katrina (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">giggles</i>): </strong>No, that’s fine.
Let’s talk about Lil. She<strong> </strong><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;">has all the abilities of a great guardian, and her
powers are stronger than all of you guys’ combined. Does this bother you at all?
(<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><strong>Raise her eyebrows</strong></i>)
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">grins</i>):</strong> No, I think powerful
women are hot, so she doesn’t scare me. Also, Lil is very caring and would never
hurt anyone,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>not
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">shakes his head</i>):</strong> I’m not
because if they step out of line, she’ll blast them straight to Tartarus. You
have to see her battle to realize she takes no crap from
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<strong>Katrina: </strong>We
know you like her. A lot. Can you tell us more about your feelings for
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">grins</i>): </strong>Who wouldn’t be
attracted to Lil? She’s awesome, gorgeous and powerful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even Remy would have gone after her, but I
told him she was mine the moment we met. I didn’t know about Bran at the time.
(<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><strong>The smile disappears from his
face, eyes become dull)</strong></i>. He doesn’t deserve her.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</strong>What would you tell her if you had a chance?<o:p></o:p></div>
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">stares at the ceiling then at Katrina, his
expression serious</i>): </strong>I’d never make her shed a single tear or give
her a reason to worry. <strong>(<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">shudders</i></strong>). Enough with morbid
topics. Ask me something fun.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<strong>Katrina:</strong> Why
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">smirks</i>):</strong> Because it’s fun. I
like to remind him I will be there for Lil when she kicks him
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<strong>Katrina: </strong>Do
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<strong>Sykes:</strong><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Oh yeah. I have a whole team of people
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course.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What do you think about your
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<strong>Sykes:</strong> The
best team ever. Remy may be anal but he’s a great strategist. I’m not his number
one fan, but Bran is more experienced than us and is great during a battle. Izzy
and Kim are awesome too, and hot.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<strong>Katrina (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">laughing</i>):</strong> Why
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<strong>Sykes:</strong> Fight
demons…video games…hooking up. Not necessarily in that
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<strong>Sykes: </strong>Don’t
have time, but I catch <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Supernatural</i>
now and then. Funny series. They have a few facts straight.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">sticks out a leg and pretends to play a
guitar while nodding his head</i>): </strong><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;">Zeppelin, Aerosmith, Ac/dc…classic rock all the
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<strong>Sykes:</strong>
Eternity, unless the powers-that-be decides enough is enough. I don’t mind. I’d
rather go out smoking a demon or… (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><strong>winks</strong></i>)… hooking up with
a beautiful woman. Then there’s always the chance that Lil will come through and
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<strong>Katrina(<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">laughing and gets up</i>):</strong> I hope
so, because we’re stuck right in the middle of your war. Thank you for this
wonderful interview. We should do it again.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<strong>Sykes (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">jumps to his feet</i>): </strong>Yes, let’s.
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><strong>(Walks to her side and gives her
another hug) </strong></i>Remember, I’m available if you ever decide to be
adventurous. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Bran and Lil may have escaped an attempt to lure Lil to the dark side, and recovered the contracts damned people signed with Bran when he was a soul collector, but someone forgot to tell them that no one switches sides or cancels contracts without consequences.<br /><br />Hunted by an unknown but powerful enemy, Lil, Bran and the Guardians must seek help from unlikely sources to avert total annihilation of the Guardians. When they finally face their enemy, one of them may have to make the ultimate sacrifice.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326515324909052103.post-38573478444295430612012-11-15T12:01:00.002-05:002012-11-15T12:01:35.755-05:00More Fan Fic. for Sykes!!<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Just in case you're a new follower I'll catch you up. It's no secret I love Ednah Walters' YA series The Guardian Legacy. Betrayed, the second book in the series is FANTASTIC! I'm particularly infatuated with Sykes, one of the side characters in the book. He's a Fire/Energy guardian which I think explains his hotness. Well, a few months ago I wrote a little fan fic. about Sykes and now I've gone and done it again. I'll put the first one up too so you can read both. If you like it, please consider reading Betrayed. You'll love it! I'll put all kinds of links at the bottom to make it easy peezy.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I saw her storm out the front door of the school with her
backpack slung over one shoulder. She
hit the door so hard I heard it bang against the outside wall. Whoa, this girl was feisty. I ran after her. “Hey!
