here is an excerpt from the book. i know it wont make a lot of sense if you just jump in to it so here is a little background.
setting: mideval type of setting w/ fantasy
characters:
annabel mavis: helps prince vincent on mission and is very independent. wants to be something more then just a servent like her mother and wants to see the world.

prince vincent: a prince who has just lost his father becuase of the war going on and has sworn to kill the man who killed his father (bad guys name is daken wraith). will do anytihng to kill him and doesnt fully un derstand how much he truly needs annabel (even if he doesnt want to except it). his true misson is to end the war between his kingdom and a few other agianst dakin wraith and his army of traitors.

Fran: one of the last shifters in the lands. as a shifter she is wanted by many for her shapshifting powers. fran wants to help vincent and annabel but annabel doesnt fully trust her untill fran tells her a very important deep secret.

what happened right before this:
vincent and annabel get into a fight becuase vincents ego gets in the way and annabel is fed up. fran ,annabel, and vincent part and go seprate ways. fran and annabel stay together and end up getting caught. annabel knows that vincent is not around to help and that it is up to her to save fran and herself because fran was taken over by a drak spirit with dark magic.

(annabel narrating whats going on.)
I felt my heart pounding in my chest ready to jump out my throat. I took in a shaky breath hoping that my capturers wouldn’t hear my unsteady heart. Vincent was my only other source of help seeing has how fans body was being taken over at the moment. I should have never left you Vincent I mumbled to myself. My feeling of defeat slowly started to turn into anger at everyone. If Vincent hadn’t of been so… so… horrible I wouldn’t be in this mess. It was his fault I was all tied up like this not mine. Here I was about to be killed or worse and he was nowhere in sight. I started to come off my anger high just as soon as I came upon it. It wasn’t Vincent’s fault it wasn’t anyone’s fault but my own. It was my own doing that I was here. If I had only done what I was supposed to and guided Vincent and aided him on his journey this would not be happening. I am not going to let them do anything to me. I thought quietly in my head. I am just as strong as anyone else. Even if I had no help and had messed up big time I wouldn’t let myself just give up. “you won’t’ get away with this.” I spat out my voice more menacing and stronger than I thought it would be.
“We’ll see about that.” Zenthyia said in a tone that made me want to kick her. Hard… “Fran ….” I shouted shifting my attention to her “your stronger than this don’t let this wench fool you. Fight Fran fight please.” I then felt a startling blow to the back of my head and slumped down in the chair I was tied to. Falling and fading into a darkness that went on forever.

