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Lady in Waiting
“I wish I could see you,” I whisper against Oliver’s chest. I hear him let out a deep sigh and feel him pull away.
“You can,” he says softly, taking my hand in his. I feel him pull it up and place it atop his head. “Start here and picture it in your head.”
I weave my fingers through his short hair. “What color is it?”
“Light brown.”
I run my hand down Oliver’s face, trying to picture every detail, every line. I feel a raised line on his skin just below the outside corner of his left eye. My fingers trace the long line down his cheek, over the corner of his mouth, under his chin and across his neck, ending just above his collar bone.
“What is this?” I ask, furrowing my brow.
“Ah, my scar. My brother gave me that when we were young. We were sparring and got a little too rough. My block was no match for his knife and now I have this ugly scar to show for it.”
“I didn’t even notice i
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THOA: Fighting Hearts - Chapter Twenty-Two
I awake with a start a short time before dawn. I can just barely see the first rays of sunlight brightening the sky. I am sweating and breathing hard but I don’t know why. I can’t remember what I dreamed about but I have to get some fresh air. I quickly change into my clothes and lay the nightgown across my bed and tip-toe out of the tent, careful not to wake Kaline and Kaya.
I quietly make my way across the camp, saying hello to the few people bustling around, preparing for the day. I do some exploring, not really going anywhere in particular. Soon, I find myself at the river and a few feet away is a small waterfall with a large, flat rock jutting out over the edge. That’s where I’m going, if I can get over there.
I search for a way to get across the river to the rock and I find a little path of stones just under the surface of the water. It looks like someone else had the same idea I had, but for now, it is my own secluded sanctuary. I lightly hop across the s
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Helpless
“Sleep well, Princess,” King Arden laughs, slamming the door to the cell and locking it.
“You can’t do this! Let us out!” I scream, shaking the door with a clang.
“It’s no use, Cecy. Don’t wear yourself out,” Brycen says from his spot against the wall.
I walk over and kneel next to him, my eyes skimming over his body for any wounds. “Are you okay, Brycen? What has he done to you?”
“I’m fine. Just worn out.”
“Elaerya,” I hear a whisper from the cell next to ours. I rush over to the bars where Tryan is leaning up with his back toward me. I kneel next to him and reach through the narrow bars to take his hand.
“I’m right here, Tryan. Are you alright?”
He shifts his body to lean on his side and looks at me. “My head is throbbing. I didn’t even hear that guy come up behind me. Are you alright?”
“I’m exhausted but I’m alright.” I lower my
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Hold On (My W.I.P.)
Mykal knew it wasn’t healthy to let his mind steam in a pool of anger and hatred, but he couldn’t help it. Mykal couldn’t help blaming Scott for what happened. The more he let the hatred simmer, the hotter it got. Mykal wondered where Scott was.
Probably at home, too ashamed to show his face here. Probably better for him…and us, Mykal thought. He didn’t know what he would do if he saw Scott right now. He didn’t think he could handle it. He didn’t even want to be at church right now, even if it was “what she would want.” He didn’t want to be anywhere right now. He wanted to go find Karson, but Mykal knew the only thing Karson needed right now was time to himself. So Mykal sat there, not really listening to Daniel teach, wallowing in bitterness and anger. He glanced down to the empty seat next to him and noticed that Karson had left his Bible in his haste to get out the door.
Wait a minute…
Mykal opened the
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What Awaits After the Storm
      Kaity knocked on the office door with a trembling hand and a few seconds later, a tall man wearing a white coat opened the door for them.
“I’m glad you are all here,” said Dr. Marshall, motioning for them to sit down.
“Doctor, is Jeremy alright?” asked Mrs. Meyers, her voice uneven.
“Well, the extent of Jeremy’s physical injuries is minimal. He only broke his left arm.”
Kaity let out a sigh of relief. Only a broken arm. It would heal.
Then why are we talking to a brain doctor? she thought, an uneasy feeling creeping over her.
“Now, I’m sure you are wondering why you’re speaking to a neurologist,” Dr. Marshall said, as if he could read Kaity’s mind. “Jeremy also suffered trauma to his head, most likely from when the tree crashed through the window and he was thrown to the ground. The blow caused some internal bleeding and he hasn’t yet regained consciousness. To put it s
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Finding Him