Hey wait up. Jeannette. It’s Jeannette right?” She stopped but didn't turn around. One hand was in a tight fist while the other
held on to the strap of her backpack. I
could see her take a deep breath like she was trying to fight down rage or
tears, I couldn't tell which. The breeze
blew her brown wavy hair and I could smell her vanilla shampoo. “Hey, I’m sure whatever it is that’s got you
so worked up, it’s not worth getting caught skipping class your first week of
school.” She slowly turned and looked at
me. Anger flashed in her dark brown
eyes. She took another deep breath. “Why does it matter to you if I get in
trouble or not?” I grinned at her. “It doesn't really. I’m a sucker for
a girl who likes a little trouble.” “Uh
huh. Well I’m sure that adorable smile
and bad boy charm works on all the other girls, but my B.S. limit has been
reached for the day. So, I’ll see
ya.” She turned and started walking,
completely unaware of how her southern accent affected me. “Wait, can I at least walk with you? I've got a free hour and I need to stretch my
legs.” She stopped and without turning
said, “Whatever.” “So, where’d you move
from?” “Texas.” “Nice.
How are you adjusting?” Out of
the corner of my eye I saw her mouth tighten.
After a few seconds I wasn't sure she was going to answer. “Well, considering I didn't know we were
moving until two days before it happened, my mom is acting all weird, my
step-dad is MIA and my only friend is my little brother, I’d say I’m just
peachy. I have no idea why I just told
you all of that.” Grinning, I said, “I
have that effect on people. And hey,
you can count me as a friend.” I looked
over at her as she rolled her eyes. “Oh
geez. Does that crap really work on the
girls around here?” Shaking her head
“and y’all question our intelligence.”
We had reached the end of school property and she turned toward the
wooded area bordering the football field.
She glanced over. “Are you just
going to follow me like some hall monitor on a power trip?” I chuckled.
She reminded me a little of another feisty girl with a sharp
tongue. “I’m no hall monitor. I don’t think they’d trust me to enforce the
“no running in the halls” rule. I just
thought I’d get a little fresh air and see what had you damaging school
property.” We came to a small cluster of
trees where she chucked her bag to the ground, sat down with her back against a
tree. She leaned her head back and
closed her eyes. Some of the tension
left her body as she took another deep breath.
I sat down next to her our knees touching. She opened one eye and looked at me. “You do know what personal space is right?
“ “Yes, but the presence of another warm
body can often ease a person’s anxiety.”
“Seriously, do girls really eat that up?
They must since you seem to have a line for everything.” Instead of answering her I leaned back with
my hands behind my head and looked up at the sunlight shifting through the
leaves. It was one of those days when
the weather seemed to make a conscience effort to be enjoyable. I found it interesting that I just wanted to
sit there and relax. I usually felt like
a lightning bolt was zipping through my veins.
Weird. “Are you going to tell me
why you stormed out of school?” She
sighed. “Algebra and the stupid algebra
teacher, whatever his name is. It’s not
like I don’t know how to do the problems.
We just learned a different way of doing them. I mean who cares what strategies you use as
long as you get the right answer.” I
could see her fists clench like she was trying to hold on to something. Or hold something inside. “Yah, I guess Landis
is a stickler for his way or no way.
You know I've forgotten my manners.
My name is Sykes.” She turned her
head but didn't open her eyes. “Oh I
know your name. I've heard it spoken by
almost every female in school, faculty included. Your reputation precedes you.” She smirked and turned her head back. “Hey, don’t fault me for being such a
friendly guy. Most people would consider
that a good thing.” “Well I’m not most
people. So if you want to go spread your
version of southern hospitality to those who appreciate it, you’re not required
to stay.” I looked over at her. The breeze picked up a strand of her
hair. I caught it and ran my thumb over
the soft wave. Before she opened her eyes
I let it go. “How long has your step-dad
been gone?” She stiffened. “I don’t
know. A couple of months I guess.” Shrugging she said, “It’s not like we were
that close. But it hurts my little
brother and mom.” I nodded. Then she opened her eyes and looked at
me. Her dark eyes standing out against
her pale skin sprinkled with freckles.
“She won’t give me a straight answer as to why she moved us here or why
he HAS to go to THIS school. We've never
had secrets. “ I could see the confusion
and hurt swirling like a storm inside her.
The wind blew a small leaf on to her arm. I brushed it off and as soon as my hand
touched her I felt that lightning bolt zap something inside of me. She jumped back, shocked. I breathed out, “What the hell?” She swallowed. “What the heck was that?” I stared at her. What was it about her that calmed me one
minute then electroshocked my heart the next?