When I awoke I was hanging from shackles nailed in to the uneven bumpy wall that was behind me. The shackles were digging into my skin my wrists and ankles sore and bleeding. I struggled trying to not give up and to get away.” There’s no use in doing that. You’re only making yourself weaker.” Fran said coming out of the shadows. How long had she been there? How long had I been unconscious? Where was Vincent.” Fran.” I pleaded, and I dint like to plead.” Please let me go. You don’t know what you’re doing. Be strong Fran fight this creature that possesses you I know you can. I believe in you. Vincent’s counting on you I’m counting on you.” I said forcing back my tears as my voice cracked.
“Fran isn’t here right now. And If I were you I wouldn’t count on her ever coming back.” For a moment I forgot who I was talking to and tried to kick the demon that possessed Frans body.
“I don’t think that was a really wise thing to do, Do you?” she said taking a step back. I spat at her and got her right in the face.
“I think we should teach you a little lesson on how to be kind to your hosts and friends.”
“You are no friend of mine I said to her wanting to kick her and not miss. “Besides hurting me will result in you hurting your friend.” I thought this thought over and realized that it was true, no matter how badly I wanted to kick the person inside, and that I would have to think about my actions more carefully. But a little spit couldn’t hurt right? I bowed my head I wanted to give the illusion that I had given up. Maybe this way I could catch her off guard. She knew my trick all too well and didn’t turn around or take her eyes off of me once. It was frustrating. If I only I hadn’t of been so stupid. There was a terrific crash from the room above and it made Fran loose her focus on me for only a moment. That moment was all I needed. All it took was Fran standing too close and my leg kicking her in just the right way. That the keys flew off of her belt and would you believe my
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here is the second part
Slowly without realization of my actions, I was climbing out the window, and walking with this strange man. My mind was gone, and my heart was racing. I will never forget what happened that day. The story he told so strange that he couldn’t have possibly made it up, yet so unreal it couldn’t be true.
He held my hand softly, looked me in the eyes and began with a sigh.
“I am not a man. I am a God. I am Aeolus, king of wind, son of Poseidon. My life began fifteen million years ago, when the earth was still young. I was arrogant, and as human teenage boys, I made mistakes. I killed many, and because of this, I lost many. Father, punished me by forcing me into exile by turning me into a man.”
He had said, ” No God has yet to act as you, you have hurt the ones who you loved, you are not yet worthy of the life which you live.”
“Of course I was distraught, and have roamed the earth for the one thing that will change me, ever since. They say that love, and passion is the only thing that can change a God from an ignorant, violent youth, into a strong, wise man. Legend has it that when I find true love, the one soul that mine is destined to be with, I will become a God again, and will rule the wind as I should. I know that you are this person. Your soul cries out to mine, your heart longs to be with the one you love. Our souls are destined for each other. You must believe me, I never believed in love until I found you.”
With my brain barely grasping what he had said, I couldn’t find anything to say. It slowly registered that he was in love with me, a woman he barely knew, and he claimed to be a God, turned man.
“You don‘t even know me.” I mumbled barely audibly.
“I am a God, I know what love is, I feel things humans cannot, your soul cries out for mine, your heart knows that what I say is true and it knows that you love me as I love you. It is our souls telling me this, your spirit wants mine.” He answered. His voice was filled with emotion, I knew then that he was telling the truth. My soul, my spirit, my heart all longed to be with him.
“So you have been turned into a God again?”
“No. The legends say that the love must grow, the love must turn to selflessness, and you must let me go. You must give up your hopes of being with the one you love, in this form. You must be so selfless that you care more about my destiny then your love for me. You must kill my human form and then I will become a God. However there is a chance that your soul will not part your body, when mine does. There is a change you will live on in human form, never loving again, your soul never finding its destined mate.”
He looked in my eyes, and I could see the fiery passion that lit them. I could see what had driven him on in these centuries, I could see that our souls were destined. He knew then that I loved him.
In the next year, we were together, we loved, we laughed, we lived. I had never felt such romance, and passion. I had never loved as loved now. I could not think of the time when I must let him go, and possibly live without my destined love forever. I needed him, but I knew that he had to be returned to the world of Gods, I knew that was the only way he would find happiness and peace. I had decided that on our one year anniversary, I would release him. I could not allow myself to be as happy as I was when I knew he was in such pain, in the wrong place, following a path that was not meant for him.

***

When I led him to the meadow, to give him back the life he was destined for, I noticed something about the day was different. The air seemed to hang there, lifeless and still. The chipmunks under the tree seemed somber, the birds were not chirping, the deer not frolicking in the tall grass. The world was still, holding its breath.
He looked at me and to this day I still remember what his face told me. His soft voice told me he was on the verge of tears. Yet the most startling thing, I noticed the memories untold that had once covered his eyes, was gone, replaced by love, and happiness, the passion was in full control. He was ready to change from an arrogant, violent boy into a wise, compassionate God. Love had changed him.
His last words to me were, “Elizabeth, my Elizabeth, over the past year I have grown to love you beyond belief, my heart now yearns to be with you. Even though our souls have always known, I know now that you were the person for me.” He raised his hand up to face, tracing my lip with his finger, he kissed each of my closed eyes and wiped away my tears. “You have proven to me love is real, you have given the only gifts and man can want, love, and compassion. You taught me how to love. And for that my darling I will never forget you. Even if your soul doesn‘t come with mine, I will come back for you. Look at the horizon every morning, and every night I will send a sign when I come for you. I love you, my Elizabeth.”
I had tears streaming down my face,
I had tears streaming down my face, but when I looked at his eyes I knew I was doing the right thing. I has to let him go follow his destiny. He laid on the soft, newly sprouted spring grass. I crouched next to him, and kissed him one last time.
He held a handful of my hair to his nose, and said, “I am ready, my Elizabeth.”
With my arm raised I gently brought the knife to chest, tears streaming from my reddened eyes. Yet somehow, as if my miracle, I saw through my tears, and watched as his body rose into the sky. The wind blew gently again, the chipmunk scurried to his hole, the birds chirped and the deer came out again. But my soul did not go with his.
Everyday I look out my open window, and wait for a sign, of my loves return. Looking out my open window.
here is link for part one. thanks so much for reading it. I really appreiciate it
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20100223080841AAVT2Mr&r=w
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=AoM734CMhCT8kWnFTtC4tzyf5HNG;_ylv=3?qid=20100223080707AAmlvL0
link to part one…please ingore the first link thanks

