Wedding Resources

Heaven Wedding Gown. Which is the episode where the main role is having wine at a restaurant? With a foreigner,then the female role comes and asks for him. Beautiful gardens with many flowers...

Heaven's Wedding Gown (Korean series)? Im trying to find the rest of the episodes of Heaven's Wedding Gown (English Title)as there are only the first 4 episode on YouTube.Does anyone know of other free websites. (Im in the UK) Thank you Any suggestions welcome!!

are there other taiwanese dramas with the same type of feeling as heaven's wedding gown and magicians of love? I watched "Smiling Pasta," "Magicians of Love," and Heaven's Wedding Gown / Le Robe de Mariage Des Cieux." Are there any good taiwanese dramas similar to these that have a good characters and casts?

where can i watch heaven's wedding gown ? english subs.please no download fees . im ok with dowloading or what ever.

Does anyone know where I can watch Heaven's Wedding Gown online for free? I really need English subtitles, and I don't want to have to pay for it, and my computer is slow so I can't download it. I've tried looking for it, but I can't seem to find it! Help Please!

where can i buy " heaven's wedding gown" the drama series?? preferably in Houston.?

where do i watch La robe de Mariee des cieux? or Heaven's wedding gown? my friend keep on telling me how great it was. so i saw like 2 episodes in uhh youtube. lol is there any other sites ...

where can i download heaven's wedding gown (chinese drama)other then d.addicts? download from episode 4 onwards, or any websites where i can watch it all english subbed

where can i watch Heaven's Wedding Gown taiwanese drama with eng subs? i tried crunchyroll, u tube, and veoh, but they dont have it. Only ep 1-2.

What do you think of my poem: "My White Wedding Gown"? My white wedding gown, A dream I once owned, Creeping in the loneliness, Tearing me in madness. I see my wonderful wedding, In a flowery fantasy garden, A bed with petal rose bedding, Where we create our own heaven. Waking up from my delightful dream, I found myself missing you, I found myself being grim, Wanting to be with you.

where can i find an amazing couture wedding gown for under $650? I tried on a few dresses at Priscilla of Boston (a Melissa Sweet dress, Heaven looked good on me, as well as May and Mila, but especially Beluah *my favorite*) Unfortunately they cost over my entire budget for my wedding! They ended up being $5-$7k Anyone know where I can find a great dress like this for under $650? I am finding the sweetheart tops and A-line dresses look the best on me, and I am drawn to the rouging (if thats how u spell it) and love the look of tafetta. PLEASE HELP....I am looking at a dress from Casablanca and want to know if i've exhausted all my options before I jump into it.... if you want to look at it here is one of the places selling it.... http://onlineformals.com/product/CASABLANCA-1831%2F0M00%3A0N02%3A1 ((i'm buying it through a local store though))

Does anyone know where I can find a free viewing of all episodes of Le robe de marriage aside from youtube? I really want to find Le Robe de marriage aka Heaven's wedding gown because I <3 Leon Jay William's work~ I want to watch all episodes please, for free... anyone know where? or can someone give me a link?

what is a site where i can watch taiwanese dramas? i want to watch le robe/ heaven's wedding gown. i have already watched it in youtube the first two episode i am willing to download whatever

does any1 knw some good dramas ? hey ppl i love watch dramas can you plz tell me any good dramas name thks ( any asaian dramas ) these a da ones i have seen goong my girl its started with a kiss hana kimi devil beside you full house green forest my home heaven wedding gown trees of heaven lets go to the beach smiling pasta which star are you fromm silence my sister in law is 19 my sassy girl plz tell me some if i havent seen it thnks

what a some good dramas ? plz tell me some good dramas (any asian dramas) these a da ones i have seen goong my girl its started with a kiss hana kimi devil beside you full house green forest my home heaven wedding gown trees of heaven lets go to the beach smiling pasta which star are you fromm silence my sister in law is 19 my sassy girl

Does anyone know the Met Life wedding commercial that featured the song "Thank Heavens for Little Girls" ? The Metropolitan Life commercial aired in the late 1980s, early 1990s. It featured a wedding with the bride playing soccer in her wedding gown. Thanks !