“You’re not all human are you?”
She blanched. “What?! We shock each other with static electricity
or something and the first thing you jump to is I’m not all human?! Who asks that? I guess you've reached your nice guy
limit.” She picked up her backpack and
stormed off towards the school. After a
few yards she stopped and turned to look at me.
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corner. I had no idea what had just
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Jeannette. Two days since she looked at
me with that disappointment in her eyes.
I couldn’t figure out why it bothered me so much. Or why I’ve been avoiding her. And yet I knew where she was every minute of
the day. What is wrong with me?! Remy even noticed I was distracted when I
almost set the chair on fire while I was playing with a plasma ball. I know she saw me staring at her in the
cafeteria. She must think I really am a
stalker. There’d be no doubt in her mind
if she knew I flashed over to her house last night just to see if her bedroom
light was on. Again…what the hell is
wrong with me?! I have <i>NEVER</i> noticed a girl’s finger polish
before so how is it that I know she painted hers hot pink with some kind of
glitter on top. They look like they’re
sugar coated and I’d love to see if they’re as sweet too. Holy crap!
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you. I’ll do that instead next
time. So what gives? You’ve been zoned out the last couple of
days.” Sighing I just shook my
head. “It’s that new chick,
Jeannette. There’s something about
her.” “Whoa, hold up. Did you just say you’re distracted by a
girl? A girl who’s name doesn’t start
with an L? A HUMAN girl?? I can’t wait
to hear this.” “Shut up Remy! I’m serious.
I’m not sure she’s entirely human.
What else would explain that shock I got when our fingers touched? Or why I can’t stop thinking about her? “Um,
well could it be partly because by some miracle she’s immune to your “mojo” as
you call it? Look, why don’t you try
talking to her again? Maybe it’ll help
you figure out why you’re acting like a space cadet too. “ I stared at him for a second. “Yah, I guess you’re right.” “I’m always right, bro. Always.”
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and her brother walk by on their way to school.
I could hear them laughing as they rounded the corner. She stopped for a second and arched her
eyebrow. He followed her gaze and
grinned. It’s like he knows something I
don’t. “Hey sis, I’m gonna run on
ahead. I’ve got a few questions I want
to ask my history teacher. I’ll, uh, see
you after school, k?” She glares at him,
“Fine, see ya.” He jogs passed me with a
smirk. I notice it’s very much like
hers. She just stands there watching
me. I can see the distrust in her dark
eyes. “Ok, what’s the deal? I know you don’t walk to school. So, that means you’re here to talk to
me.” “Well, aren’t you full of
yourself? It’s entirely possible I’m
doing my neighborhood watch shift.” I see
her try to fight a small smile. “I doubt
anyone would put you on neighborhood watch duty any more than they would make
you a hall monitor.” She still hasn’t
taken a step toward me. “So, can I walk
with you the rest of the way?” She
looks at me puzzled. “I promise I’ll
keep my B.S. to a minimum.” “Yah, I
wouldn’t want you to cause me to reach my limit before school starts.” I sigh with relief. She starts to walk and I fall in step with
her. “So, how’re things?” She glances at me and I can feel the tension
causing her to hesitate. “About the same
I guess. Like my mom says, “Same crap,
different day”. I haven’t damaged
anymore school property if that’s what you’re worried about.” The fall breeze starts to pick up and I see
her shiver. “Here, take my hoodie.” She stops and looks at me. “Why?”
The way she says it with that slow drawl full accusation tugs at
something inside of me. Something I’ll
have to examine later. I ignore the
question as I take her back pack from her shoulder and hold the hoodie out for
her to take. Much to my surprise she
takes it and for some reason it makes me want to fist pump the air. The royal blue color sets off her chocolate
hair and creamy skin. My breath
catches. After she puts on the hoodie
and pushes the too long sleeves up I hand over her back pack and we continue
on. I can’t remember the last time I
walked this slowly on purpose. “I’m
really sorry about the other day. I
didn’t mean to be such a jerk. And I
really didn’t want to make your day worse.”
She keeps walking but I can see her shoulders relax. “Um, thanks.
I get the feeling you don’t apologize for much so I’ll let you off the
hook…this time.” Chuckling and in my
best southern accent I tell her, “Why thank ya, ma’am.” She rolls hers and laughs. There goes that tugging sensation. I notice we’re getting closer to school and
I’m still no closer to figuring her out.