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wat i mean is when u try to use somthing to protect urself from 1 problem theres always some price to pay…. like when ppl put those free antispyware an antivirusware aps on there computers to protect them from adware an spyware… those aps end up puting there own spyware an adware on ur computer thats worse than the stuff there sposed to protect u from…

so i thot maybe when u use things like magic charms or spells… to protect u from somthing evil… theres always some karma u got to pay that will make things even worse for u in the long run??? like maybe some spirit comes into ur life an its sposed to protect u… but then this spirit is real anoying an u can never get rid of it…

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What would happen if you found yourself dead?
Your heart just stopped beating, your spirit rises out of your body and you then seen into the realm of the spiritual world but it wasn’t Angels or a light at the end of a tunnel but what you saw were two beings, they were both laughing and they told you to come with them..You followed them down this long hallway and you didn’t know where they were leading you, now being hurried, they aren’t laughing any longer, instead, they are getting hateful..they start pulling you faster and faster, they begin to cuss and swear and mocking you. You try to pull back but to no avail, you start fighting them but they are more stronger. They begin screaming at you, pushing you, hitting you until at last, you break free only to fall into a bottomless pit of watery flames. You yourself start yelling, "OH, MY GOD, I AM REALLY HERE! i’M IN HELL! OH NO GOD! The reality of the the flames of hell engulf your very soul. No matter which way you turn, no matter which way you move, you cannot escape. The very air you breath is nothing but fiery flames and you are tormented.The flames grow hotter and hotter. There is no water to cool your tongue. There is no shelter to swim to, no place of rest. You find the first instance you are there, it is a never ending cycle of burning, misery and pain. It was never nothing you had ever experienced before. You hear people around you crying and screaming. "God I AM SORRY! HAVE MERCY! You hear voices that sound like people you once knew but in your own torments it is not important. You try to think, you then recall a time when a man approached you telling you of a man named Jesus, OH GOD THE BURNING, you continue to recall that the man was telling you have to be saved, PLEASE GOD HELP ME! the man voice become much clearer telling how much Jesus loves you..Yet You began rebuking him. "There is No God! Christianity is for Fools! That’s it! JESUS! HELP ME! JESUS HAVE MERCY! But you hear nothing.. No one comes to your resue! The words are now echoing in your memory…"There is no God…Christianity is for fools! There is no God! PLEASE GOD NO! THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING TO ME! I was a good person, so if I didn’t believe in Jesus. I didn’t kill no one. I didn’t rob banks. So what if I drank? My marriage was on the rocks anyway, I needed a companion even if it was only for one night. I wasn’t hurting no one but myself! OH< Jesus, Please get me out of here!! Again, NO ANSWER! The flames, the misery continues, the crys, the anguish of the soul never ending, never a way out. There is no clocks, there is no time…Ever!

The time is now…Before you die to receive Mercy…To receive Christ…To escape everlasting torment and damnation. Hell was not created for mankind but you can willfully go there by dying and dying defiled by sin. Jesus says, He that believes in me, shall never see death….Don’t you think it’s TIME? Go to www.spiritlessons.com Proof from those who have died and come back to tell all!
Sorry about changing the qustion but yahoo seemed to have not liked the first question and deleted it..

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