Welcome to my new story!

Based on Christopher Walken's 'The Prophecy' I bring to you my new work, The Angel. A new theme runs through this piece of work, no more Oscar Wilde and certainly no more homosexuality. Maybe one day, I'll go back to this core as this is the source of my roots.

The Angel is based on 'The Prophecy' and comes before my next story 'Reborn' which carries on the bizarre occurances in the life of Lois Waterman. It includes a certain amount of ancient Greek history. I am pleased with this new writing style. Look for updates!


Teaser?

Lois Waterman is your average, twenty five year old receptionist. She has a degree in Ancient history, but works in a recruitment office. How sad is that?! Being brought up in England all her life, and having never ventured off the dull and rain-battered Island, Lois likes to think that everywhere is just the same old grey-brown office she works in, and everyone goes home to something similar as that old appartment in London which she lives in. Until one day when she goes to visit the grave of her deceased parents does Lois realise that things aren't as mundane as she thought they were...

Coming soon...

~Jazmine
(a.k.a ~*JazGray*~)

I have never heard of the prophecy but I do like your introductions,
and I am certainly a fan of your writing so I am quite curious to see what you will come up with.

Glad to see you around here again and I hope that maybe one day you will finish your other story!

Hello again ninque elen! I am currently writing a chapter of The Angel, so maybe later on when I am satisfied with it, I could have that posted by tonight (my time).

To know that someone likes my writing as much as you say you do, is very heart warming for me on this cold wintry morning! Thanks so much for your support! *hugs*

About 'Strange & Beautiful' I had to take it off because I am entering it as a piece for one of my BA Hons Creative Writing modules, and if it was found, I may have been accused for plagiarism when it was clearly not. Just couldn't take going down for my own work! *lol*

But, saying that, I have began to re-write it all again, this time with more feeling especially for the character Henry Stuart. I intend to post it back once it has been marked by my tutor. :)

~Jaz

PS. It feels good to be back too. Thanks!

I totally understand were you are coming from,
so I certainly won't whine about it *winks*
I just hope that your tutor will grade is soon.

Should I take it of the forum for you...as not to run any risks?

And yes I do like your writing very much.
You have such an incredible style
and you have a way of telling a story that sucks you right in.
Not to mention your descriptions....they are amazing!!

Well I am looking forward to reading this story of yours
and good luck with your course!

:) I kinda took the story from the posts I made, but if you want to take the thread off because of it being empty, would only make sense. So, when I bring the new one here, it will be all shiny and new! Thanks. :D I will try hardest on my course, thank you!

*Blushes* Why, thank you so much for the time you take to read my stuff, and your thoughts are very much appreciated. *hugs* I am not used to sharing my work, so I didn't know that it has such an effect on people. I'll try to make points where you can get out of my world though because I can tell you now, it could get quite dangerous!

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Disclaimer PG-13/15 - I am not too sure about this in the way that right now, at the beginning of things, I cannot tell which way this road will take me. Most of my characters are ficitonal, as for some are based on Mythology.
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The air shifted but there was no moving of the black smoke that had by now clothed her. It walled around and she was lost in it, breathing it, and it tasted like the air does when burning coal. This was the Black Country, somewhere she knew she’d end up one day and she knew she wouldn’t realise it until she was actually there. On the journey here, she hadn’t foreseen the darkness that awaited her at what looked to be the end of the path. But she had to go on, but this smoke was not ordinary for it was thick and she was finding it hard to walk through, she tried anyway.


Looking up, she saw no stars above her and this was the most frightening thing for Luna was not out either – how could a goddess so beautiful be so cruel? This was a little disheartening but she felt that she must get through anyway; it was imperative that she should! With determination being the cure for her broken heart, she waded on through the darkness as a mountaineer does in the snow. It was hard-going, but the quest had only just started; the quest to save the blood of her people… The quest to save the blood of her people…



Look around you, said a voice in her head, and when she obeyed frightfully, what she saw was the easiest thing to comprehend but not easy to see for the force of her Guardian pulling her back was strong. What she had seen had glowed white even in this black. What she had seen jolted her heart, a thing that thought had stopped due to heart attack in this – this black! I won’t give up, she muttered to herself but the sound that left her mouth she did not hear straightaway in her ears, but in the air around her instead and it echoed back, mocking her.



Suddenly, it was like the path grew hands that held her one foot, she tripped and fell to the hard, black floor and as she hit her head, the words that flooded her senses since she heard them came once again to her ears that felt like they were bleeding.
‘This is how it’s meant to be, my child. It will be a hard road, and not an easy one to find, but you will find a way…’ the words of The Voices had breathed into the night before she had left. That night had been cursed she knew that for it was the fourth night Luna had not smiled upon Earth her sister, this night was always cursed.



But it was not the curse that played on mind right now, however, and it was certainly not her lover, nor her friend. Nor even the quest to save the future for the new people, even the black would temporarily subside whenever she thought of this. What strummed the harp strings of her heart now was her Guardian for he was beautiful, and he was the maker and even the breaker of hearts. He was, however, making her heart now because what else but her Guardian could give her the courage to go on when the love he emanated turned the black satin smoke to red? And now, as she walked on she was naked floating straight into his arms.



‘Love is cure, love is cure,’ he whispered seductively. ‘Love will find a way as it always does. Your people love you, as will your children that follow. Love is the spring, the summer and the winter, and you too are the spring, the summer and the winter for you were born and now you bloom and soon you will die, as does love. Love is born and found, it brings life that grows and will eventually die. Put your trust in me; put your trust in love. I will find the way for you. I am Love…’
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Thanks for reading, and I hope you like it! :D
~Jazmine

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Wow you have me powerfully intrigued. I love the way you describe with colour as colour has emotion attached to them.

Where is she... Is she in hell or is it a actual country in your story.... I am too curious.

You established your character very well, a strong determined person, ready to save those she loved, yet vulnerable and flaud. She is laced with doubts and fears even though it is not mentioned strongly in the prolouge.. ( I could be completely wrong though..)

:ghost: Dies....
Love, Love, LOVE this especially because you made "love" to be a man, it is always connected to Aphrodite the godess of love, so this knocked me off my feet a bit. It's descreption is powerful and pure... not to mention truth.

Girl, you have got me hooked... And as shall be waiting for more.

Love, Moon

P.s. How did you get your seperate sections, in this new lay out, all my sections are melted together....

*lol* I hate to be mean, but again, no previews *lol* But I will say that these common things, i.e., time, love and darkness, etc, are all going to be signified and bare a matter of importance throughout because of the belief of those Ancients Greeks as they believed that these things were controlled by transcendant beings.

Yes, that happened to me too when I first posted and I had to go back and edit. I did this by double/triple spacing. I can't remember which actually work, but I did put more than one space between my paragraphs! Hope that helps! :)

Thanks for your reviews and here is more to come for you so hold on *lol*

~Jaz