“Hey, do you want to get pizza with me sometime. Or something else if you don’t like
pizza.” She stops suddenly. “A couple of days ago you accused me of not
being human and now you want me to go get pizza with you? I’m not sure what you’re up to, but I have my
plate full. I don’t need to be the butt
of any practical jokes. Or charity
social calls for that matter.” I hold my
hands up in the universal signs of surrender.
“Hey, hey, hey. I promise I’m not
up to anything. I just thought it would
be nice for you to have a real friend, ok? “
She glares at me as she looks for any sign of insincerity. She must not find any as she starts walking
again she says “Ok. I guess I can get
pizza with you sometime. Can my brother
come?” I can easily sense the test she’s
just laid out. “Yah, sure. The more the merrier.” She smirks.
I grin at her. “Well, how about
Friday night? There’s no football game
or school stuff going on.” She looks
over at me and smiles. It’s a smile that
makes me feel like I’ve just been busted for something. “Ok. I’ll
have to check with my mom, but I think it should be fine.” The warning bell rings as we walk up the
front steps of the school. “Great! I’ll talk to you later. And hey, keep my hoodie for a while. It looks hot on you.” I take the last few steps in one bound as I
laugh at the daggers she shoots at me with her eyes. I have a feeling it’s going to be pretty
entertaining figuring out what sassy, Ms. Jeannette is all about. I sure as hell need to get a grip on whatever
it is tugging at my insides, too. </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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J Whitushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05922646115121894785noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326515324909052103.post-60107805477870452302012-07-11T17:48:00.001-04:002012-07-11T17:48:28.717-04:00Fan-Fic for Ednah<span style="font-size: large;">Ok, so here's some fan-fic for Ednah who has created these characters that we love so much. I'm so excited! I'll set it up for you. Sykes meets a girl, and ~gasp~ her name is Jeannette. She's just moved with her younger half-brother and her mom from Texas. This is Sykes & Jeannette's first encounter.</span><br />
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I saw her storm out the front door of the school with her backpack slung over one shoulder. She hit the door so hard I heard it bang against the outside wall. Whoa, this girl was feisty. I ran after her. “Hey! Hey wait up. Jeannette. It’s Jeannette right?” She stopped but didn’t turn around. One hand was in a tight fist while the other held on to the strap of her backpack. I could see her take a deep breath like she was trying to fight down rage or tears, I couldn’t tell which. The breeze blew her brown wavy hair and I could smell her vanilla shampoo. “Hey, I’m sure whatever it is that’s got you so worked up, it’s not worth getting caught skipping class your first week of school.” She slowly turned and looked at me. Anger flashed in her dark brown eyes. She took another deep breath. “Why does it matter to you if I get in trouble or not?” I grinned at her. “It doesn’t really. I’m a sucker for a girl who likes a little trouble.” “Uh huh. Well I’m sure that adorable smile and bad boy charm works on all the other girls, but my B.S. limit has been reached for the day. So, I’ll see ya.” She turned and started walking, completely unaware of how her southern accent affected me. </div>
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“Nice. How are you adjusting?” Out of the corner of my eye I saw her mouth tighten. After a few seconds I wasn't sure she was going to answer. </div>
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“Well, considering I didn't know we were moving until two days before it happened, my mom is acting all weird, my step-dad is MIA and my only friend is my little brother, I’d say I’m just peachy. I have no idea why I just told you all of that.” </div>
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Grinning, I said, “I have that effect on people. And hey, you can count me as a friend.” I looked over at her as she rolled her eyes. “Oh geez. Does that crap really work on the girls around here?” Shaking her head “and y’all question our intelligence.” We had reached the end of school property and she turned toward the wooded area bordering the football field. She glanced over. “Are you just going to follow me like some hall monitor on a power trip?” I chuckled. She reminded me a little of another feisty girl with a sharp tongue. “I’m no hall monitor. I don’t think they’d trust me to enforce the “no running in the halls” rule. I just thought I’d get a little fresh air and see what had you damaging school property.” </div>
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We came to a small cluster of trees where she chucked her bag to the ground, sat down with her back against a tree. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Some of the tension left her body as she took another deep breath. I sat down next to her our knees touching. She opened one eye and looked at me. “You do know what personal space is right? “ </div>
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Instead of answering her I leaned back with my hands behind my head and looked up at the sunlight shifting through the leaves. It was one of those days when the weather seemed to make a conscience effort to be enjoyable. I found it interesting that I just wanted to sit there and relax. I usually felt like a lightning bolt was zipping through my veins. Weird. “Are you going to tell me why you stormed out of school?” </div>
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She sighed. “Algebra and that stupid algebra teacher, whatever his name is. It’s not like I don’t know how to do the problems. We just learned a different way of doing them. I mean who cares what strategies you use as long as you get the right answer.” I could see her fists clench like she was trying to hold on to something. Or hold something inside. </div>