   The ocean has always been my sanctuary. I’ve been on the water ever since my dad taught me how to surf when I was eight. Every morning, I get up early and trek out to the beach behind my house with my board to catch some early waves. There, on top of my board watching the most beautiful sunrise is my thinking place. The troubles and stresses of life can’t touch me out there on the water and that’s just the way I like it.
   I’ve had a lot to think about, too, ever since Dad died. He was my rock, my best friend. He surfed too close to the jetties and got hit by a rogue wave. Mom didn’t let me surf for a while after that. She was too scared the same would happen to me, and, to be honest, I was a little scared, too.
   I was in a severe state of depression for a couple months. Then, one day, I couldn’t stand it anymore and I had to get out on the water.
That’s where I found Dad. When I was up on that board riding t
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Imminent Menace
I’ve thought about death a lot these past couple of weeks. My own death. With this poison running through me, my death is the one thing that has consumed my mind. I’ve never really had a reason to consider the loss of someone I love. Except for my mother, of course, but she died before I even really knew what death was. So, when King Arden pulls out the syringe, filled with the same poison that has infected me, the full weight of what he plans on doing with it slams me in the chest.
“NO!” I shout desperately.
The corners of Arden’s lips curl up slightly in a smirk as he strides over to me. “You object, Princess? You would rather marry me than give up the life of one man? He is, after all, just a simple squire.” He pauses. Arden runs his hand down my cheek and I cringe but hold my ground.
“Don’t you touch her!” Tryan shouts. One of the guards holding him elbows him in the ribs.
King Arden pulls his hand back and looks back and
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THOA: Fighting Hearts - Chapter Twenty-One
Tryan and I walk in silence for a few feet, keeping just inside the tree line of the large clearing. I can hear the river in the woods just on the other side of the trees. I sigh and wrap my arms around Tryan’s arm, resting my head on his shoulder.
“This is nice,” I say, smiling.
“It is.”
“I wish we could just stay here. Like this. We could do it. I’m sure Elizabeth would love to have us.”
Tryan halts us and gives me a funny look. “We couldn’t do that, Elaerya.”
“Why not? Brycen is the eldest so he is the heir. We could live here.”
“No we couldn’t. Think about your father, Elaerya. Don’t you think he would come looking for you? And what about Jenisyn? She would miss you. You’re the only other woman in her life besides her ladies-in-waiting. She needs you, Elaerya. And Brycen. I know Brycen would miss you something awful. He could barely stand it those three months when we were on the f
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THOA: Fighting Hearts (Just an old excerpt) :D
       "The way your emerald eyes sparkle when you're angry at me. Because you aren't afraid to yell at me or speak your mind. That's why I love you."
I stared at Tryan in disbelief. Love me? Did he just say he loves me? Did he know what I was thinking just a few minutes before?
"You don't have to say anything, Elaerya. I know you can't possibly feel the way I do. I mean, you're a princess, and I'm only a squire."
Then, he couldn't know what I was thinking! Tryan threw the stick in the fire and went to get up.
"Tryan, wait," I whispered, grabbing his arm to keep him there. I stared at the dirt at my feet. "You're wrong. I don't care if you are an esquire or a prince. You're the most stubborn, frustrating, most wonderful person I have ever known. You know how fiery and strong-willed I am, and yet you still love me. No one has ever loved me like that. Any other suitor that Father has found for me suddenly changes his mind once I open my mouth." I finally looked up at
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Fighting Hearts: Chapter Twenty
"So in order for us to keep Arden from hunting us down like other rebels, we have to supply him with a generous portion of our crops. Here you are," Elizabeth says, handing Tryan and me each a bowl of soup.
"Thank you," I say, as she takes a seat next to Joshua on one of the logs across from us.
Elizabeth has taken us to a fairly large camp of Berirind rebels. There are about thirty to forty men, women, and children who live and work like a small village. We are seated around a large campfire circle with a warm fire blazing in the center. Several people are seated on logs around the fire talking and eating, while others tend to things around camp, bustling in and out of tent-like shelters.
"You are quite welcome. Now, I have told you about us, but I still don't know much about you."
I slowly sip my soup, not wanting to open my mouth and say something wrong, and glance over at Tryan, who lowers his bowl.
"Well, as I said, my name is Tryan and this is Cecily. We're traveling to the capit
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“I wish I could see you,” I whisper against Oliver’s chest. I hear him let out a deep sigh and feel him pull away.

