CONTEST HAS ENDED!!!
I want to turn YOU into the author for this contest. I'll give you the scene, you just need to finish it out with a sentence or two, a paragraph or more...whatever it takes to complete it! No, you don't have to do it eloquently or even great...I'm not asking for "best seller" stuff here. If all you feel comfortable doing is "telling" me how you think the scene should progress (rather than write out a creative scene), then that's good enough for me. The point is for you to envision where you "think" the scene should or would go. At the end of the contest, I'll post how I finished out the scene in Pandora's Box.
This is NOT a writing skills contest and anyone that participates IS eligible to win. When the contest is over, I'll have random.org draw one winner of those that participated. But be creative and email me your comments to roadtohellseries@gmail.com, but make sure you leave me a comment HERE stating that you sent me an email, so everyone else will know who all and how many entered the contest.
The contest ends at midnight CST, June 30th, so you have plenty of time to think up something fun, witty, scary...you get the idea! At the end of the contest, I'll post all the entries in a separate post for all to see and love what you came up with! If you don't want yours posted, just tell me and I won't post it. I have NO desire to embarass anyone either.
DO have fun with this. DO be creative. Go as dark, sweet, funny, or sultry as you want. There are no age restrictions on the content written, just remember I do plan to post these at the end of the contest so if you don't want something posted, TELL ME in the email!!! You will receive credit for the content you write.
You MUST be 18 years of age to participate in the contest. Please ask any questions in the comment section below because chances are if you have questions, someone else has the same question.
HERE IS THE SCENE TO COMPLETE:
The demon dragged her hard against his granite-like, immoveable chest, knocking the breath from her lungs with their sudden impact. Demon or not, buff beneath his clothing and as unforgiving as concrete, those assets terrified her more! She couldn't compete with strength.
Not even an inhalation moved his rock hard pecs. Testament that he didn't live, or rather evidence he didn't need air to live. If that wasn't enough to prove he was dead, she held her breath, trying to block out his stench. The action failed miserably as his atrocious odor caused her eyes to water.
"I'll provide you security and safety, make you Queen of all Nations. All you need do is consent to come with me now."
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The demon dragged her hard against his granite-like, immoveable chest, knocking the breath from her lungs with their sudden impact. Demon or not, buff beneath his clothing and as unforgiving as concrete, those assets terrified her more! She couldn't compete with strength.
Not even an inhalation moved his rock hard pecs. Testament that he didn't live, or rather evidence he didn't need air to live. If that wasn't enough to prove he was dead, she held her breath, trying to block out his stench. The action failed miserably as his atrocious odor caused her eyes to water.
"I'll provide you security and safety, make you Queen of all Nations. All you need do is consent to come with me now."
"Well, I would, except... You smell horrible! I'd love to be waited on hand and foot, not having to work to survive. However, I do have standards y'know."
The Demon looked down at her in shock, he hadn't been expecting that she would say something like that. With a surreptitious sniff of himself, he shrugged. He couldn't smell anything.
First challenger...Shadow!! I loved it and you made me giggle! *claps hands* Excellent job!
Next challenger....lol
Huggles,
Gracen
The demon dragged her hard against his granite-like, immoveable chest, knocking the breath from her lungs with their sudden impact. Demon or not, buff beneath his clothing and as unforgiving as concrete, those assets terrified her more! She couldn't compete with strength.
Not even an inhalation moved his rock hard pecs. Testament that he didn't live, or rather evidence he didn't need air to live. If that wasn't enough to prove he was dead, she held her breath, trying to block out his stench. The action failed miserably as his atrocious odor caused her eyes to water.
"I'll provide you security and safety, make you Queen of all Nations. All you need do is consent to come with me now."
"Security and safety is all you can provide as Queen? What else can you offer me" she growled through clenched teeth in her most tough and bitch like as possible voice. Trying to make her short 5ft 4in self appear 7 ft tall, she needed everything she could get right now.
The demon took a step back, releasing her slowly. She tried not to gag at his god awful stench. The demon growled deep in his throat at her. His eyes blazing blood red, so bright they actually looked like they were on fire. "HOW DARE YOU CHALLENGE ME" the demon shouted, shaking the ground beneath her. Not giving an inch, she stood her ground and did not flinch. "I may not be full demon, but if I am to be Queen, I am going to need help convincing the Underground that I am worthy to rule" she stated with as much fire in her eyes as her half demon side could muster.