Istanbul Street with fantastic gown shops? During a coach tour of Istanbul we went down a long straight road where there was shop upon shop with beautifully lit window displays of wedding, prom and other gowns. A lot were on the upper floor as well as at street level. The women on the coach were in seventh heaven, wanting to know more, but all the tour guide was talking about was the Ottoman Empire. Can anyone tell me which street, why so many gowns and who buys them please? we were on our way to the airport from the Chora Museum.

korean movies? i juz wanna asked if someone know waht site i can go to and download or watch korean,chinise or japanese movies.... and can u guyz pls give me a good site to download HEAVEN"S WEDDING GOWN and more... (except youtube and crunchyroll.com) thanks

what are some great taiwanese dramas to watch? I have: ~Devil Beside You ~Goong aka Princess Hours ~Goong S ~It started with a kiss ~Green Forest My Home ~Heaven's Wedding Gown ~At the Dolphin Bay ~My Girl ~Xiao Wei Pasta Might buy and seen: ~My Lucky Star ~Tokyo Juliet ~Why Why Love Still waiting/watching: ~Romantic Princess ~They Kiss Again aka It started with a kiss 2 ~Goong S Heard about: ~Legend of Star Apple Saw: ~green rose ~full house ~hana kimi ~Hotelier (korean version) ~and a lot of other one i saw

How have you been affected by religious extremism by those around you? For example: My sister-in-law put on her wedding gown and crashed her car into a tree because Jesus told her to (she was going to join him in heaven and be his bride. Instead she just totalled her car and ended up in the hospital). My sister used to sneak around town at night putting Jack Chick tracts in peoples mailboxes. How about you?

All the poems I've ever written, now together in one question!? 1) Sunken colony of midnight hazards, Recluse haven for Northern blizzards. Fallen cemetery of yesterday's ashes, Amid carcasses grew Gaia's lashes. Sprouts of amber dubbed life's essence, Snowy crevice hides morning's fragrance. ----- 2) Satin mirages wash ashore, Tangled seaweed in a tug-of-war. Salty beaches combs the feet, Zany 'staceans cross and meet. Celestial lights tease the scene, Marlins jive on a trampoline. Coco palms; a tactful guise, But miles of blue was the humpbacks' prize. ----------- 3) Valves of the Universe unlocked: Peering through dimensions; The paradigms of nature. Vortex of dark materials lures existence, And matters disperse by and by, Paradox of beings warns of ends, Fighting its battle, an Armaggedon pends; The world on the edge, Last of its kind, The kindled spirit, Conglomerate; Nor space, nor time, All things cease, All are gone. ---------- 4) In her younger days, Our Mother had a great temper, She turns red easily, Coupled with spouts of anger. But as she matured, She decided to tone it down, She found herself a nice gentleman, And settled for a wedding gown. And so she gave birth to us, Her beloved children we are, She nurtured us through our early years, Her watchful eyes we hold dear. She kept us warm in her bosom, And held us up when we couldn't walk. She watched as we grow into teens, And felt the pain of being hurt, We ripped her heart apart, And scar her in every way. Yet, we don't seem to care, And neither does she. And now, we have grown up, Children of hers. We have dreams she cannot fulfill, Dreams bigger than her. It is time for us to leave home, To leave our Mother, And wonder among unknowns, So we kiss her goodbye, And leave her behind to die, Our Mother; the bearer and the nurturer Oh Mother, let me tell you one last time, "I love you, Mother! I love you, Earth!" P.S. if you read it carefully, there were alot of hints pointing to the Mother being Earth 1) younger days, great temper (primitive Earth; volcanos, hot etc.) 2) she decides to settle down (beginning of habitable Earth) 3) Teary eyes; beaming with joy (the weather; rain and the sun) 4) when we couldn't walk (the apes, before being able to walk upright) 5) Ripping her heart/scars (basically right now; deforestation, global warming etc.) 6) Time to leave home (mankind explores the space) 7) Leave her to die (the sun will explode in 5 billion years, swallowing Earth) ----------- 5) Tredding the corn fields, Gathering this years' yields, Their foot in worn heels, They dream of warm meals Up three rows, and down some twos Spotting strange pests, Come spring birds' nests, Sun burnt dark chests, Moon lit food fests, String the bows and play of loos Moments pass by morning dew, Sow the seedlings,the saps grew, Soothing warmth and cool winds blew, Overheads, grown cuckoos flew, Lay down hoes and gone are the woes. -------------- 6) Reflection dwindles and melts in the heat of the moment; Restraint battles passion: a war of conflicting thoughts; Doubts materialize and vanish; in the capricious state of mind; Conscience and patience flail in retreat; Utterly and completely Engulfed, The burning self; Staring into shadowy mirrors, Seeking for a lost soul; Looking, but not finding. -------------- 7) Cicada grooves on sandy dunes, The modest quartet and jazzy tunes. Ancient roulettes, serendipity too, Stairway to heaven, past all woes. Ode to fervor, the sybaritic goon, The mercury rises, but none too soon. Playful tags, under moon silvers, Forever moments, dreamy quivers. Kelle, the 'question' is for you guys to make comments on these poems, LOL Kevin, don't be a poser; I looked up your questions, in one you implied you are a teen.....

