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Hot Blood--Contest Entry by flowerpower09, literature

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Hot Blood--Contest Entry

"Well now, just who do you reckon that lady is now?" Tarren whistled just low enough for Scarlett to hear. He lifted the brim of his dusty hat with a finger. The corners of his mouth turned up in a surprised smile. "Mighty pretty too, if I might add." God, how she wanted to shut this man up. Traveling to Armadillo with Tarren was like riding with an excited child; the further they rode, the faster his mouth moved until Scarlett wanted nothing more than to knock him from the saddle. Even Chance couldn't hide the irritated edge to his voice when he spoke. Much like she couldn't either. "Tarren, I'm sure there are many pretty women—"

The Best Kind of Business by flowerpower09, literature

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The Best Kind of Business

"Monsieur Baudine, I do seem to have a question on the duties of this organization." Alicio looked around the lavish ballroom and its occupants. There were people of the highest class dancing and socializing with one another. The good majority of them were of human species, but he could pick out the handful who were just like him-vampire. He looked to the blond vampire next to him with a curious expression, only to find him grinning back. "Why Mister Lesteur, we are doing the duties right this instant." Alico frowned. "Attending a ball is a duty?" Gilbert Baudine patted Alicio's shoulder. "Of course. We are here on business." His keen eye

Misplaced by flowerpower09, literature

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Misplaced

"Give 'em back." Jesse had Cody pinned to the outside wall and nearly in a choke hold. "Give me my damn keys. How am I supposed ta get anywhere, huh?" With the smile that curved on his brother's face, Jesse nearly decked him then and there. "Easy Jess. Walk like everyone else." "You won't be sayin' that when you need a ride ta school, huh? Guess you'll have ta take the bus again." Jesse let go of Cody's collar. "And I can't come get ya when the football players decide ta dunk you in the dumpsters." The jovial smile on Cody's face dropped faster than dead flies. "That ain't funny, Jess. I smelled like mystery meat for a week… You d

Long Haul by flowerpower09, literature

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Long Haul

Light from the streetlamps danced in and out of his vision as the truck rolled down the empty highway. The neon blue clock on the dashboard read twelve thirty one in the morning and yet he didn't feel an ounce of sleep behind his eyelids. Instead, he pressed a a bit harder on the old Chevy's gas pedal, hoping he'd get to that Podunk little town already and she'd be out of his hair, long gone. But she wouldn't. No matter how this crazy adventure ended, Dune knew the memories of her would follow him like a lonely ghost. He would be torn somewhere between regret and relief. He never before believed in soul mates or finding the One. He nev

Locked Up by flowerpower09, literature

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Locked Up

"Don't I get my one phone call?" Silas turned to face the officer through the bars. "What happened to reading my rights? I want a lawyer!" The officer rolled his eyes as he dropped his backpack on the desk. "And what would you do with a lawyer, son?" He unzipped the first pocket. Silas grit his teeth to prevent further jail time. "I'd tell him to get me out of here, that's what. And that stuff is none of your business! I wasn't thrown in here for possession." "Oh?" The officer stopped to look at him. "Now what do you think you're in here for?" Gripping the bars, Silas rolled his eyes. "As far as I know, talking to a girl is perfectl

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Hot Blood--Contest Entry by flowerpower09, literature

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The Best Kind of Business by flowerpower09, literature

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The Best Kind of Business

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Long Haul

Centuries of Punishment by flowerpower09, literature

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Centuries of Punishment

The storm was fully raging by the time Garnet reached the gate made of sticks. Rain pounded on the little awning over the cobblestone porch. Once she was out of the tempest for the moment, she balled her hand into a petite little fist and raised her hand to knock. Before her ghostly knuckles hit the weathered wood, a pair of shutters collided with the shack nearly causing Garnet to jump clean out of her skin. "Curse this weather." She muttered under her breath. "Curse my sister. I am always rescuing her from trouble…" A rumble of thunder sounded in the distance and echoed in her chest. Clutching her cloak even tighter, she finally kn

Comfort Food by flowerpower09, literature

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Comfort Food

She was always in the kitchen on a bad day. Just that thought alone made her laugh. She was always in the kitchen everyday. What made bad days so different? Well, besides the fact that they were happening more often and more frequently? Addie knew the reasons too. It was life. Everything made her temperamental these days. Sometimes it was so bad, she couldn't think of one new recipe to try or a dish to improve. Sometimes she just wanted to pop a TV dinner in the microwave and be done with it. She made a face. Addie von March never resorted to microwaving a meal. She must have it bad. There were some days where she just wanted to

Sacrifices by flowerpower09, literature

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Sacrifices

"What are you doing here?" Gracie crossed her arms, half out of bewilderment and half out of excitement. "I think you took a wrong turn somewhere, Phillip. This is England." The words were stuck in his throat like thick peanut butter. His heart hammered into his chest. "Gracie…" "You weren't happy with that fiancée of yours? What, was she too much for you, Mr. Kingston?" Then a thought occurred to her. "Did you come crawling back? Was I your back up plan?" She looked at him then, standing on her front porch in the freezing rain. The water dripped down his trench coat and sent stinging cold droplets onto his face. Finally,

