Minerva Seraphine DeLuca
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ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ?
ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴀᴄʜɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴜʟ?
[TOXIC ROMANCE, DRAMA, PSYCHOLOGICAL HORROR, CRIME.]
The neon of the club was blinding as the dance floor was crowded with people ranging from drunk men to sexually-aggravated teenagers preying on each other. Lady Lime was your typical Night club at the Raven Hills. A town small enough for secrets to be a rarity. Nothing ever really stayed hidden in the town. Lady Lime was always the beacon where all the secrets were always unveiled. This town had visitors rarely. Because it was almost forgotten but Raven Hills was a town that housed people who were no normal individuals. Many here were as mysterious as the fictional vampires and deadly like them as well. Raven Hills housed many who took a fall only to find pleasure in the pain. It was a crazy town filled with crazy yet beautiful people.
“It’s been quiet lately, don’t ya think, Jamie boy? “ two men were chatting at the bar side as they downed their whiskey and dwelled in the fading lights and growing darkness.
“Agreed, Steve. But this peace is possibly because of that disappearance. I tell you that family was the evil in this town. “ Jamie answered to his compare, as he downed his fifth glass and pointed to the glass, the bartender taking it away for a refill.
“That family. Yeah. The tragedy was sick. After that murder of the matriarch Henrietta, Fleur really did move out of town. I hear their daughter lost it and went nuts. “ Steve said in a low whisper as if the shadows would hear and sell this secret away as well.
“Aye. I agree. That Devereux family was crazy. I hear the little lady tried to even burn the Devereux Manor. Talk about going downhill. The kid always gave the creeps. But damn, she is one nice-looking angel. “ Jamie clarified as he downed his sixth glass.
“An angel that happens to be a serpent. Believe me, Jamie boy! That woman is nothing like her mother. More likely to take after her father. She is a downright psychopath. There are a lot of secrets in their house of theirs. The Devereux Manor. It still stands haunting the daylights out of the normal folks! Heck! People say they still see Henrietta standing in her room gazing through the window if one passes by it. That Manor is as haunting as that family. Good thing that Fleur went away. “ Steve expressed as he pushed back the locks of his honey blonde hair. The man was attractive but the shadows hid that well.
“I heard that Fleur is moving back here. They are saying little redhead psycho is getting a release as well. Tch! All I know she should stay in the asylum. Heck! I have my hunches she was the one who impaled mommy dear that night as well! “ Jamie whispered lowly as if fearing the very entity would hear about him referring to her.
“God have mercy on us then.. “ Steve said as he downed his glass. Jamie nodded as he proceeded to getting drunk but almost lost it as he spotted it.
“God bless us! Steve! Is that freaking her? Why the heck is she here and out of the Nuthouse? “ Jamie asked in sheer shock and somewhat fear. Have they just called upon the evil incarnate? There she was. The only female alive of the Devereux Family. Daughter to Fleur Devereux. She looked nothing like an insane doll. But she looked like a fashion diva. But as was said. She was looked upon as a serpent disguised as an angel.
The woman wore a blood red pencil skirt dress, the shoulders exposed but her upper arms were adorned with satin red lace as her red stiletto made a mark on the very floor. Her lips painted a murderous red while her hair were what caught the attention. Scorching Red was the colour. It felt like flames were trapped in her hair while her stormy blue orbs only added more to her beauty. A true perfection.
The dancing individuals stared at her as their dancing had ceased. She walked like the refined lady she was and took a seat on one of the stools. She had a pleasant smile on her face. Almost too pleasant. The bartender came to her who was an old man. An old man but indeed one who knew things..
“Speak of the Devil. “ the bartender mused.
“Well I guess its better than being called a rotting bitch. We are all broken cases aren’t we? “ the woman mused. Her voice was sickly sweet for what she was depicted. If one were to call her a devil, it would be true. She was everything one desired. Yet could never have.
