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Thread: The Garden of Bloody Roses

Okay, so I've decided to add some of my plot ideas. Please do check them out and do not hesitate to PM me if any of these sparks your interest. Most of them are untitled, so if you get anything good to name them, I beg your opinion. 1 Untitled May's usually a good girl she doesn't drink, party or even date. But when she decides to attend the last party of high school - and her first party ever - things go downhill. Enraged - and worried - with her latest scandal, her parents send her away to live with her aunt for the summer in the country side. A summer she expected to be blatant and excruciating, takes a hot turn when the boy next-door turns out to be her ex-crush Older probably 20-23. She is clearly attracted to him but what does this older, experienced boy think of her prudish self? 2 A Pair made in Hell To strengthen their new-born friendship, ex-enemies and mafia kings Daltons and xxxxsyour family's name marry their kids to their families. The couple the marriage creates, will bring the whole mafia world to their knees, and rule the world. Only if they do not kill each other first... 3 Contractually Bound She needed money. He needed to get married. What possible equation one can think of with them? Janette 'Jane' Franklins could not bear to see her family writhe in hunger for days. But with her father dead, her mother sick, and several debts suffocating them, what could she possibly do? XY your character was a young businessman 25-27 who had only seen the bitter side of love. With his dying grandfather wishing to see him married and settled he sets out fulfill the last wish of the only father figure he had ever had. One day, when both stumble over each other each understands the situation the other is going through. On an impulse they make a deal a loveless marriage where they both get what they want. But how long will this contract stand between them? I'm ready to play either More coming...WIP
Thread: The Garden of Bloody Roses

4 Washed Ashore XY was a rich boy who decides to spend his summer before college in the remote island owned by his family, where only housekeepers and the relatives were allowed. He seeked some privacy amidst all the demands of his famous life. This little trip could sate him, right? Everything went as planned, till a girl around his age washes up on the beach with no memory of her identity. P.S I don't want him taking advantage of the girl and making her his slave or anything like that. Yes, I do want some sexual content but I don't want my plot to be mainly based on it. I want some meaningfulness in their relationship, and I want the story to be 60 plot and 40 smut. No exceptions. 5 Untitled After years of nagging, XX finally agrees to sate her parents' desire to get married. Everything goes perfectly, till the wedding day. She realizes that her husband-to-be is none other than her ex-rival XY. Helpless to get out of the situation, both get married grudgingly. Can they both push aside the awkwardness and the still-there anger for each other, and adjust?
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Thread: The Scarlet Assassin {Roses & Pokemasterj}

Her heels clicked on the sidewalk as she made her way towards the front of the line. The bouncer took one look at her before raising the velvet rope and letting her through, much to the irritation of the people waiting in line. She sent a smile in his direction as she entered the club. She knew that she was attracting a lot of attention from the opposite gender as she strode her way through the crowd of people in a navy blue dress, with a very low cut back, and a large blue diamond hanging around her neck. She strode to the bar and leaned over the shining table, immediately gaining the bartender's attention. She ordered a Cosmo - only to blend in - and casually sat down on the bar stool, while waiting for her client to come. I'll post a pic next time
Thread: The Scarlet Assassin {Roses & Pokemasterj}

Blood Stained Roses said Her heels clicked on the sidewalk as she made her way towards the front of the line. The bouncer took one look at her before raising the velvet rope and letting her through, much to the irritation of the people waiting in line. She sent a smile in his direction as she entered the club. She knew that she was attracting a lot of attention from the opposite gender as she strode her way through the crowd of people in a navy blue dress, with a very low cut back, and a large blue diamond hanging around her neck. She strode to the bar and leaned over the shining table, immediately gaining the bartender's attention. She ordered a Cosmo - only to blend in - and casually sat down on the bar stool, while waiting for her client to come. I'll post a pic next time Click to expand... There were always issues as of late, it seemed, for Alex Dina i and his employer- who preferred to remain anonymous even to his subordinates, although there were very few individuals who they could truly be. Not that he cared. So long as the pay was good and the danger was low he could be serving a corrupt dictator for all he cared. And today, the pay was as good as it could be. It made sense considering the... Sensitive nature of the work, at least. Murder was always expensive, and when you're hiring the best assassin out there it gets to be even more expensive. You were, however, paying for quality. Alex sighed as he stepped into the bar and ignored most of the people there, finding them either too uncouth for his tastes or far too drunk to even consider acknowledging their presence. He was here for one reason only, and it was easy to find who he wanted. He moved to the bar and sat next to the... Extravagantly, to put it simply, woman, ordering a simple drink- a blue fruity concoction that wasn't too strong. He stayed silent, aware of how out of place he seemed in his attire that suited somebody just getting out of a desk job, until a few minutes had passed. You don't go for subtle, I take it.
Thread: The Scarlet Assassin {Roses & Pokemasterj}