Courage by flowerpower09, literature

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Courage

The blood from his hand stuck to the reins and sweat from the midday heat dripped down his brow. Even the rush of wind from the ride did nothing to help. Jet Everett's mind was far from the heat. As he urged the black and white gelding on at a gallop, he could see the town come into view. He glanced down at the woman he held in his arms and his sense of urgency increased tremendously. It wasn't just any woman he was saving this time, it was Isabelle. What were the odds? It had been years since they last saw each other. Even running into her family a few days earlier was something of a coincidence. Just as this one. At the memories of t

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They Got Me While I Was Young by teardownthefence, literature

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They Got Me While I Was Young

I still remember the first time I disobeyed my parents. It was the afternoon of my third birthday and I was revelling in my spoils; three dollars, a pack of Reeses Pieces and a book of Mother Goose's nursery rhymes. It was the final item that led to my demise, my slippery slope into disobedience. At the age of two I had already begun to read, pouring over auto parts magazines and whatever else was lying around the house that my parents would let me get my adventurous fingers on. My father and I did everything together. He taught me how to train our puppy Elmo, how to build a distress signal, how to defend myself, how to shoot a gun, and most

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Five Shots by flowerpower09, literature

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Five Shots

Scarlett arranged the empty cans along the fence each a foot apart. This had become a routine, she discovered. The best way to relieve anger is to shoot someone. Something, she corrected mentally, closing her eyes. Shoot something. Even though she wouldn't deny it. There were days when she wanted to do nothing more than to rid herself of pests. Well, one pest. Ace Greyson had managed to worm and weasel his way into her mind, often with more negative things than positive. He teased her relentlessly, like a schoolboy would for the girl he had affection for. Just that thought alone made her stomach turn. He have affection for her. Ha! Scarlet

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Aug 15, 1991
United States
Deviant for 17 years
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~Romance writer~

_{Recipe to make Christy:
Ingredients
an ounce of country
an ounce of r&b
a teaspoon of rock
a dash of techno
2 cups artist
2 lbs. of books
2 pairs of cowgirl boots
1 Wacom Bamboo tablet
1/4 cup ballpoint pens
1 composition book
1 cowgirl hat
1 big heart}

Favourite Visual Artist

Van Gogh, Dorthea Lange, especially my best friend, Vonnie.

Favourite Movies

Disney (Beauty and the Beast, Princess and the Frog), Tyler Perry movies (Meet the Browns etc.), comdies (Due Date!), romances (Titanic, Sweet Home Alabama), Westers (3:10 to Yuma)

Favourite TV Shows

Cold Case, Laredo, Into the West, Castle, rodeos or Professional Bull Riding events

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

George Strait, Miranda Lambert, Nicki Minaj, Rihanna, The Fray, Taylor Swift... I like a lot of people.

Favourite Books

Way too many of these: Pride and Prejudice, Gone with the Wind, The Grapes of Wrath, The Stone Creek series, The Swan... and many, many more.

Favourite Writers

Jane Austen, Charlotte & Emily Bronte, Mark Twain, John Steinbeck... romance writers: Linda Lael Miller, Susan Elizabeth Phillps, Luann Mclane, Nora Roberts, Catherine Anderson, too many to name.

Favourite Games

Red Dead Redemption, Legend of Zelda games: Twilight Princess/Skyward Sword. Not much of a gamer anymore.

Favourite Gaming Platform

Wii usually. Xbox 360 when I have to.

Tools of the Trade

Hmm... laptop, pencil, notebook, blood, sweat and tears. Add another helping of determination and perserverance.

Other Interests

I'm also an aspiring digital artist and a photographer on good days. A traveler and life experiencer when I can.

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flowerpower09

Aug 3, 2012

The Big 2-1

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...is in thirteen days. Really? I haven't had a journal entry in eight months? :no: I have no words for that. I really could do one great big, long, giant update but there isn't much of a point to that. Instead, I'll leave you all with this: I'm doing really well lately. I'm working on my first novel (romance, of course) as well as improving in my digital art. Though I know I need practice with my traditional media, but I'm planning on taking Elementary Drawing and Composition this fall and I'm SUPER excited about that. For as much as I love writing, I want to be able to create visual stories as well. Maybe someday I'll even be able to draw

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flowerpower09

Jan 20, 2012

Free Membership Day?

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Actually I just wanted to see if this works, really. ;p And maybe provide a little update? I just started my second semester of college, which in retrospect, is a real scary thing for me. Life has been really crazy these last couple months, and not  just because of school. I haven't been an active deviant because (as I said a LONG TIME AGOOOO) I was considering making a new account. Don't get me wrong, I will. I'm still waiting for the opportunity to load my new dA up with some juicy, romantic stories. Which brings me to my next topic, I've also been toying with the idea of posting some of my finished projects from my Digital Drawing class

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flowerpower09

Sep 7, 2011

Just Thoughts

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Well it seems I've been thinking about either moving or deactivating this account. Not that its because I want to quit DeviantART, I've just been thinking I should have an account where I really post up stuff I do-whether it be writing or digital drawing. I've had this for nearly five years and I've made lots of friends and learned even more, but since I turned 20, its time for a new start. To all my friends who do stop by every now and then, I'll be sure to post up another journal before I deactivate this one letting you know where you can contact me and what my new account will be. Thank you to everyone who has still supported me through