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“Yah, Landis is a stickler for his way or no way. You know I've forgotten my manners. My name is Sykes.” She turned her head but didn't open her eyes. “Oh I know your name. I've heard it spoken by almost every female in school, faculty included. Your reputation precedes you.” She smirked and turned her head back. </div>
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“Well I’m not most people. So if you want to go spread your version of southern hospitality to those who appreciate it, you’re not required to stay.” I looked over at her. The breeze picked up a strand of her hair. I caught it and ran my thumb over the soft wave. Before she opened her eyes I let it go.</div>
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Then she opened her eyes and looked at me. Her dark eyes standing out against her pale skin sprinkled with freckles. “She won’t give me a straight answer as to why she moved us here or why he HAS to go to THIS school. We've never had secrets. “ I could see the confusion and hurt swirling like a storm inside her. </div>
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I stared at her. What was it about her that calmed me one minute then electroshocked my heart the next? “You’re not all human are you?” She blanched. “What?! We shock each other with static electricity or something and the first thing you jump to is I’m not all human?! Who asks that? I guess you've reached your nice guy limit.” She picked up her backpack and stormed off towards the school. After a few yards she stopped and turned to look at me. Shaking her head she turned back to the school and rounded the corner. I had no idea what had just happened, but for the first time in my life a girl had freaked me out.</div>
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CHARACTER PROFILE: <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">CARDINAL
ARES FALCON <o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Background</b>: Cardinal
Guardians are the most powerful of all Guardians. They have powers that exceed
those of an average Guardian. They can control water, solids, air, energy, the
mind (psi) and time. Cardinal Falcon is the leader of the senior Cardinals. As
a Psi, he can move things with his mind (telekinesis), do mind control (power
of persuasion) and get memories from someone’s mind (Image retrieval). As an
empath, he feels other people’s emotions when his shield is down, something he
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Cardinal Falcon believes in family and the power of love,
which explains why he fell in love with a human and refused to give up on their
love, and later chose to live outside the Guardian enclave when the High
Council couldn’t protect his family. He could be a renegade and is known to
defy their leaders in Xenith for something he believes in or for his family. He
is a fair leader who listens to the others and encourages input from the other
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Since the death of his wife, the cardinal has not shown
interest in being mated to another female, but Lil keeps hoping a certain
female senior Cardinal Guardian would choose him. As a rule, Cardinal Ares has
no interest in modern technology. He collects books and has a collection that
is museum-worthy. The only time he picks up a magazine or newspaper is if
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Cardinal Ares is loving and a doting grandfather. He treats
younger Cardinals as he would his only grandchild, but he has high expectations
from all of them. He has a wacky sense of humor and tends to tease those he
loves. He also loves to cook and is often in the kitchen when he is not
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At six-foot-three, with long graying hair, a goatee and
piercing black eyes, and in great physical shape with very little wrinkles, he
cuts a dashing figure. By human standards, he could pass for a man in his
fifties.</div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Age</b>: 19</div>
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Survivor</div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Power</b>: Water and Psi</div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Background</b>: Water Guardians have the
ability to manipulate water. They can move pools of it or dehydrate anything,
including demons. Bran’s grandfather was a Cardinal Water Guardian, until a
powerful demoness kidnapped him.</div>
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Bran grew up in Coronis Isle, a
desolate island owned by a powerful demoness. As soon as he left the island, he
went in search of the Guardians and joined them. He has a brother and a sister.
Bran has a strong sense of self and can be charming. He is a loner and a
brooder, but he is fiercely loyal to those he loves. He doesn’t make friends
easily, but when he does, you can count on his loyalty. He is absolutely in love
with one woman and doesn’t apologize for it or care who knows.</div>
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Bran’s dedication to his family
can sometimes be a burden to those around him, but he is not the type to shy
away from his responsibilities, which makes him a strong leader. His ties with
other Nephilim known as Souled Demons—demons with no interest in hurting or
controlling humans—comes in handy when the Guardians needs help.</div>
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Even though Bran likes to wear
black and a leather trench coat/duster, he prefers well-tailored pants and
shirts, and is an impeccable dresser. He is not into watching TV, playing video
games, or reading books, but he is very artistic and sketches whenever he can.