She arched an eyebrow and eyed the man's professional attire and stiff posture. Here you are. She turned and accepted her drink from the bartender. She took a sip from it, but kept her eyes on her client. It was important to keep eye contact - whether it was a client or a target. Putting the glass down she replied nonchalantly, Well, subtle's boring. Her red lips curved into small smile, Scarlet. She jerked her chin up as an acknowledgement and extended her arm. She laughed mentally at how casual and coy they acted, although they were here to dicuss a man's death. Even though that had become an old joke to her after years of being in her profession, she couldn't stop finding it amusing.
Thread: The Scarlet Assassin {Roses & Pokemasterj}

Personally, Alex disliked the woman. He disliked the majority of the people he was forced to work with, those who did the messy wetwork and the necessary violence to pad his bank account. But talking to her was something he needed to do, so talk he did. Here I am indeed. He turned to face her after a few moments and, with a thinly veiled look of disgust, shook her hand, unsurprised to find her grip firm and unwavering. What assassin would have shaky hands? Alex. What of the target do you know from the briefing my agent gave you? He inquired whilst looking about for a moment, relieved to find the crowd devoid of unfamiliar faces. So far, then, it was going well. Nobody who could recognize him.
Thread: The Scarlet Assassin {Roses & Pokemasterj}

Scarlet was taken aback by the man's words, but refrained herself from showing it. How could he talk about the 'deal' in such an open space? She arched an eyebrow and sipped onto her drink while pretending to be thinking. Finishing her alchohol off, she faced the man. Alex... She dropped her voice to a sultry whisper and leaned toward him till her lips were next to his ear. Can we talk in somewhere...private? This place is too open... She trailed her sentence off and straightened. Looping her manicured fingers through his tie, she didn't even wait for his answer. She easily pulled him off the bar stool and dragged him to the men's room. A few men glanced at the duo in jealousy while she sent a dangerous smirk at their face. Nobody paid any attention after that. Slamming the door behind them, she locked the door while giving him a careless shove to the floor. Facing him, the seductive and sexy demeanor she had constructed shattered leaving the cold-blooded assassin in her place. Her face was void of any emotions as she looked down at him as if he were her mark. Sorry to be rude, but let's cut to the chase here. Your asshole of an agent just gave me a time and place and denied any fucking information about my mark...If you all weren't my sister's pick, I'd have killed you all the first. Time was something that was very precious to Scarlet. That is why she stood as a proud assassin today only 26 but over thirty kills. She had other people to kill as well, she couldn't aford to waste a whole night only to listen about a mark's details. She made a mental note to make the man's death excruciatingly slow.
Thread: The Scarlet Assassin {Roses & Pokemasterj}

Alex was never one to stick with subtlety. After all, what was the point of wasting his time with discussion and needless banter when you could simply get straight to business? HE rolled his eyes and, unable to reply to Scarlet, followed with ease and avoided bumping into anybody whilst she pulled him along. Obviously, however, Scarlet wasn't one to even waste a second of time. He made no protests and simply let her lead the two, having no presumptions about anything indecent happening. Someone of her nature surely wouldn't do that. Alex grunted upon hitting the floor and gave the assassin a rather irrate growl, wiping dust off his suit whilst standing up. He'd have to send her part of his cleaning bill also- he was rather proud of it, and it wouldn't do to let it be ruined. His tone was curt and audibly annoyed, not impressed by the transformation of a sultry vixen into a deadly, emotionless killer. Truly? He was under orders to give you all information. Strange. Obviously he was in a rush, then. Shame about having to kill him, he thought, ignoring the remark about killing him. Let me think... His name is Adam Denil , part of the Brighter Futures Society. 19 years old- I'm sure you'll have no compunctions on his age- and located in Trina City. I'm sure you know where it is. He smirked, thinking about the rest of the information. usually holed up in his apartment at 334 Croslane in the southern borough. Light security, but I'm assured that you would have no issues with that. Anything else? He asked, expression frustrated.
Thread: The Scarlet Assassin {Roses & Pokemasterj}

The pic isn't working Scarlet assesed the information and nodded curtly. Anything else?...Why would you want me to kill him...he sounds rather...clean. She cocked an eyebrow at him. Scarlet was unlike any assassin in many aspects. She didn't kill anyone without a good reason. If it was something as simple as a heartbreak, jealousy or even rivalry, she would simply avoid the client. If a person was meant to die from her hands, it better be for a good reason. And this guy whom he described sounded clean. She couldn't think of any reason to go kill someone who spends his days in his apartment.
Thread: The Scarlet Assassin {Roses & Pokemasterj}