Girls; Does This Song Remind You Of Your Dad? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ftQVud5NUOs Lyrics: There's two things I know for sure: She was sent here from heaven and she's daddy's little girl. As I drop to my knees by her bed at night She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes and I thank god for all the joy in my life Oh, but most of all For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer; sticking little white flowers all up in her hair; "Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride." "I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried." In all that I've done wrong I know I must have done something right to deserve a hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night. Sweet 16 today She's looking like her mama a little more everyday One part woman, the other part girl. To perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls Trying her wings out in a great big world. But I remember Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer; sticking little white flowers all up in her hair. "You know how much I love you, Daddy, But if you don't mind I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time." With all that I've done wrong I must have done something right to deserve her love every morning and butterfly kisses at night. All the precious time Like the wind, the years go by. Precious butterfly. Spread your wings and fly. She'll change her name today. She'll make a promise and I'll give her away. Standing in the bride-room just staring at her. She asked me what I'm thinking and I said "I'm not sure-I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl." She leaned over...gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there, Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair "Walk my down the aisle, Daddy-it's just about time." "Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy? Daddy, don't cry!" Oh, with all that I've done wrong I must have done something right. To deserve your love every morning and butterfly kisses-I couldn't ask God for more, man this is what love is. I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses. The part that reminds me of my dad, is the "Sweet 16" Im turning 16 in December

Like my poem collection? Check it out please? Sunken colony of midnight hazards, Recluse haven for Northern blizzards. Fallen cemetery of yesterday's ashes, Amid carcasses grew Gaia's lashes. Sprouts of amber dubbed life's essence, Snowy crevice hides morning's fragrance. ----- Satin mirages wash ashore, Tangled seaweed in a tug-of-war. Salty beaches combs the feet, Zany 'staceans cross and meet. Celestial lights tease the scene, Marlins jive on a trampoline. Coco palms; a tactful guise, But miles of blue was the humpbacks' prize. ----------- Valves of the Universe unlocked: Peering through dimensions; The paradigms of nature. Vortex of dark materials lures existence, And matters disperse by and by, Paradox of beings warns of ends, Fighting its battle, an Armaggedon pends; The world on the edge, Last of its kind, The kindled spirit, Conglomerate; Nor space, nor time, All things cease, All are gone. ---------- In her younger days, Our Mother had a great temper, She turns red easily, Coupled with spouts of anger. But as she matured, She decided to tone it down, She found herself a nice gentleman, And settled for a wedding gown. And so she gave birth to us, Her beloved children we are, She nurtured us through our early years, Her watchful eyes we hold dear. She kept us warm in her bosom, And held us up when we couldn't walk. She watched as we grow into teens, And felt the pain of being hurt, We ripped her heart apart, And scar her in every way. Yet, we don't seem to care, And neither does she. And now, we have grown up, Children of hers. We have dreams she cannot fulfill, Dreams bigger than her. It is time for us to leave home, To leave our Mother, And wonder among unknowns, So we kiss her goodbye, And leave her behind to die, Our Mother; the bearer and the nurturer Oh Mother, let me tell you one last time, "I love you, Mother! I love you, Earth!" P.S. if you read it carefully, there were alot of hints pointing to the Mother being Earth 1) younger days, great temper (primitive Earth; volcanos, hot etc.) 2) she decides to settle down (beginning of habitable Earth) 3) Teary eyes; beaming with joy (the weather; rain and the sun) 4) when we couldn't walk (the apes, before being able to walk upright) 5) Ripping her heart/scars (basically right now; deforestation, global warming etc.) 6) Time to leave home (mankind explores the space) 7) Leave her to die (the sun will explode in 5 billion years, swallowing Earth) ----------- Tredding the corn fields, Gathering this years' yields, Their foot in worn heels, They dream of warm meals Up three rows, and down some twos Spotting strange pests, Come spring birds' nests, Sun burnt dark chests, Moon lit food fests, String the bows and play of loos Moments pass by morning dew, Sow the seedlings,the saps grew, Soothing warmth and cool winds blew, Overheads, grown cuckoos flew, Lay down hoes and gone are the woes. -------------- Reflection dwindles and melts in the heat of the moment; Restraint battles passion: a war of conflicting thoughts; Doubts materialize and vanish; in the capricious state of mind; Conscience and patience flail in retreat; Utterly and completely Engulfed, The burning self; Staring into shadowy mirrors, Seeking for a lost soul; Looking, but not finding. -------------- Cicada grooves on sandy dunes, The modest quartet and jazzy tunes. Ancient roulettes, serendipity too, Stairway to heaven, past all woes. Ode to fervor, the sybaritic goon, The mercury rises, but none too soon. Playful tags, under moon silvers, Forever moments, dreamy quivers.

