ღRomeo & Juliet: A Vampire & A Witchღ Private~ Yin x CoolCat91 ~ 18+

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Will their love shine through? Or will their families get in the way? Can this strange love- have a happy ending? Read on and you'll find out.~

 

 

Character Format:

~Appearance~

Full Name:

Age:

Role:

Likes/Dislikes:

Hobbies:

Background:

 

~He is tall standing at a good six foot two inches, his complexion is unblemished and pale like a beautiful porcelain doll. Deep molten gold eyes with a flicker of crimson red. His built was slender but yet he did have muscles, however it wasn't overly done. To top it off his hair was that of a satin silky feel but the color was that of midnight, short and yet it framed his face oh so perfectly.~

 

Full Name:

Alistair Von Blake

 

Age:

Look's like he is twenty-four but is really one-hundred and forty-two.

 

Role:

Vampire Noble.

 

Likes:

He is a simple man of simple taste. He loves the smell of virgin blood, he is a extraordinary ball room dancer and loves to walk among gardens. He also loves being in charge, when things go his way he is very happy. Dislikes:

People who belittle him in front of other's, he can't stand them. People who get in his way of something that he wants. And how people treat other people (meaning if somebody is rude to another person without meaning) that just angers him.

 

Hobbies:

Reading in the rose garden and playing the piano is his forte.

 

Background:

The Von Blake family has been around since the dark ages, they also have been at a disagreement with another family for many years. Always fighting and arguing with each other over the most stupidest things. But what's strange is that this family that they have had a dispute with were witches. Not, werewolves or other vampires. Oh no, it was witches. Alistair is the youngest among six children- who were off with their own families, unlike him who hasn't really found his true soul mate. His father and mother have been trying to get him married for years but- nobody caught his eye.

[SCAR]

Appearance

 

In the morning breeze with her long brown hair blowing with the wind and the crimson red ends playing with her face she stood, with her crop top hugging her like a second skin and a short shorts framing her toned narrow waist. She stood there with her fist closed and as soon as she opened her palms the soothing wind turned into a storm, the flowers in the meadow she stood in, turned into tiny flame balls moving speed around her but never blowing off and then in a flick of her fingers every thing returned back to normal, smirking she turned and her amethyst eyes lit up and she took a deep breath in and all the flowers bloomed to its fullest .

 

Name

Rose Petrova

 

Age

She is 23 years old but people mistake her for 18.

 

Role

Delinquent Witch

 

Likes/dislikes

The sounds of wind, blooming flowers, fluttering butterflies, burning sun, attracted her more. Everything about nature and their rules attracted her.

But who breaks the rule and harm nature is meant to be her enemy.

 

Hobbies

She's good at almost everything but her special hobby was sketching and admiring the greenery of nature.

 

Background

Since many ages witches control the balance between nature and vampires break the rules of nature by killing innocent lives. The Von Blake's were the biggest rivals of Petrova. But Rose, she is different from rest of the Petrova members. She believes that every living thing on this earth have feelings may it be werewolves or vampire

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The moonlight was shinning through the gray clouds that was hiding the lunar's full bright face. Tonight was the night of a ball. Not just any ball, oh no it was hosted by the Von Blake family. Music was heard coming from the grand high ceiling ballroom.

 

People laughing and bodies moving together in perfect harmony. Mask were covering the people's face, women wore slightly reveling low cut dresses. While the men were looking quite dashing in their tuxedo's. But one man, however, was looking rather bored and not at all enjoying his time- what-so-ever.

 

A soft sigh broke free from his full soft lips. "Master Von Blake.. Why don't you ask me out to dance?" A woman who had her breast pushed up due to her dress being that of a corset type. Her mask was way to shinny and too crazy for his taste.

 

Before, he could even so much as decline her another woman walked up with the same intent, he opened his mouth ready about to say something to the two women. Whom were already arguing to see who was going to dance with their young master.

 

While- the women were busy with each other by yelling at one another; that gave him the chance to slip away from them and moved out through the large glass double doors that lead out onto the balcony. Once he was outside, he took a deep breath of fresh air.