He also keeps a journal, though no one knows what he writes, not even the woman
he loves. Bran hates parties, clubbing, techno music and olives. His favorite
food is steak and baby potatoes.</div>
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At six-three with emerald-green
eyes and pitch-black wavy hair, Bran is striking but often seemed oblivious to
the effect he has on the opposite sex. He is the youngest Cardinal Guardian in
the history of the Guardians, and also the only present Cardinal with the
ability to sprout wings.<a href="http://www.blogger.com/" name="_GoBack"></a><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Casting Call:</b> You decided what Bran
looks like but he’s always appeared to me as a cross between Drew Fuller
(charmed) and Jared Padalecki (Supernatural). Jared even has the
dimples…sweet!!!</div>
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<strong>Age</strong>: 18<br />
<strong>Birthday</strong>: July 21<sup>st</sup><br />
<strong>Zodiac sign</strong>: Cancer<br />
<strong>Grade:</strong> 12<sup>th</sup><br />
<strong>GPA:</strong> 4.0<br />
<strong>Favorite Song</strong>: “S.O.S.” by Rihanna<br />
<strong>Power</strong>: Time<br />
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<strong>Background</strong>: Nephilim with the ability to manipulate Time are rare. Not only do they stop time, but must speed it up to stabilize time. They can also move forward and backward in time. This usually drains their powers and most try to avoid time hopping.</div>
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Izzy is a first generation Cardinal, meaning she is the first person in her family to become a Guardian. As a result, she tends to be wary of breaking Cardinals rules. She is rarely judgmental and finds humor in the oddest things. She is compassionate and will look at things from someone else’s point of view, not just hers. She also makes friends easily.</div>
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Izzy comes from a family of five. She has a younger sister and an older brother. She is very close to her family and had a hard time adjusting to life on earth. Like Kim, Izzy grew up in Xenith, the Guardian world before she moved to earth.</div>
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Izzy loves to party and dance, something she shares with Kim. She is very versatile and has eclectic taste in fashion. In fact, she tends to dress according to her mood, from preppy to boho chic—meaning she could rock Gypsy-inspired styles like Lil’s one day and the next day wears blazers and a skirt complete with a tie. She also tends to have a wide range of hairstyles. Her attitude makes her respect other people’s style.</div>
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With her brown complexion and curly hair, five-seven athletic body and brown eyes, Izzy is gorgeous, though she doesn’t capitalize on it. She had a boyfriend throughout high school, whom she has stayed faithful to even after he left for college.</div>
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<strong>Casting Call:</strong> As usual I will leave it to readers to decide what Izzy looks like to them. So if I were to cast her, I’d use Megalyn Echikunwoke.</div>
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<b>Piper Kim Larson</b><br /><b>Race:</b>
Nephilim<br /><b>Age:</b> 18<br /><b>Birthday:</b> June 8th<br /><b>Zodiac sign:</b>
Gemini<br /><b>Grade:</b> 12th<br /><b>GPA:</b> 4.0<br /><b>Favorite Song:</b> “Don’t
Tell Me” by Avril Lavigne<br /><b>Power:</b> Air<br /><b>Background:</b> Nephilim
with the ability to manipulate air can create turbulence with a wave of their
hands. Some can ride air like one would a skateboard, which makes Air Guardians
amazing martial arts fighters. </div>
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Kim speaks her mind and damn the
consequences. She can be sharp and direct in her speech, which others might
consider rude and insensitive. In high school, she was one of the popular girls
and danced with Cache High drill team. She doesn’t make friends easily but once
she is your friend, she is loyal to a fault. We see this in her relationship
with Izzy. Her father is the chairman of the High Council of Northwest sector,
which covers North American and Central America. Her mother works for the High
Council as well.</div>
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Kim is an only child. She grew up in
Xenith, the Guardian world, but was exposed to earth TV programs at an early
age. Her family prides itself in producing Cardinal Guardians although they
cheat by mating their children to only powerful Guardians. </div>
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Kim loves to dance and party. In fact, she
is an amazing party planner. Shopping for trendy outfits is her favorite
pastime. If she’s not training, she is online shopping or teleporting somewhere
with Izzy to shop or attend a fashion show. She has very little patience with
those who are fashion challenged and has no problem pointing out what they can
do to improve their wardrobes. </div>
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Most often, Kim had little patience for
humans. She barely tolerates Lil’s human friends and despises humans who make
deals with demons. Her hostility toward humans is so deep Izzy calls her an
anti-hero. But then again, Kim doesn’t think highly of anyone who is not a
Guardian. It took her forever to warm up to Lil and Bran.</div>
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At five-eight, with a swimsuit model body,