"Butterfly Kisses" Girls; Does This Song Remind You Of You Dad? The Part That Reminds Me The Most Is The Sweet 16 Part (2:07) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ftQVud5NUOs Lyrics: There's two things I know for sure: She was sent here from heaven and she's daddy's little girl. As I drop to my knees by her bed at night She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes and I thank god for all the joy in my life Oh, but most of all For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer; sticking little white flowers all up in her hair; "Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride." "I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried." In all that I've done wrong I know I must have done something right to deserve a hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night. Sweet 16 today She's looking like her mama a little more everyday One part woman, the other part girl. To perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls Trying her wings out in a great big world. But I remember Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer; sticking little white flowers all up in her hair. "You know how much I love you, Daddy, But if you don't mind I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time." With all that I've done wrong I must have done something right to deserve her love every morning and butterfly kisses at night. All the precious time Like the wind, the years go by. Precious butterfly. Spread your wings and fly. She'll change her name today. She'll make a promise and I'll give her away. Standing in the bride-room just staring at her. She asked me what I'm thinking and I said "I'm not sure-I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl." She leaned over...gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there, Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair "Walk my down the aisle, Daddy-it's just about time." "Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy? Daddy, don't cry!" Oh, with all that I've done wrong I must have done something right. To deserve your love every morning and butterfly kisses-I couldn't ask God for more, man this is what love is. I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses.

Is bad..I think if i ever get married again? i would want to do a black wedding.me wearing a black gown..with avenge seven fold song ..a little piece of heaven playing at the reception and maybe the song sung by panic at the disco..the song.i write sins not tragedy sorry i meant is this bad well jay jay.. i got toys.but bf don't leave me alone to enjoy them..and he don't believe in marriage.even though he ask me and his last 2 gf...and me as well..just i know he did not mean it.quess i still mad at him for asking and mad at me for staying with some one with ED and a short trigger..hell he is 12 yrs younger than me he is in his early 30s should not be happening