The demon made a whistle like sound. In comes 6 of the most gorgeous man like creatures she had ever seen. Each one looking nothing like the next, but each one radiating sex and hunger.
"Take your pick. You can have any of them or all of them to serve as your King. I will assemble my army to protect and follow only you. I will call in the Wizzard to bring you into your birth rite powers. Just say you will be Queen".
Walking over to the 6 god like men, she runs her hands up and down their bodies. Checking out every nook and cranny, she chooses her favorite male, based most definitely on his main asset. "Can I test drive this one quick before we get started, she states matter of factly with blazing eyes? We will require proper bathing and then the test mating ritual will begin".
The Demon bowed deep and said "Anything for you my Queen".
In her most evil grin, the soon to be Demon Queen was right where she always dreamed of being. From here on out, she would rule the underworld with her new powers. She would be unstoppable. The Wizzard will give her the power, the Kings will provide her with most pure raw sex that the underworld had to offer.
Being protected by The Demon and his army, being Queen of the Underworld Nations, nothing could ever stop her. The next century was going to be so much fun!
Love your take on this too, Mindy! It kind of made me think of Phoebe in Charmed when she became the Queen of the Underworld. I loved her being bad. LOL Great job!!
Next challenger, don't be shy, step right up and enter to win...=D
Huggles,
Gracen
I just sent you my entry. I was too timid to post it on here. It's now where as good as the entries in the previous comments.
Kristina, I loooved your entry! Especially the last two words. lol Priceless!
So, that's 3 entries...come on folks, give us some more story goodies!!
Huggles,
Gracen
I sent you an email!!! You have some creative people here!! Sadly I'm not one of them LOL!! But I tried!! :)
Shannon Johnson
shannonjean14(at)gmail(dot)com
Shannon, I think you're selling yourself short like Kristina is, because I enjoyed reading what you came up with! Now, you're officially entered to win the T-shirt! =D
Huggles,
Gracen
Ok here's my fly by the seat of my pants entry! No judging me for errors since I didn't edit it.... Writing while trying to keep kids from reading it is hard to do! LOL So please forgive any flaws in flow, ect.
The demon dragged her hard against his granite-like, immoveable chest, knocking the breath from her lungs with their sudden impact. Demon or not, buff beneath his clothing and as unforgiving as concrete, those assets terrified her more! She couldn't compete with strength.
Not even an inhalation moved his rock hard pecs. Testament that he didn't live, or rather evidence he didn't need air to live. If that wasn't enough to prove he was dead, she held her breath, trying to block out his stench. The action failed miserably as his atrocious odor caused her eyes to water.
"I'll provide you security and safety, make you Queen of all Nations. All you need do is consent to come with me now."
“Before I do agree to anything or go anywhere with anyone I have a question and request….”
He stepped back, releasing her. His look of astonishment almost made her snicker, before his stench made her start to gag. As he drew himself up to his full height, and looked down his nose at her she began to question her own audacity…and sanity.
“You may ask.” His imperial, and if he weren’t demonic she would have said holier than thou, tone made her decide to go ahead with her idea.
“Do you ever bathe? Your stench is a tad over-powering.”
His jaw clenched and lips thinned, as his eyes took on a suspiciously shiny sheen.
“Because, I mean… I believe you could walk into a perfume factory after a vat was spilled and you would still be the one we smelled.”
She waited for him to explode in temper…and waited. But all she got were narrowed eyes, fisted hands, and flared nostrils. The look he shot toward her she could easily ignore, she was good at that. But the smoke coming out of his nose, as he tried to hold his temper, was harder to overlook. She tapped her foot, trying to come off as impatient.
“Not gonna answer? Fine I’ll move on to the request part. Could you by chance try to take a dip in the Eternal Bog of Stench, as it would help your…aromatic presence? I mean really, you want me to be Queen, and every Queen has her standards….”
She gasped as he once again grabbed and pulled her close.
“I can make you not care about my ‘stench’ if that was my desire. I could make you crawl all over my body, licking it with you wet, pink tongue. If I were so inclined I could have you on your knees in front of me, believing that my wishes were your own, my desires were birthed from your own mind. Make you believe that what you beg me to do to you with my tail, talons, and the split tongue you have been so careful not to look at were from your warped imagination. “
She gasped as the tail he mentioned slowly crawled up the back of her leg under her skirt slowly trailing a line of goose bumps with the light touch as it moved closer toward her center. She gasped, a mixture of outrage and confused desire….