“You can,” he says softly, taking my hand in his. I feel him pull it up and place it atop his head. “Start here and picture it in your head.”

I weave my fingers through his short hair. “What color is it?”

“Light brown.”

I run my hand down Oliver’s face, trying to picture every detail, every line. I feel a raised line on his skin just below the outside corner of his left eye. My fingers trace the long line down his cheek, over the corner of his mouth, under his chin and across his neck, ending just above his collar bone.

“What is this?” I ask, furrowing my brow.

“Ah, my scar. My brother gave me that when we were young. We were sparring and got a little too rough. My block was no match for his knife and now I have this ugly scar to show for it.”

“I didn’t even notice it,” I say with a slight smile, and I hear Oliver’s soft laugh.

My fingers find his face again and I run them down his broad nose, imagining every curve. I trace my fingertips lightly around his almond-shaped eye.

“They are blue,” he whispers the answer to my unspoken question. “My mother says they are a blue as deep as the ocean.”

“I saw the ocean once when I accompanied Elaerya to Lycera. I had never seen the ocean before. She told me that Tryan had brought her there the first time. It was beautiful.”
I swallow, trying not to think of the aching sorrow in my gut.

“Your eyes are the one thing I wish I could see,” I whisper, a tear escaping my eyelids.
I feel Oliver’s hand on my cheek as he catches my tear and wipes it away with his thumb.

“Marin,” he whispers, and I can feel the heat from his breath inches away. Light as a feather, his lips brush mine, as if he doesn’t want to startle me because I can’t see him.

“Oliver,” I whisper, pulling away.

“What is it?” he asks.

“What…what are they going to think?”

“About what? Us? I don’t care what they think.”

“But Oliver, you are a doctor and you can’t cure me. You can’t make me see again. What will they think about a doctor that can’t heal someone?”

“Not all ailments are the same, Marin. Not everyone will be able to be healed and people know that.”

“Oh,” I say, a little disheartened. Oliver lifts my chin.

“But you are going to see again. I’m sure of it. Most of the cases I have seen like this the patients have recovered fully.”

“Most?” I ask.

“There was one, and only one, whose sight did not return completely. Partially, but not all the way. But that was an extreme case. Yours is very mild and I have every hope that you will regain your sight.”

“I guess partial is better than not ever,” I say, hopefully.

Oliver laughs. “That’s the spirit.” I feel him wrap his arms around me and I breathe in his scent, a smell that has become so familiar these past few weeks without my sight. I let out a sigh.

“What?” he asks.

I smile. “I was just thinking what a pair we make. And I’ve never even seen you,” I laugh.

Oliver kisses the top of my head. “Yes, you have, Marin. You see me better than anyone. And even though it has temporarily cost you your sight, I wouldn’t change any of this for the world.”

I listen to his steady heartbeat under my ear. “Me neither,” I whisper, and I mean it.