golden locks and blue eyes, Kim is gorgeous and knows it. She is not above using
a guy or anyone to get her way. She gets bored easily, so she tends to change
boyfriends often.</div>
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<b>Casting Call</b>: As usual I will leave it
to readers to decide what my characters looks like to them. But if I were to
cast her, I’d use Evan Rachel Wood.</div>
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6326515324909052103.post-49474243695724748272012-07-10T12:59:00.003-04:002012-07-10T12:59:38.307-04:00Meet Remy<div style="text-align: left;">
<b>Remy</b></div>
<b>Race</b>:
Nephilim<br /><b>Age</b>: 18<br /><b>Birthday</b>: Jan 15th<br /><b>Zodiac sign</b>:
Capricorn<br /><b>Grade</b>: 12th<br /><b>GPA</b>: 4.0<br /><b>Favorite Song</b>:
“Take Five” by Dave Brubeck<br /><b>Power</b>: Earth<br />
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<b>Background</b>: Nephilim with the ability to
manipulate any solid are called Earth Guardians. They can transform solids from
one object to another, change shape, texture and elements. Most often they have
to touch the object to transform them.</div>
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Remy is a first generation Cardinal. Like
Sykes and Izzy, he is the first person in his family to become a Guardian. He is
serious, introverted and takes his role as the co-leader of the teen Guardians
seriously. He is steady, supportive and friendly, but keeps his emotions on a
tight leash, which make him a good leader and the perfect friend to the more
unpredictable Sykes. He doesn’t let people get too close, but once he makes
friends, he stays loyal.</div>
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Remy comes from a family with four girls.
He’s the middle child and the only boy in the family, so he is used to mediating
fights. As a result, he is very good at calming a roomful of teen Guardians with
big egos and is an objective and sympathetic listener. Like most Guardians, Remy
grew up in Xenith, the Guardian world, before he moved to earth.</div>
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Remy hangs out with Sykes at clubs
although he is more discrete with the girls he dates. He is an elegant dresser,
but he is officially a prepster—a cross between preppy and hipster. Meaning he
can rock skinny jeans with boat shoes, or skinny Nantucket red jeans, cardigans,
and keds. He has the ability to flow seamlessly between the two scenes, adopting
the traditional seersucker and polos while home, and looking very trendy at
parties.</div>
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With his golden complexion, six-foot-two
athletic body and grey eyes, Remy is gorgeous in an understated way. He keeps
his hair cut short though he went through a phase when he tried to grow a
moustache and a goatee.</div>
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<b>Casting Call</b>: You decide what Remy looks
like to you but there is only one actor who comes close to his smoldering good
looks and that is Jesse Williams (Grey’s Anatomy).</div>
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<span lang="EN-US">CHARACTER PROFILE: <b>KYLIE
JENSEN<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US">Race</span></b><span lang="EN-US">:
Human<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US">Age</span></b><span lang="EN-US">:
16<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US">Birthday</span></b><span lang="EN-US">:
November 16<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US">Zodiac sign</span></b><span lang="EN-US">: Scorpion<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US">Grade:</span></b><span lang="EN-US">
10<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US">GPA:</span></b><span lang="EN-US"> 3.3
(she sucks at math)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US">Favorite Song</span></b><span lang="EN-US">: “I’m Alive” by Becca<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US">Power</span></b><span lang="EN-US">:
Medium<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US">Background</span></b><span lang="EN-US">:
Mediums are humans with the ability to bridge the gap between the ‘supernatural
world’ and the human world, which means Kylie can hear telepathed
communications. She is like an antenna, a beacon any Nephilim can use to channel
their energy and their thoughts. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Kylie can be sarcastic and super cynical,
but also very loyal to her friends, Lil and Nikki, and she easily welcomed
McKenzie into their little group even though she can’t stand her. She’s lived in
Cache Valley all her life. Her dad works at a local meat packing company and her
mother is a stay-at-home mother who helps out at a local pre-school. She has one
brother. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Kylie’s Celtic blood might be the source
of her amazing ability, but whether she will embrace this new gift or not is
another story. As Lil’s best friend, she could be the only human aware of the
existence of the Guardians in the valley.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Kylie is kind of anti-social. She prefers
just being alone with her boyfriend Cade or her friends watching movies with
supernatural elements. She might not admit it to her brainiac brother, but she
also loves sci-fi and superheroes movies. She introduced Lil to Smallville and
Star-Trek. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">She hates anything trendy, which includes
