Ellen Worden - FW Profile by FallenTributes, literature
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Ellen Worden - FW Profile
Full name: Ellen Elena Worden
Age: 17
Date of Birth: April 27th
Gender: Female
Zodiac Sign: Aries
Side: Golden Republic
Position: Golden City Citizen/Seeming Part Time Spy
Goals: Power, Perfected Social Status, Whatever she wants, the fall of the rebellion.
Friends: I’m not quite sure, but I’m sure has quite a good amount due to her charisma.
Enemies: Melissa, the Rebellion
Likes: Gossip, Secrets, Mirrors, Fashion, Luxury, Power, Socializing, Lies, Piano, Chess
Dislikes: Rebels, not getting what wants, people who try to control her, annoying people, foolish people
Family: Claudia Worden – mother, Everett Worden – fath
Ophelia Golden - FW Profile by FallenTributes, literature
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Ophelia Golden - FW Profile
Full name: Ophelia Bonita Golden (nee. Vandermorgan)
Age: 31
Date of Birth: July 16th
Gender: Female
Zodiac Sign: Cancer
Side: Golden Republic
Position: Queen
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
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A side that was chosen
She 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. Ma
“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 Rave
How She Became This Way: Chapter 1 by FallenTributes, literature
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How She Became This Way: Chapter 1
Rain 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.”
“Why not?
“It’s stupid and unhealthy to be like that.”
“Does that make me stupid and unhealthy?”
“Yes, yes it does.”
“You’re
“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. by FallenTributes, literature
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Stars, Hide Your Fires: The Pursuit of Hapiness.
Stars, Hide Your Fires; Let Not Light See My Black and Deep Desires
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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, wo