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Ophelia Golden - FW ProfileFull name: Ophelia Bonita Golden (nee. Vandermorgan)
Date of Birth: July 16th
Zodiac Sign: Cancer
Side: Golden Republic
Goals: Getting revenge on the people who ‘wronged her’, the downfall of Pascale, having everyone be subordinate to her, having even more money, getting whatever it is that she wants.
Friends: Cora, Brooke, Rowan, Henrietta, A long list of rich socialites
Enemies: Dion (descended), Jessie, Pascale, Llewella, The Rebellion
Likes: Money, diamonds, elegance, fashion, power, business, social status, jewelry, high quality, romance, herself, mirrors, achieving, get what she wants, loyalists.
Dislikes: Rebels, not getting what wants, people who try to control her, the villages, Pascale, people who disagree with her, dirt, being married, not knowing the truth
Family: Evelyn Vandermorgan – Descended Mother, Thorn Vandermorgan – Descended Father, Everett Vandermorgan – Brother, Vivian Vandermorgan – Siste
A side that was chosenShe just wanted to be that innocent little girl who fell in love again. Wasn’t that it, deep down inside? She wondered that as she stared in the mirror longing, sitting at her vanity.
She had had any one who her parents didn’t approve of taken from her and murderer. Maybe Vivian had been right… may their parents wanted the best for themselves and not her. What did doing all of these horrible things accomplish anyway? A life that was a mess.
“Look a bit harder, into your mind, you’ll find what you want then and there,” she remembered hearing that on some ad or something of that sorting a few years ago. Maybe that’s what she had to do.
So, she did. She thought about many things like that. But then, she came to her own epiphany. It was control that was happiness. It was when she took control that made her happy. Dion’s poisoning. That when she took matters into her own hands and the outcome had pleased her very much, it wasn’t her par
Hell has spoken.“Sometimes, I’m not sure of this.”
Raven turned to her daughter. Eyes full of anger.
“You don’t get a choice. I made you the Queen of Vampires. You’re my way of getting things down, rather you like it or not.”
“Sometimes seeing them suffer is funny, but I think deep now inside, no matter what, this isn’t me.”
“I will make you into that if it’s the last thing I do. If I have to hex you I will. If I have to kill everyone you know I will.”
Rave had spoken. Hell had spoken. Elvira started at her mother with mixed emotions. Fear, admiration, and confusion.
But Raven was ruthless and she always got what she wanted, just what she wanted.
How She Became This Way: Chapter 1Rain drops fell down the window. She often watched them, wondering if they were some secret meaning behind them. Everyone else just laughed at her though when she shared that.
“Stop watching the raindrops!” Her mother Evelyn barked.
“But I like to watch them…” she muttered awkwardly.
“I didn’t ask if you liked them, did I?”
“Well…no, but I still do!”
“I don’t care.”
“It’s stupid and unhealthy to be like that.”
“Does that make me stupid and unhealthy?”
“Yes, yes it does.”
Evelyn put her hand to her daughter’s check. “Don’t you ever speak like that to me again! Do you understand me?”
She bit her lip. “…Yes, mommy…”
“If you just listened and dealt with our privileges how you should, we could be close. Think about it,” Evelyn said.
“I want to be clo
Goodbye my sister“You weren’t always this way.”
“But I am now and that’s all that matters.”
“You can always cha—“
“Goodbye Vivian. I hope I never have to see your filthy face again.”
And that was the day Vivian Vandermorgan lost her sister.
Tires ran down her face as she let out a quiet mutter, “Goodbye Ophelia. I wish you only the best.”
But Ophelia had already walked out and she’d never walk back in. She’d never know her sister only wished her the best.
Stars, Hide Your Fires: The Pursuit of Hapiness.Stars, Hide Your Fires; Let Not Light See My Black and Deep Desires
Some people would call it a hash decision not made with thought, but no one would even know about this to make that judgment. It would be her secret and no one else’s expect for Cora; the only person who was completely trustworthy.
Soon she’d feel the freedom she desired for all these lonely years, soon all the power and control would be her’s. It was her happy future, no one else’s. Yes, that was how it had been decided.
It would be fine, oh yes, wouldn’t it? She thought to herself. The situation could defiantly have been worse. They only controlled their own country and two others, not the majority like they did a few years ago. She could handle it.
She wasn’t a bad person she told herself, just someone who was unhappy and finally taking the pursuit towards happiness. Her mind had
Was it worth it?Was it worth it in the end? That’s the question she so often pondered in her days alone at home while Odessa was at private school and Dion was at the Golden Family Business. She didn’t need to work due to the economic status they had, but it wasn’t like she actually had a desire too. She would just rather not spend her whole day alone with nothing to do but listen to Henrietta’s many woes that existed solely in her own head and stare into blank space.
She deserved better, she though. She was Ophelia Golden Vandermorgan, she should be entitled to whatever she wanted.
She could still picture herself, only sixteen years old, being asked to marry the Golden Heir. She had been sitting on a coach, slightly terrified. She had always dreamed of power and not being just a queen, but the queen but it was also, at the same time, throwing away almost everything she loved.
Right away, when she learned her sister Vivian was with a rebel romantically, she ordered his executio
The Conspiracy of Death, ProlougeNo good deed goes unpunished they say. Well, then what about bad deeds? Did they just get forgot about? Was age and innocence an excuse? That wasn’t this situation, though. It was something quite different.
A teenage girl with long flowing brown hair and one of the prettiest smiles in the whole city in my people’s opinions came out of an office door. Innocently saying, “Goodbye dad, see you later.” But innocence was no excuse.
Or was it? That’s what the man at the poker table at the attic of the office building was wondering.
Earlier, that day that man had run into a pregnant mother ready to go into labor, her frantic husband, and their young daughter. Literally, ran into. But he pushed away his normal selfish, twisted ways for the sake of the innocence of the baby and the little girl standing right there. The greedy man then wondered, was the old man’s daughter innocent like that little girl and the baby to be born? But that was a worry for another
Profile: CoraFull name: Cora Lillian Golden
Date of Birth: April 18th
Zodiac Sign: Cancer
Side: Golden Republic
Position: Government War Department Leader
Goals: Cora doesn’t honestly have that many goals, exactly. In all honesty, her goal is to kill as many people as possible.
Enemies: Henrietta, The Rebellion
Likes: Battle, War, Fighting Techniques, Advanced Plans, Murder, Guns, Mystery
Dislikes: Obvious People, Most People in General, The Rebellion, People who she didn’t get to kill her.
Family: Dion and Rowan –Brothers, Ophelia and Henrietta – sisters in law, Descended Parents,
Relationship Status: Single. Cora isn’t interested in romance, really.
Personality: Cora is completely ruthless on the outside and she has no problem with torturing people to horrid degrees and there’s no low she won’t go. She’s cold and calculating and always has her hand on the trigger. Despite her malice, she seems to be almo
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