This should work. Ah, of course. Alex had forgotten about her code of ethics. An error on his part, of course, but he was able to correct it quite easily. So long as the reason wasn't trivial, it should work. Quite simple, actually. He's investing a large amount of money into legislature that will, among other things, bankrupt me. He explained, leaning against the wall as he glanced at the woman. I'm not the kind of person who's in the busines of being poor and ruining their families legacy. His death will, hopefully, prevent that. And if not, there were others to kill.
Thread: The Scarlet Assassin {Roses & Pokemasterj}

Money...It's always about the money isn't it? She clicked her tongue pitifully. Her eyes flickered in sadness for a moment, a memory resurfacing before she pushed it away. Don't worry, he will die soon. And speaking of money...how much are going to pay? She let her midnight orbs travel his length. You make me wonder...Can you even afford me? She mocked as her feet advanced toward him.
Thread: The Scarlet Assassin {Roses & Pokemasterj}

Alex didn't notice the brief emotion that played in her words and danced in her eyes, although even if he had there's no doubt he wouldn't care about it. A brief snort of derision was made at the womans last words, pulling out a small printed off piece of paper, a letter given to him by his employer. This was the sum I'm allowed to spend on this instance. I'm sure 650,000 is enough to assuage whatever traces of empathy you have, correct?
Thread: The Scarlet Assassin {Roses & Pokemasterj}

She eyed the check skeptically before taking it from his hands and bringing it close to her face. She then verified it with a critical eye and let out a satisfied sigh. The assassin looked up at the arrogant man, her jaw clenching with determination. When do you want the work to be done? Truthfully, Scarlet wanted to go off and do the deed now. It wouldn't let her wallow in the impending sin she was to commit, for nights and days. Anticipating death - for both the victim and the killer - was real murder. It were the moments of reverie that made her wonder why did she even choose her profession.
Thread: The Scarlet Assassin {Roses & Pokemasterj}

For Alex, he wanted it to be done around last Sunday. But, as good an assassin she may be, she couldn't break the laws of time. Hmm. Sunday evening. So, in two days. He would have an alibi by then- a gala event, nice and public, that he was helping to host. How could he be responsible for Adam's death?
Thread: The Scarlet Assassin {Roses & Pokemasterj}

I'm sorry for being such a dork. I just took part in this stupid exchange program in my college and had to spend my precious free time hanging out with math geeks. Again, I apologize for being a dork. She nodded curtly as she soaked in all the information. Where is he going to be then? I don't prefer public killings. She set him with a stern gaze. Part of her was still a bit hesitant about the time gap, but she swallowed it down thinking of her family. Once, a client of hers had said that she was too 'emotional' for an assassin and cared about her family more. The same client now lay in a hospital bed, propelled into a coma.
Thread: The Angel and the Devil (The Corsair and Russian Vodka)

Delta flight 222 We are now preparing our final approach to LAX. Please turn off all electronic devices and ensure that your seats are returned to an upright position. Jacob Martin - call him Jake - tapped a last message into his phone PLN LNDG C U SOON, then turned it off and settled back into his chair. This was going to be fucking awesome ! He'd had no plans for spring break, just running his little shop and catching up on a class project, and LittleDevilMissy had suggested that he fly out and visit. Maybe suggested wasn't the wrong word. He'd been in front of his computer, still toweling off after they'd skyped each other to another mind-blowing orgasm, when she'd said that it was too bad he lived in Michigan, because she'd like to see if he was as good with his tongue as he sounded. One thing had led to another, and by the time he'd watched her finger herself off on the webcam he was booking a plane ticket. Why? Because damn . If she was as freaky in real life as she was on Skype, he was gonna walk funny for a month . And after nearly six months of listening to her describe - in detail - everything she wanted to do to him, and wanted him to do to her, he was ready to fly halfway across the country for a week-long hookup. The air pressure changed as the plane began to lose altitude. Shifting a little, trying not to make the sudden bulge in his pants too obvious, he tried to relax. American Airlines flight 118 Joseph Martin turned the page in his textbook, then frowned as he realized he'd read it three times without understanding a word of it. So, grumbling to himself, he set himself back to reading it a fourth time. Physical therapy had sounded like a great major, when he'd been in high school. But now, he wasn't so certain. Anatomy was kicking his ass, and he had to pass it - both to keep up with his requirements for his major, and to maintain his GPA high enough to keep his scholarship. Soccer players didn't get the same sort of free pass as football players, after all. Right now, though, it was Cathy's fault. Not that he blamed his lovely little AngelicLady in the slightest. But he'd been telling her how stressed out he was by the semester, and she'd suggested he come visit in person over spring break. He'd demurred at first, protesting that he really needed to study, but she'd worn him down. He chuckled at that. It had taken Cathy all of... what? Five minutes? Because he really did need a break, and even more than that he really wanted to meet her in person. His phone buzzed, telling him he'd received a text from Cathy. ALMOST THERE he answered, ABOUT 10 MIN. With a sigh, he settled back. This was going to be the longest ten minutes of his life.
Thread: The Angel and the Devil (The Corsair and Russian Vodka)