“Aye. What can I get a pretty lady like you, Ma’am ? “ he asked smiling to the woman. The woman chuckled as she heard his rather flattering comment.
“Your top wine. Made by the Devereuxes. I like my brand. You know that, Stevenson. “ She mused as Stevenson gave a nod.
“No doubt, Lady Devereux.” He spoke as he began to make her drink as she desired. It surely seemed that she was a regular customer, until she was sent away to the Crazy house.. One would say it would ruin her because Seaton House never cured anyone. It only made them worse. But she was no normal woman after all. A Devereux through and through. Crazy ran in her blood.
“And Stevenson, you may call me by the name. Just not at the witching hour. I’ll come and take you. “ she spoke delivering her dark humor perfectly. Stevenson laughed.
“Well I’ll take my chances, Mira Jane. “the man exclaimed mixing the drinks and pouring her a glass.
Mira smiled.. “Excellente. “
//Bonjour! Thank you for reading the long ass starter! I am aware that there are things still hidden about my character and the plot is hidden as well. What you need to know is that Mira is a daughter of a rich man named Fleur Devereux who owns an infamous wine industry. In Raven Hills, their family is considered pure villainy. Then the sudden murder of Henrietta, Mira father takes place due to which Mira is admitted in an asylum by her father for mental recovery. She has now returned and her purpose is unknown but it will be revealed. Your character can be anyone. One of her best friends, an Ex boyfriend, a man who has a crush on her. Now my character will be slightly psychotic, bipolar and somewhat narcissistic. So the romance that will happen is going to be toxic. Your character must be male and dominant. Mine isnt submissive however. She is also slightly dominant. My rules are as under.
Be Descriptive. Multi -para/Novella only. I will not accept any other length.
Be fairly active. Leave me hanging and our roleplay will be considered closed.
Contribute to the plot. Don’t be a good boy. Bring your darkness out.
Now if you read everything, answer the following questions.
What is the name of the club?
What is the name of my character?
What is the name of the bartender?
ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴀᴄʜɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴜʟ?
[TOXIC ROMANCE, DRAMA, PSYCHOLOGICAL HORROR, CRIME.]
The neon of the club was blinding as the dance floor was crowded with people ranging from drunk men to sexually-aggravated teenagers preying on each other. Lady Lime was your typical Night club at the Raven Hills. A town small enough for secrets to be a rarity. Nothing ever really stayed hidden in the town. Lady Lime was always the beacon where all the secrets were always unveiled. This town had visitors rarely. Because it was almost forgotten but Raven Hills was a town that housed people who were no normal individuals. Many here were as mysterious as the fictional vampires and deadly like them as well. Raven Hills housed many who took a fall only to find pleasure in the pain. It was a crazy town filled with crazy yet beautiful people.
“It’s been quiet lately, don’t ya think, Jamie boy? “ two men were chatting at the bar side as they downed their whiskey and dwelled in the fading lights and growing darkness.
“Agreed, Steve. But this peace is possibly because of that disappearance. I tell you that family was the evil in this town. “ Jamie answered to his compare, as he downed his fifth glass and pointed to the glass, the bartender taking it away for a refill.
“That family. Yeah. The tragedy was sick. After that murder of the matriarch Henrietta, Fleur really did move out of town. I hear their daughter lost it and went nuts. “ Steve said in a low whisper as if the shadows would hear and sell this secret away as well.
“Aye. I agree. That Devereux family was crazy. I hear the little lady tried to even burn the Devereux Manor. Talk about going downhill. The kid always gave the creeps. But damn, she is one nice-looking angel. “ Jamie clarified as he downed his sixth glass.
“An angel that happens to be a serpent. Believe me, Jamie boy! That woman is nothing like her mother. More likely to take after her father. She is a downright psychopath. There are a lot of secrets in their house of theirs. The Devereux Manor. It still stands haunting the daylights out of the normal folks! Heck! People say they still see Henrietta standing in her room gazing through the window if one passes by it. That Manor is as haunting as that family. Good thing that Fleur went away. “ Steve expressed as he pushed back the locks of his honey blonde hair. The man was attractive but the shadows hid that well.