Simply Complicated; (Working Title, this is the story I posted before for any one who wants to read more!!!) Chapter one: Prologue: There's always jumping off the balcony. Gennet rummaged around her enchanting suite, there had to be some things appropriate for a princess on sea voyage. It was more difficult when she was awaiting her execution; she imagined the blade releasing her head from it’s binding with her body. Alas, this was just a pleasant day dream to what really awaited her, marriage. Marriage, the vile and cruel punishment her father was inflicting on her for being born a female. Unlike her eldest brother Nathaniel, who she envied, for he had the right to choose, to wear pants, and loose shirts, what a girl she was. Awaiting the “fairy tale” ending every young woman dreamt of. And she was considering hurling herself of the balcony. Waiting for Roman, the man who she would soon “share” the rest of her life with, more like be owned by him for all of eternity. With a smug smile, Gennet only packed one gown, the rest were stolen clothing articles from her brothers. She would act against this marriage, and perhaps be left alone in the process. Then, since she was not an appropriate bride she would be left on a dessert island, with only essential tools where she could be alone, with her pride for the rest of her peaceful life, sure. “Princess! Princess! Oh your highness, why the heavens are you still in here? The ship will be leaving in under an hour; you must go eat hurry along” Her trusty lady Quinn, how she was always by her side leading her. Promising companionship even through marriage, she was the woman any man would be grateful for, but she had her. She had her Quinn, forever and always, she’d rather marry her then Roman. “Oh! Yeah, I think I should go.” She replied, noting Quinn’s disapproving eyes on her unclosed suitcase. “Packing – light are we malady?” Quinn said with a sarcastic smile. “Don’t you dare tell on me” her eyes shot at Quinn, and with loyalty in her eyes, Quinn smiled. The ship was grand and charming fit for a royal family. And then --- there was Roman, who was telling the captain how he should navigate the ship. Why did this man think so highly of himself? Yes, he had Jet black hair, dark gray eyes that were cold and beautiful, a very many chest, and figure. The problem was this man had absolutely no qualities. Any qualities would be nice, maybe a hunter, or painter? But he resolved all problems with – servants. He lived to be served, and in all his “glory” assumed the people who served him lived to serve. Most fiancée’s are angry when they hear the help complaining of their Fiancé. Gennet laughed, and then joined in. Such a proper lady, of course, she was always on her very best behavior. Gennet chuckled. Aware of the night’s events that lay ahead of her she was sprawled out across her cabin bed, the last time she would be alone at night. She shivered and would sleep with peace. Grimacing at the thought of Roman caressing her for his own benefits, why was life punishing her so badly. She hated gowns more than anything, more than – Roman. Although she new better then to show up in anything but tonight, this was an important dinner, and she would be appropriate, for tonight. As she walked in late, into the beautiful dining room, with a room full of people who were to be the wedding guests, she took her seat next to Roman. It was so weird, she didn’t notice until now; he looked at her with big eyes the way some one that is in love looks, his eyes were widened, and he smiled at her. When she sat next to him he took her into his arms and gave her an embracing kiss. Gennet couldn’t see the rest of her life without him but she also could not spend the rest of her life with him. This was far too painful; she did not want the married life. Why was every one trying to fool her? After the terrible last supper was over she returned to her room and painfully sat on her bed. The cabin walls seemed to be caving in on her, just one night from now she would be in a beautiful beach palace, surrendering to a man that she never wished to see again. Sadly this man was her Fiancé. Roman, oh god Roman why did he have that hair? That body! No her life was not a romance novel it was a tragedy. Why did she have to keep reminding herself? She would marry him; of course it was her duty. Although who ever proclaimed that a wife must love and fulfill their husbands needs. Gennet was going to dedicate the rest of her life to torturing her loving husband, Roman. After falling asleep thinking she was so pleased to have awoken in a bed. She assumed that the boat had landed in the night, and some one had carried her in. She smiled. In a few hours she could start her torture on the unsuspecting Roman. Within minutes people were giving her food, and starting to torture her poor body. She wanted nothing more than to throw on her brothers clothing and be the groom instead. How lucky he had it, throw on a tux and his naturally perfect hair would compliment. What a jerk. Twenty more minutes until fun time! She wondered if maybe quite possibly she was one of the most insane people who had ever been a princess. Probably, but who cares. They weren’t the ones who had to be married to a woman who would rather dress like him then spend two seconds in his bed. She wondered how he would take the news that she was going to be sleeping in one of the extra bedrooms in the palace. Tonight she would humor him and return to his bedroom, then she would quietly tuck away on her own side of the honey moon bed. Honey was supposed to mean sweet. Sweet revenge, no man was going to almost seduce her and get away with it. They simply would have to pay, regardless if they were getting married or not. And then