 

'Finally some fresh air...' He thought to himself as he took off his half black and half white mask. His pale porcelain skin made even the moon herself glare in envy. He closed his molten gold eyes that held a flicker of crimson red shut. As he listened to the soft music and the heart beats of everybody that was inside.

[SCAR]

“An amazing weather to pick a fight with those tiny blood sucking creatures” said she as she intentionally crossed the border which separated witches and vampires. She slits her wrist letting the virgin red fluid slide through her palm and at the brink when it was to be separated gushes of wind surrounded her.

 

“Come on you filthy blood suckers” grinning evilly she said and flicked her fingers , within few seconds it was pitch black and silent, the gushing sound stopped as if it was the pause before the explosion.

 

She could feel the presence of them surrounding her , “araculus inferno” she murmured and all the low lives were burnt down to ashes. “tch!.. I need to find difficult one’s I have to become more strong” she thought to herself.

 

Walking alone in the dark forest for a few miles made her tired and as she used a lot of her energy to burn those creatures down she felt dizzy, resting her back in one of the trees she said “ I cant walk more “ sliding herself down she sat on the muddy path.

 

The blood was still flowing down her hand but she could not use the magic unnecessarily, she couldn’t hold up anymore; she collapsed within no time. Before lying unconscious the last thing she heard was a sigh of someone.

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Virgin blood? The sweet crimson nectar scent came up his nose- almost beckoning for him to come and have a small sip of the sweet rarity. Deep molten gold eyes flashed a pure red color for a moment the once flicker of crimson consuming his eye color for only a fleeting moment.

 

He placed one hand on the railing of the balcony that was three feet off the ground- he jumped it. Landing perfectly on his own two feet. Not loosing his balance. He was quite good with maintaining it, his once worn black and white mask was now laying upon the marble floor of the balcony.

 

The man paused in his movements, he could sense younger and more uncontrollable vampires near by- he had to get to the sweet smell before they could. Just a little bit farther... His movements came to a halt. Leaning against a tree and unconscious was the most stunning and sweet smelling female that he has the pleasure of encountering before.

 

Shaking his head to clear the thoughts away- he grew strangely concerned for the woman's well-being. Quickly- using his supernatural speed- he was by her side in a blink of an eye. Pearly white fangs were slowly protruding out from behind his lips. The crimson was-once again taking control of the gold color.

 

However- the rustling of the trees and bushes along with the snapping of twigs singled that the others were close. Fighting back his natural instincts; and having an inner struggle with his monster- he picked the woman up in his arms gently and rushed away from that spot.

 

Looking for a place where nobody knew but himself. When the secret gazebo came into view he walked up the white slightly overgrown marble steps and placed the woman down gently on one of the large sitting white built-in marble benches. He knew he would have to burn his dress jacket since it had her sweet smelling blood on it.

[SCAR]

Lying unconscious for hours her body became numb and irritated. Opening her eyes slowly to the dim lit surrounding Rose mumbled “uhh….W..Where Am I?” holding her temple and twitching it. Watching the time at her shiny red wrist watch she jerked herself up..”Oh no I’m late .. “ she said while holding her clotted wrist “Ouch..” wincing a little she looked around trying to find a clue of where she was.

Dark goldenish crimson eyes stuck her survey “Wh…Who are you?.and Where Am I?.” pushing herself back on the white marble she said hesitatingly. Still feeling a little nauseous she pushed herself up the marble bench and stood up somehow, “What do you want?” bit confusingly she said ..Still gazing those eyes and trying to guess from the gestures of the silhouette about who that being was.

“Is he a human or blood thirsty vampire?”; “No..Not blood thirsty else I would have been dead by now!..Then..A Human? At this hour!” her mind had lot of questions..

Walking closer to the silhouette she stretched her arms and swirled her fingers pointed towards a tree behind the silhouette, every branch and leaf of tree caught fire.. which cleared the disguised person’s face.

A beautiful smooth white polished skin with a reflection of fire came into vision, he had a perfect physique and elegant features. His lips were the color of snow when a drop of blood falls on it. With those marvelous looks and crimson eyes he surely was a vampire.