“I heard that Fleur is moving back here. They are saying little redhead psycho is getting a release as well. Tch! All I know she should stay in the asylum. Heck! I have my hunches she was the one who impaled mommy dear that night as well! “ Jamie whispered lowly as if fearing the very entity would hear about him referring to her.
“God have mercy on us then.. “ Steve said as he downed his glass. Jamie nodded as he proceeded to getting drunk but almost lost it as he spotted it.
“God bless us! Steve! Is that freaking her? Why the heck is she here and out of the Nuthouse? “ Jamie asked in sheer shock and somewhat fear. Have they just called upon the evil incarnate? There she was. The only female alive of the Devereux Family. Daughter to Fleur Devereux. She looked nothing like an insane doll. But she looked like a fashion diva. But as was said. She was looked upon as a serpent disguised as an angel.
The woman wore a blood red pencil skirt dress, the shoulders exposed but her upper arms were adorned with satin red lace as her red stiletto made a mark on the very floor. Her lips painted a murderous red while her hair were what caught the attention. Scorching Red was the colour. It felt like flames were trapped in her hair while her stormy blue orbs only added more to her beauty. A true perfection.
The dancing individuals stared at her as their dancing had ceased. She walked like the refined lady she was and took a seat on one of the stools. She had a pleasant smile on her face. Almost too pleasant. The bartender came to her who was an old man. An old man but indeed one who knew things..
“Speak of the Devil. “ the bartender mused.
“Well I guess its better than being called a rotting bitch. We are all broken cases aren’t we? “ the woman mused. Her voice was sickly sweet for what she was depicted. If one were to call her a devil, it would be true. She was everything one desired. Yet could never have.
“Aye. What can I get a pretty lady like you, Ma’am ? “ he asked smiling to the woman. The woman chuckled as she heard his rather flattering comment.
“Your top wine. Made by the Devereuxes. I like my brand. You know that, Stevenson. “ She mused as Stevenson gave a nod.
“No doubt, Lady Devereux.” He spoke as he began to make her drink as she desired. It surely seemed that she was a regular customer, until she was sent away to the Crazy house.. One would say it would ruin her because Seaton House never cured anyone. It only made them worse. But she was no normal woman after all. A Devereux through and through. Crazy ran in her blood.
“And Stevenson, you may call me by the name. Just not at the witching hour. I’ll come and take you. “ she spoke delivering her dark humor perfectly. Stevenson laughed.
“Well I’ll take my chances, Mira Jane. “the man exclaimed mixing the drinks and pouring her a glass.
Mira smiled.. “Excellente. “
//Bonjour! Thank you for reading the long ass starter! I am aware that there are things still hidden about my character and the plot is hidden as well. What you need to know is that Mira is a daughter of a rich man named Fleur Devereux who owns an infamous wine industry. In Raven Hills, their family is considered pure villainy. Then the sudden murder of Henrietta, Mira father takes place due to which Mira is admitted in an asylum by her father for mental recovery. She has now returned and her purpose is unknown but it will be revealed. Your character can be anyone. One of her best friends, an Ex boyfriend, a man who has a crush on her. Now my character will be slightly psychotic, bipolar and somewhat narcissistic. So the romance that will happen is going to be toxic. Your character must be male and dominant. Mine isnt submissive however. She is also slightly dominant. My rules are as under.
Be Descriptive. Multi -para/Novella only. I will not accept any other length.
Be fairly active. Leave me hanging and our roleplay will be considered closed.
Contribute to the plot. Don’t be a good boy. Bring your darkness out.
Now if you read everything, answer the following questions.
What is the name of the club?
What is the name of my character?
What is the name of the bartender?