the moment had arrived, she found herself in a white lacey gown, with a veil. Tropical flowers positioned around the beach. She walked down the isle to the man she awaited to torture. Then she saw them, the eyes she thought were to be cold, today they were not so gray, actually they were deep emerald sparkly green. He was watching her with the most beautiful grin. Why! Why was he so terrible? Such a good actor, she half expected him to run away and join a theatre program. The part where she actually said “I do” made her cringe. She remembered it vaguely. Her father used to say it was best women not think. No wonder, she pretty much passed by the whole wedding, supper and evening without knowledge of what was going on. She was lying on the bed, staring at the eyes who expected her to sleep with them. She also saw the disappointment as she drifted off into the most bliss slumber of her life, probably existence. Chapter Two: She never broke a promise, not even to herself. Roman awoke to stare into the eyes of his young bride. Yes, they had been married for two years, and he had not even had the chance to sleep with her. She only recently started sleeping in the same bed as him. She refused to dress in fancy gowns and would only wear small dresses, although he could not complain he didn’t know why she treated him this way. Perhaps she was still hostile over an arranged marriage, but why so much? He loved her more than he could ever imagine, he saw her beautiful eyes ever day of the week and never second guessed himself. He didn’t mind that she wore what she wanted it; it turned him on that she had such an expressive self-opinion. The world could use more women like Gennet, she made him feel like the luckiest man of all time, because he could be himself around her. Roman loved her to the point in which he could not see what he was doing wrong. Did the love of his life honestly believe he saw her as eye candy? She had tried to make certain that she wasn’t eye candy that was for sure. Roman was in love with the woman that it seemed he could never have, his wife. Perhaps it should hurt his ego that she was doing this to him, but he was so very blinded by love. What did he know about love the first woman that he ever loved was laying in his bed, ring on her finger, and wouldn’t even let him touch her. Gennet was the most beautiful seductive, and evil creature he had ever set his eyes on. Roman was going to be a king in many years, and was also a business man, although he was a prince he was also in charge of many affairs that his country was to face. He got to spend many hours a day away from his wife. Many men saw this as a challenge. He however was glad to get away, away from the woman that seemed to have made a bet with herself to make his life miserable. Soon he and Gennet would be moving to New York City, in the beautiful Upper East Side. The house was not going to be too big, just one of the most elite in New York. He could afford just that, and maybe he would be able to soften his bride up when he got her out of the country. Every time Roman had even touched Gennet during their marriage she had threatened on many accounts to hurl herself directly off the balcony into the ocean below. Torment seemed to be her favorite subject, and indeed she loved to torture him. Roman’s eyes were glistening as his thoughts were filled with his beautiful wife. He got out of his bed and started to pack his wives clothing, all old fashioned. Then he decided to throw them out altogether, she would thank him later. Perhaps not when she had nothing to wear but she’d probably steal some of his clothing. Roman called his assistant in New York City, Elisa. “Hello Sir” she responded almost immediately, although it was still very late in the night, with the time difference. “Yes, Elisa, Size zero clothing for my wife, dresses, not grand, but wearable in public, Jeans, Shirts all designer of course. Whatever is in fashion these days in New York of course. Here, the women all wear gowns.” Elisa immediately responded. “Personal credit?” she asked. “Oh, yes of course I would also like if you bought many different types of shoes, and makeup also stalk the house with two of every technology, laptops etcetera. For my wives you may use your own sense of taste.” Roman then hung up knowing that Elisa would get on it as soon as he could. New York City, Gennet was going to flip out. They were only supposed to leave in a month and he had decided to move the date up to attend a conference. Roman was not a cruel man, and his wife was not exactly ugly. Surely they could adapt to New York culture. Although – the part which confused him was how New York didn’t actually have a culture. * * * Roman was one of the most annoying distractions that Gennet had ever experienced. One of the most annoying parts of her life, because she refused to be with him, regardless of marriage. The biggest problem in the matter was she was simply complicatedly in love with him. Gennet knew she never wanted to be a larger part of Roman’s life. The easiest part of loving him was the fact that he loved her also, which made it fun to watch him suffer. Was she such a cruel person? Of course she was. She had made a promise to herself, and she would not break it. Regardless of the two years which had passed and the up coming anniversary, thank god she would be safely out of the country, and placed in a civilized environment. New York City, she had called one of the most feared places by her old fashioned country, civilized. Well, perhaps they used the energy, and had electronics. Perhaps. Of course Gennet had frequently watched television on her laptop she had smuggled in. It was very slow internet, and a crappy model. She couldn’t wait for the escape.