I would stay blind forever if it meant I could spend the rest of my life with this man. I feel a silent tear roll down my cheek and smile as I finally admit to myself:

I love Oliver.
Lady in Waiting
I'M BAAAACK!!! Decided to upload a little snippet I was working on from another book in my Archirind series. This story is about Marin, Princess Elaerya's lady-in-waiting. She has been thrown from her horse and hit her head, causing a temporary blindness. Archirind's newest physician, Oliver, has taken on the responsibility of working directly with her to help her regain her sight, seeing as it was he who startled her horse in the first place. Over the constant time spent together, their romance has blossomed. :) Still working on Fighting Hearts, but I thought I'd get this one out there while I work on the next chapter :D 
It's good to be back and, as always, feedback is greatly appreciated! :D
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HOLY MOLY!!! I haven't been on in like two years!! GAH!!! I started as lead teacher in the 2 year old class at school so things have been super crazy!!! I'm determined to get back to writing!!! I have missed writing about Tryan and Elaerya so I'm jumping back in!! I need to finish telling their story so I can start telling everyone else's stories!! I'M BAAAACK!!! :D
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It has been almost a year since I posted last. That's pretty sad. I have been so busy recently. I was hired in July/August of last year to be a K-2 teacher's aide at the preschool I went to as a kid and it has been a dream come true! I went to Disney World for a week with my family in October to celebrate my Magic Birthday!! 24 on the 24th!! My little sister just turned 12 a week ago and my best friend and I surprised her with a trip to Disney for spring break! It was just the three of us and we had a blast! We finally saw Finding Nemo: The Musical and I fell in love! It is my dream to play Nemo one day!! Hopefully auditions come up soon! Although, it was no fun leaving the parks at 4:00 and then driving 6+ hours home. I was so exhausted that when the back of my head hit the seat while I was driving, I finally had to give in and get myself a 5 Hour Energy shot. When we finally got home at 12:30 in the morning, I was a frustrated, cranky, you-know-what. So now we know to get a good night's sleep before driving home. Live and learn. :)
Not much has changed in my literary world. Fighting Hearts is sooooo close to being finished! I'm hoping to have it at least completed by the summer and then go on to do the final edits.
My little sister has 3 friends spending the night tonight and I have been designated the official chaperone. So I will be up all night. :/
Well, this has been my boring, waste of time journal for the day. I need get on this thing more lol
Good night, all!

Peace, Love, and Candy!
~ElleRochelle~

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Lina Rochelle
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Aloha, everyone! I'm Lina! I'm 26 years old and an aspiring author and photographer. I live in Panama City, Florida. Please comment on my pics and writings! I love feedback, good or bad!
Heureux déviant!
~Lina ♥
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TEANO Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2017
Hey, are you still writing? :) 
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ElleRochelle Featured By Owner 23 hours ago   Writer
Gah! Hey! Sorry it took so long to reply! I haven't been on in FOREVER! Yes, I'm still writing but it has been kind of put on the back burner for my teaching job. But I'm determined to make a point to sit and write some more!! Thanks for checking in!! I will post some new things soon!!! :D
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JabberBabyWocky645 Featured By Owner Jun 23, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the :+fav:! :)
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StreetTalk121 Featured By Owner May 8, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
     I have a great desire, a zeal to see as many souls touched as possible through the power of the scriptures. If you share this same zeal with me then I have a project for you. At least once a day make an effort to submit some of you're favorite verses in literary form and explain how you connect to the verses. Or you could attach them at the bottom of you're descriptions under you're works of art. For each view you get there is a possibility of someone reading that verse which speaks so powerfully to you and maybe it will have the same impact on a viewer. The greatest work of art written on the hearts of man by the pen of God.
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StreetTalk121 Featured By Owner May 7, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
I have added you to my watch :)
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ElleRochelle Featured By Owner May 7, 2014   Writer
Haha thanks! I added you too :)
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StreetTalk121 Featured By Owner May 8, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you :) and youre welcome :)
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Lyinx Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2013  Hobbyist
Happy birthday! :)
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Lyinx Featured By Owner Jun 4, 2013  Hobbyist
Thanks for the watch! I think I'll watch you back. :)
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ElleRochelle Featured By Owner Jun 4, 2013   Writer
You're welcome! And thanks! :D
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