Maddy received the text, a smirk on her face as she stood in the airport with her sister. He's here with Delta 222, I'm gonna go to his gate and see if I can spot him. She said, giving her sister a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Remember the plan, I take mine through bagage claim first, then you stall yours for ten minutes and we pray they don't fuck up. After that, I take the train with Jake and you take a cab. She reminded her sister, receiving a nod as approval. It's Jameson's Hotel for mine and that one downtown, the new one for your's. She added. She was dressed like she'd promised, a short, crimson red skirt, barely going below her asscheeks, the devil of the two, with a black shirt featuring Iron Maiden and a crimson red jacket, her clothes fitting rather tightly. She slipped off, skipping in her converse towards the gate, a smile on her face as she heard it would be approaching the landing any moment through the speakers. She was ready to meet Jake, the one she'd skyped with for so long, and she'd done some very naughty stuff online with him as well, something she'd only ever let him see, despite how many others had begged or pleaded, hell, one had even become stalkerish and offered his left testicle just to see her masturbate once. But she'd turned it down, she wanted to meet Jake though, he seemed like a genuine and a nice guy, and she wanted to corrupt him with her wild and kinky ideas. Cathy had texted him when she arrived at the airport, a smile on her face as she read his reply. She knew it'd been very easy to convince him to come and see her, and especially because it allowed her to plan out a lot of stuff for them to do. Though as a thing with her twin sister, they'd also planned to share the boys, without the two knowing. She had wanted to meet him, after the two had seen each other, hell, he'd even seen her in her bikini once and she'd seen him in his soccer outfit, though without the shirt on. He was a great looking guy and she couldn't wait to meet him. And after hearing the speech from her sister, she'd nodded and quickly agreed, letting her go off as she moved in her own pace down towards the gate where Joseph would arrive. She had a very special first day planned for them, wanting to let him stress down, she'd gone as far as to let herself OCD a bit over it, having planned it down to the minute. She would take him to a fancy caf, make sure they got something to eat before going to his hotel, then, as she knew he'd be behind in anatomy, she'd sit down with him and help him. And that was where she planned to let it all go gently towards what she wanted, to be in his arms for the night. She blushed at the thought, noticing the plane slowly arriving at the gate, the door being extended to connect to it, she'd get to see her guy soon.
Thread: The Angel and the Devil (The Corsair and Russian Vodka)

Maddy didn't wear much make up when she went out, only enough to accent her already stunning looks, and the occassional push to match what she wore, that day the crimson red lip stick as she stood in the arrival hall, just by the security gate where she'd promised to wait. And then suddenly, she heard a voice, turning towards it, she smiled brightly and widely as she saw Jake, hearing him as she giggled, nodding. You don't need to be warned. She told him. I'm Maddy, yea, and I'd recognise you any day, Jake Martin. She said, deciding to tease him a bit with how he'd mentioned his full name. She let him stop in front of her, moving in, she pulled him down in a hug, pressing herself against him, letting him feel the texture of her body against his, though their clothes were in between. It's going to be such a fun week. She told him softly. She let go after a bit, taking his hand gently in her's, knowing she stood out with her clothes, but she didn't care. Come on, let's go pick up your luggage so we can get a move on, the train isn't waiting forever. She told him, dragging him along towards the baggage reclaim area. She was expecting him to look different in real life, but she'd never expected him to actually be this shy. She smiled back softly at him as she dragged him along, quickly setting a rather fast pace for the two to follow along, she wanted to get out before her sister brought the other guy around. Cathy was standing by the board, looking around curiously. She was wearing a pair of shorts that were cut just below her knees, her jacket tied around her waist, giving her a bit of an oddball look as she wore a navy blue shirt, her hair done up in a ponytail and some light make up to accent her features, much like her sister. Though as she turned suddenly, she noticed Joseph, making her raise her hand, a nervous giggle erupting as she waved to him. She noticed him restraining himself, figuring he was thinking about when she'd modelled in her bikini, but she shoved it off as she hugged him back, gently pressing herself against him. Though as they pulled back, she turned her head, placing a soft, brief kiss on his cheek, wanting to gauge his reaction as she shock her head. With the difference in timezones, it's a bit less, because you fly back in time when you go west. She reminded him, looking up into his eyes. She remembered the evening vividly, even if she was still pure, she masturbated, and the thought of him that night had been wonderfull. But she didn't mention it as she smiled. It's good to see you too. She told him. I've got it all planned for us this week so you just relax and follow my lead, I don't want you to stress over anything. She instructed him softly, taking his hand to drag him along. But it looked like your baggage was a bit late, so we'll have to push the schedule so you can still get it. We'll take a cab to town. She didn't mind talking, in fact, she enjoyed talking at times.