Is this a good starting point for a book; this is just the beggining of the prologue. Gennet rummaged around her enchanting suite, there had to be some things appropriate for a princess on sea voyage. It was more difficult when she was awaiting her execution; she imagined the blade releasing her head from it’s binding with her body. Alas, this was just a pleasant day dream to what really awaited her, marriage. Marriage, the vile and cruel punishment her father was inflicting on her for being born a female. Unlike her eldest brother Nathaniel, who she envied, for he had the right to choose, to wear pants, and loose shirts, what a girl she was. Awaiting the “fairy tale” ending every young woman dreamt of. And she was considering hurling herself of the balcony. Waiting for Roman, the man who she would soon “share” the rest of her life with, more like be owned by him for all of eternity. With a smug smile, Gennet only packed one gown, the rest were stolen clothing articles from her brothers. She would act against this marriage, and perhaps be left alone in the process. Then, since she was not an appropriate bride she would be left on a dessert island, with only essential tools where she could be alone, with her pride for the rest of her peaceful life, sure. “Princess! Princess! Oh your highness, why the heavens are you still in here? The ship will be leaving in under an hour; you must go eat hurry along” Her trusty lady Quinn, how she was always by her side leading her. Promising companionship even through marriage, she was the woman any man would be grateful for, but she had her. She had her Quinn, forever and always, she’d rather marry her then Roman. “Oh! Yeah, I think I should go.” She replied, noting Quinn’s disapproving eyes on her unclosed suitcase. “Packing – light are we malady?” Quinn said with a sarcastic smile. “Don’t you dare tell on me” her eyes shot at Quinn, and with loyalty in her eyes, Quinn smiled. The ship was grand and charming fit for a royal family. And then --- there was Roman, who was telling the captain how he should navigate the ship. Why did this man think so highly of himself? Yes, he had Jet black hair, dark gray eyes that were cold and beautiful, a very many chest, and figure. The problem was this man had absolutely no qualities. Any qualities would be nice, maybe a hunter, or painter? But he resolved all problems with – servants. He lived to be served, and in all his “glory” assumed the people who served him lived to serve. Most fiancée’s are angry when they hear the help complaining of their Fiancé. Gennet laughed, and then joined in. Such a proper lady, of course, she was always on her very best behavior. Gennet chuckled. Aware of the night’s events that lay ahead of her she was sprawled out across her cabin bed, the last time she would be alone at night. She shivered and would sleep with peace. Grimacing at the thought of Roman caressing her for his own benefits, why was life punishing her so badly. She hated gowns more than anything, more than – Roman. Although she new better then to show up in anything but tonight, this was an important dinner, and she would be appropriate, for tonight. As she walked in late, into the beautiful dining room, with a room full of people who were to be the wedding guests, she took her seat next to Roman. It was so weird, she didn’t notice until now; he looked at her with big eyes the way some one that is in love looks, his eyes were widened, and he smiled at her. When she sat next to him he took her into his arms and gave her an embracing kiss. She stared at him, briefly thinking of a situation in which her marriage would actually work. Why did she want this now? No. Firmly she would reject this man, and all of his beauty. Her life was not a romance. Her life was a sad tragedy in which the greatest loser was herself. She sighed, why did he smell so good? He was holding her tight into his arms. “Mr. McFarley, I assure you this marriage is not only for convenience, I love her.” She had been barely aware of the conversation until then. “Ah, yes my lord, you seem to be infatuated with her, but how does the lady feel in return.” She laughed to herself she would not let this pass her by. “The Lady, feels she must marry him, for her country it’s important.” She responded and what she saw was nothing of what she had expected. Roman tightened his grip, as though he was about to scream. [the plot: she in the end of the prologue becomes a water vampire, which I can't really explain it's just a vampire with extra qualities that makes them able to live underwater if so chosen.] For this story, i'm trying to bring vampires to a different type. This isn't like your casual vampire story, I want to work with water. Because I kind vampires interesting, and I love water. ( any one who responded will be happy, I erased the ship burning, I want to see where this goes. I'm going to let the wedding happen! so if you want to read it once i'm done, add my email hannahlideaquii@hotmail.com!!! ) Yes, you got me, if so many people wanted no vampires who am I to say no!