Gracen...how funny is this? I love Charmed. I am a HUGE fan and have the triquetra from the book of shadows tattooed on my foot!!!! You called that right momma hound!!!! I loved when the girls turned bad! Phoebe was GOOOOD at it too. That demon husband of hers, Cole Turner....holy hawtness batman!!!!!
No fecking way was I going to play Queen to King putrid. He might not be human, but he was male. So I pulled my knee up with such force his nuts would pop out his mouth. Unfortunately, his pecs weren't the only thing made of stone and now my knee hurt and he was mad...crap!
The demon dragged her hard against his granite-like, immoveable chest, knocking the breath from her lungs with their sudden impact. Demon or not, buff beneath his clothing and as unforgiving as concrete, those assets terrified her more! She couldn't compete with strength.
Not even an inhalation moved his rock hard pecs. Testament that he didn't live, or rather evidence he didn't need air to live. If that wasn't enough to prove he was dead, she held her breath, trying to block out his stench. The action failed miserably as his atrocious odor caused her eyes to water.
"I'll provide you security and safety, make you Queen of all Nations. All you need do is consent to come with me now."
As I tried to breath through my mouth I could taste his putried breath. Clinching my teeth tightly together to try to filter the air a little and prevent the gag that I was trying to hold in… “ I will never be your Queen.” I still struggled within his vice grip to get free.
He squeeze a little tighter but just enough to make me gasp. When he realized that he was hurting me he released his grip just enough to were if I had any chance of getting free now was the time.
I quickly kicked the demon in the knee and then brought that same knee up to his crotch. He let me drop to the floor and I quickly brought my knee up one more time to knee him in the face as he was doubled over.
I ran like I had a demon from Hell chasing me, which I did..
Okay, I just sent my email! Wanted to send it when the contest was first posted but I've been fighting a nasty cold. :) Everyone have a great day.
GASPING AT HIS STENCH, SHE LOOKED OVER HIS SHOULDER TO SEE HER BELOVED CAMERON HOLDING A GLOWING SWORD IN HIS HANDS AND HE LOOKED AS FIERCE AS AN AVENGING ANGEL! THE DEMON TURNED, CAMERON HIT THE DEMON IN THE CHEST AND A PUFF OF SULFUR RENT THE AIR CAUSING THEM TO COUGH, BUT AS THEY HURRIED TO THE DOOR THERE STOOD THE DEMON STARING AT THEM WITH BLOOD RED EYES AND LAUGHING AT THEIR PETTY ATTEMPTS AND HE CAUSED HER TO SHIVER.
I freakin' LOVE all of these and the ones sent to my email!!! Y'all are creative!!! Give yourself a pat on the back for doing so well.
Huggles,
Gracen
SHE STRUGGLED IN HIS GRASP AND SAID, "NOTHING YOU CAN GIVE ME NOTHING COMPARED TO THE LOVE I SEE IN MY CAMERON'S EYES AND HEART!"
" HIS LOVE IS MORE PRECIOUS TO ME THAN ALL THE WORLD, DIAMONDS, RUBIES, EMERALDS, AND THE BIGGEST PEARL IN THE UNIVERSE! I WILL NEVER YIELD TO YOUR DESIRES SO KILL ME IF YOU MUST.
Hi Gracen, I emailed mine to you. I can't wait for the book to come out!!!
~Brandy
brandyzbooks@yahoo.com
The demon dragged her hard against his granite-like, immoveable chest, knocking the breath from her lungs with their sudden impact. Demon or not, buff beneath his clothing and as unforgiving as concrete, those assets terrified her more! She couldn't compete with strength.
Not even an inhalation moved his rock hard pecs. Testament that he didn't live, or rather evidence he didn't need air to live. If that wasn't enough to prove he was dead, she held her breath, trying to block out his stench. The action failed miserably as his atrocious odor caused her eyes to water.
"I'll provide you security and safety, make you Queen of all Nations. All you need do is consent to come with me now."
As he stands there trying to decide what to do, she looks at his long skinny hand, flesh peeling away from his incredably long black nails, his grip is so strong it feels as if her arm may pop off! She looks up and notices his red glowing eyes and asks herself, "just how much power can a queen truely have when she is ruled by a king?" She has always dreamed of having power and wondered what it would be like. Is the life as a queen more satisfying then being in the arms of your one true love? Can power fill her wants and desires like Cameron can? The answer is no! What she truely longed for was to be held and loved, an as much as she hated to admit it she carried the desire to have Cameron`s children! Something she knew could never happen....Or could it??
