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Genre: Fantasy
About thekyraLocation: Under your floorboards D: Home Region: Age:15 Website: http://moonfaded.proboards.com Favorite novels: Warriors; Octavion Nothing; His Dark Materials; the Bartimaeus Trilogy; House of Night, the Looking Glass Wars... Favorite writers: Erin Hunter, Diana Wynne Jones, Philip Pullman, Jonathan Stroud, Eoin Colfer... Favorite music: Styx, Green Day, Evanescence, 3 Doors Down, Barenaked Ladies, Carbon Leaf, Coldplay, Weezer, Blink 182... Non-noveling interests: Drawing, reading, roleplay, and not much else. |
Joined: Augustus 30, 2009 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 21 NaNoWriMo buddies: 8
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Brief Author Bio: formerly known as InvaderKyra :3 |
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Synopsis: Living Between the Lines
untitled as of right now, this is (so far) a story about lies, deceit, trickery, and that little smidgen of good left in the heart of a man who renounced his birth and gave up his life in order to gain a little freedom. you never know with rogues, they can ambush you and take everything of worth you own and then come back years later with an offer to help you get back on your feet.
would you take that offer?
Excerpt: Living Between the Lines
Celeyn rolled her eyes. “First you threaten me, and now you're flirting with me? What is this, a madhouse?”
He grinned wickedly. “It all depends on your point of view. Now, are you gonna run away like a good girl, or do you prefer a more dangerous game?”
She glared at him. “I would prefer to go home. Without your 'people' stalking me.”
The Rogue shrugged. “None of them are around and about, anyway. If anything, you might get followed by a hungry cat, if that.”
“Ooh, a cat, that's so terrifying,” she replied sarcastically, pulling her hood back up over her head, casting her face in shadow once more. “To be honest, I'd take a starving, deranged cat over sunshine any day. Not like that would happen, anyway.” Celeyn sighed softly, turned around, and headed out the door, leaving in her wake a rather amused Rogue.
Cedric watched her go in silence, quietly amused. “She'll be back,” he muttered. “They always come back.”
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