Hey! This is my story, and I was wondering what people think. PROLOGUE: Gennet rummaged around her enchanting suite, there had to be some things appropriate for a princess on sea voyage. It was more difficult when she was awaiting her execution; she imagined the blade releasing her head from it’s binding with her body. Alas, this was just a pleasant day dream to what really awaited her, marriage. Marriage, the vile and cruel punishment her father was inflicting on her for being born a female. Unlike her eldest brother Nathaniel, who she envied, for he had the right to choose, to wear pants, and loose shirts, what a girl she was. Awaiting the “fairy tale” ending every young woman dreamt of. And she was considering hurling herself of the balcony. Waiting for Roman, the man who she would soon “share” the rest of her life with, more like be owned by him for all of eternity. With a smug smile, Gennet only packed one gown, the rest were stolen clothing articles from her brothers. She would act against this marriage, and perhaps be left alone in the process. Then, since she was not an appropriate bride she would be left on a dessert island, with only essential tools where she could be alone, with her pride for the rest of her peaceful life, sure. “Princess! Princess! Oh your highness, why the heavens are you still in here? The ship will be leaving in under an hour; you must go eat hurry along” Her trusty lady Quinn, how she was always by her side leading her. Promising companionship even through marriage, she was the woman any man would be grateful for, but she had her. She had her Quinn, forever and always, she’d rather marry her then Roman. “Oh! Yeah, I think I should go.” She replied, noting Quinn’s disapproving eyes on her unclosed suitcase. “Packing – light are we malady?” Quinn said with a sarcastic smile. “Don’t you dare tell on me” her eyes shot at Quinn, and with loyalty in her eyes, Quinn smiled. The ship was grand and charming fit for a royal family. And then --- there was Roman, who was telling the captain how he should navigate the ship. Why did this man think so highly of himself? Yes, he had Jet black hair, dark gray eyes that were cold and beautiful, a very many chest, and figure. The problem was this man had absolutely no qualities. Any qualities would be nice, maybe a hunter, or painter? But he resolved all problems with – servants. He lived to be served, and in all his “glory” assumed the people who served him lived to serve. Most fiancée’s are angry when they hear the help complaining of their Fiancé. Gennet laughed, and then joined in. Such a proper lady, of course, she was always on her very best behavior. Gennet chuckled. Aware of the night’s events that lay ahead of her she was sprawled out across her cabin bed, the last time she would be alone at night. She shivered and would sleep with peace. Grimacing at the thought of Roman caressing her for his own benefits, why was life punishing her so badly. She hated gowns more than anything, more than – Roman. Although she new better then to show up in anything but tonight, this was an important dinner, and she would be appropriate, for tonight. As she walked in late, into the beautiful dining room, with a room full of people who were to be the wedding guests, she took her seat next to Roman. It was so weird, she didn’t notice until now; he looked at her with big eyes the way some one that is in love looks, his eyes were widened, and he smiled at her. When she sat next to him he took her into his arms and gave her an embracing kiss. Gennet couldn’t see the rest of her life without him but she also could not spend the rest of her life with him. This was far too painful; she did not want the married life. Why was every one trying to fool her? After the terrible last supper was over she returned to her room and painfully sat on her bed. The cabin walls seemed to be caving in on her, just one night from now she would be in a beautiful beach palace, surrendering to a man that she never wished to see again. Sadly this man was her Fiancé. Roman, oh god Roman why did he have that hair? That body! No her life was not a romance novel it was a tragedy. Why did she have to keep reminding herself? She would marry him; of course it was her duty. Although who ever proclaimed that a wife must love and fulfill their husbands needs. Gennet was going to dedicate the rest of her life to torturing her loving husband, Roman. After falling asleep thinking she was so pleased to have awoken in a bed. She assumed that the boat had landed in the night, and some one had carried her in. She smiled. In a few hours she could start her torture on the unsuspecting Roman. Within minutes people were giving her food, and starting to torture her poor body. She wanted nothing more than to throw on her brothers clothing and be the groom instead. How lucky he had it, throw on a tux and his naturally perfect hair would compliment. What a jerk. Twenty more minutes until fun time! She wondered if maybe quite possibly she was one of the most insane people who had ever been a princess. Probably, but who cares. They weren’t the ones who had to be married to a woman who would rather dress like him then spend two seconds in his bed. She wondered how he would take the news that she was going to be sleeping in one of the extra bedrooms in the palace. Tonight she would humor him and return to his bedroom, then she would quietly tuck away on her own side of the honey moon bed. Honey was supposed to mean sweet. Sweet revenge, no man was going to almost seduce her and get away with it. They simply would have to pay, regardless if they were getting married or not. And then the moment had arrived, she found herself in a white lacey gown, with a veil. Tropical flowers positioned around the beach. She walked down the isle to the man she awaited to torture. Then she saw them, the eyes she thought were to be cold, today they were not so gray, actually they were deep emerald sparkly green. He was watching her with the most beautiful grin. Why! Why was he so terrible? Such a good actor, she half expected him to run away and join a theatre program. The part where she actually said “I do” made her cringe. She remembered it vaguely. Her father used to say it was best women not think. No wonder, she pretty much passed by the whole wedding, supper and evening without knowledge of what was going on. She was lying on the bed, staring at the eyes who expected her to sleep with them. She also saw the disappointment as she drifted off into the most bliss slumber of her life, probably existence. BEGGINING OF THE ACTUAL STORY: Roman awoke to stare into the eyes of his young bride. Yes, they had been married for two years, and he had not even had the chance to sleep with her. She only recently started sleeping in the same bed as him. She refused to dress in fancy gowns and would only wear small dresses, although he could not complain he didn’t know why she treated him this way. Perhaps she was still hostile over an arranged marriage, but why so much? He loved her more than he could ever imagine, he saw her beautiful eyes ever day of the week and never second guessed himself. He didn’t mind that she wore what she wanted it; it turned him on that she had such an expressive self-opinion. The world could use more women like Gennet, she made him feel like the luckiest man of all time, because he could be himself around her. Roman loved her to the point in which he could not see what he was doing wrong. Did the love of his life honestly believe he saw her as eye candy? She had tried to make certain that she wasn’t eye candy that was for sure. Roman was in love with the woman that it seemed he could never have, his wife. Perhaps it should hurt his ego that she was doing this to him, but he was so very blinded by love. What did he know about love the first woman that he ever loved was laying in his bed, ring on her finger, and wouldn’t even let him touch her? Gennet was the most beautiful seductive and evil creature he had ever set his eyes on. Roman was going to be a king in many years, and was also a business man, although he was a prince he was also in charge of many affairs that his country was to face. He got to spend many hours a day away from his wife. Many men saw this as a challenge. He however was glad to get away, away from the woman that seemed to have made a bet with herself to make his life miserable. Soon he and Gennet would be moving to New York City, in the beautiful Upper East Side. The house was not going to be too big, just one of the most elite in New York. He could afford just that, and maybe he would be able to soften his bride up when he got her out of the country. He looked into Gennet’s eyes, she never talked. This country was too old-fashioned. Women forced to wear gowns, and marry through laws. He knew that Gennet would instantly love America, and of course the big bustling city. He just hoped that finally she would see that he did not see her as a trophy wife. For in New York, they could be a normal couple – to the extent she would allow. Who knows she might even take so much advantage with a new citizenship and divorce him. [Notes: this was on my old account ironicstaraurore; but this includes far more information, and is longer. please leave comments, and ask me if you want more ill give you my email address !!! any ideas too! are great. thanks]

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