techno music, books and movies people line up for hours to buy and watch. Her
favorite book series is <i>Emily the Strange</i>, though she will read anything
with zombies or apocalyptic theme. Her favorite food is pizza and she loves
Frappuccino.<b> </b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">Casting Call:</span></b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"> I have an image of Kylie though I will leave it to readers to decide
what she looks like to them. At five-two, not exactly skinny, pixie face, grey
eyes and brown hair dyed black, Kylie went through a phase when she wore Goth
make-up after school. So if I were to cast her, I’d use Mae Whitman or Ellen
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CHARACTER PROFILE: <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">LILITH‘LIL’ FALCON<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Race</b>: Nephil</div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Age</b>: 16</div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Birthday</b>: August 28<sup>th</sup> </div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Zodiac sign</b>: Virgo (Virgos <span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;">born on August 28 have creative natures. They grasp the interdependence of nature and art—a sensitive side that’s complemented by inner strength. Although August 28 natives have a good self-image, they can be deeply hurt by the bad opinion of others. They're sometimes reticent about settling down, but that changes when they meet their soul mate.)</span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Grade:</b> 10<sup>th</sup></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">GPA:</b> 3.8 (she sucks at physics and history)</div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Favorite Song</b>:“Just a Kiss” by <span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Lady Antebellum</span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Power</b>: Psi, Energy, Empathy</div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Background</b>: Nephilim with more than one power are very rare, but Lil inherited both her psi and empath abilities from her grandfather and energy from her father. A psi can control things with her minds, do mind control and even retrieve memories. Unlike regular energy Guardians, she doesn’t create alpha energy balls. She creates bolts of lightning, an ability she inherited from her father. As an empath, she can feel other people’s emotions when she lowers her shield.</div>
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Lil’s father is a nature-bender. Since nature-benders are demons created from inter-breeding Prime demons with different powers and of different species, Lil has some jerked up DNA floating in her body. </div>
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Lil has a very unusual beauty. Unlike most red-heads, she is not pale. Her skin is more golden or naturally tan, a combination of her father’s swarthy complexion and her Gypsy blood. At five-nine with green, doe-like eyes, and hair multiple shades of red, she is very exotic-looking, which makes her stand out. She doesn’t particularly like her hair color or the fact that she can’t tame its curls.</div>
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Lil is generally kind and compassionate. She is not afraid to ask for help or advice, but she can be stubborn and opinionated. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Unlike the other Guardians, Lil grew up on earth because her grandmother his pure human and she was born on earth. She grew up with her grandmother’s Gypsy tribe, the Kalderash. Later, she spent years moving from place to place with her grandfather, as a result, she didn’t have any close friends. Once she makes a friend, she stays loyal. Her mother died when she was three and she didn’t meet her father until she turned 16. She has a half-sister and her grandfather is the Cardinal Psi Guardians. </div>
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Kylie is moderately social. She loves to dance, but not to party or go clubbing. Although she prefers being alone with her boyfriend, she doesn’t mind hanging out with the other teen Guardians or her human friends. She sometimes let other pressure her into doing things she doesn’t want to do so as not to hurt their feelings. She likes to think she does this to avoid confrontations. </div>
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Lil fully embraces her Gypsy heritage and enjoys wearing Gypsy skirts and accessories. She is not very particular about fashion and rarely stresses about what to wears. When not wearing Gypsy skirts, she is likely to be in jeans and T-shirts. When not with her boyfriend she hangs out with her best friend Kylie and watches streaming online videos. Her favorite book is <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Pride and Prejudice</i>, though she will read any classical book. This is likely her grandfather’s influence. Her favorite food is grilled chicken and baked potatoes.<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"> </b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Casting Call:</b> Lil has a very unusual beauty. Unlike most red-heads she is not pale. Her skin is more golden. At five-nine, green, doe-like eyes, and hair with multi-shades of red, she is very exotic-looking. So if I were to cast her, I’d use Lyndsy<a href="" name="_GoBack"></a> Marie Fonseca. </div>
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