I ment as SHE stands there
The demon dragged her hard against his granite-like, immoveable chest, knocking the breath from her lungs with their sudden impact. Demon or not, buff beneath his clothing and as unforgiving as concrete, those assets terrified her more! She couldn't compete with strength.
Not even an inhalation moved his rock hard pecs. Testament that he didn't live, or rather evidence he didn't need air to live. If that wasn't enough to prove he was dead, she held her breath, trying to block out his stench. The action failed miserably as his atrocious odor caused her eyes to water.
"I'll provide you security and safety, make you Queen of all Nations. All you need do is consent to come with me now."
"Huh" she thought looking at the demon.
"You must be crazy to think I'll accept your help, you might be a demon but you stink and are ugly, and I've already got all the protection I need"
"How dare you you little..." but the demon didn't finish his sentence as a sword went through his chest right where his heart was supposed to be.
She grabbed her heroes hand and they ran into safty.
"Thank you" she said in a whisper and gasped in surprise when the man kissed her with passion and his hand trailed up the hem of her skirt.
Sorry if there are any mispellings, english isn't my first language :)
Brandy, Hotcha, Rhonda and Nathiel...all of you did FABULOUS jobs with your storyline!! Nathiel, even though English isn't your first language, you spell better than a lot of English speaking people. =D So give yourself a HUGE pat on the back.
Thanks to all of you for entering and good luck! I'm about to plug everyone's names into Random.org and announce a winner. AND I'll post how I finished out the scene. I'll be right back...
And the winner is...oh, I'll announce that in a second. I'm sure you'd rather have how I finished the scene out. Here goes:
The demon dragged her hard against his granite-like, immoveable chest, knocking the breath from her lungs with their sudden impact. Demon or not, buff beneath his clothing and as unforgiving as concrete, those assets terrified her more! She couldn't compete with strength.
Not even an inhalation moved his rock hard pecs. Testament that he didn't live, or rather evidence he didn't need air to live. If that wasn't enough to prove he was dead, she held her breath, trying to block out his stench. The action failed miserably as his atrocious odor caused her eyes to water.
"I'll provide you security and safety, make you Queen of all Nations. All you need do is consent to come with me now."
Queen of all Nations, huh? What an amazing offer. Kind of like winning the lottery without buying a ticket. She guessed it came with a high price.
A familiar cant stained his voice, yet a gruff unfamiliarity marred it at the same time. Fire eyed or not, buff or not, offering the world or not, he was in her home uninvited, and he stank to high heaven.
She sucked in a breath to scream again. He slammed his mouth over hers, slicing her upper lip against her teeth and cutting off any sound she might have executed. The hand in her hair twisted her head to the side, and he deepened his demonic kiss. His tongue swished inside and flicked across hers, her bleeding mouth making their connection wet and slippery.
Madison grunted and squirmed, slapped and punched, attempting to break free. None of her efforts worked. So, she bit down on his tongue and gagged on his thick, sludgy blood.
He jerked backward and an outraged bellow struck her face, the stench knocking the breath from her lungs. Holding her steady by her hair, his other hand wrapped around her throat and constricted. Awful strangled sounds came from her, as he squeezed tighter and tighter until she thought he'd crush her windpipe.
Amos…
Darkness edged her vision as jagged lightening haloed his silhouette. His grip intensified while thunder rattled the windows.
If he murdered her, Amos would be left all alone with him.
She struggled to lift her arms and rake her nails down his face, but they weighed too much to maneuver accurately. They ended up banging against her thighs like a loose window shutter in a vicious thunderstorm.
In the moments before she thought death would claim her, his face transformed with concise clarity. All thought froze; shocked beyond comprehension, she couldn't believe her eyes. His identity couldn't be right.
The door to her bedroom burst open as Madison lost consciousness.
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ANY COMMENTS OR QUESTIONS FROM MY HELLHOUNDS ABOUT MY SCENE??
Huggles,
Gracen
Now, I'll get to the winner...
MINDY FANGEDMOM!
Congrats, Mindy. Please contact me by email at roadtohellseries@gmail.com with your snail mail address, so I can mail you the T-shirt.
The rest of you...click on the new contest for the personalized signed Pandora's Box poster that has already begun!!!
WTG MINDY!
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