#forgedofwar

EMOTIONS  DRAIN  FROM  HER  FACE.  her  expression  goes  from  slightly  pleasant,  to  shocked,  to  pure  rage.  her  body  begins  shaking  from  the  fury  that  boils  within  her. 

in  a  blur  of  movement,  she’s  grabbed  his  arm  and  twisted  it  behind  his  back,  forcing  him  down  on  his  knees.  her  free  hand  grabs  his  face,  making  him  meet  her  gaze.  the  physical  and  eye  contact  together  would  be  too  much  for  even  the  mentally  strongest  vampire  to  resist  her  gift,  her  compulsion.     ❛   don’t  lie  to  me.  tell  me  the  truth,  or  i’ll  have  you  ripped  limb  from  limb,  and  i’ll  send  video  footage  of  your  burning  corpse  to  that  darling  family  of  yours.  how  do  you  really  feel?   ❜ 

not  that  he  could  lie  to  her  with  her  compulsion  forcing  the  truth  past  his  lips,  but  she  wouldn’t  be  viviana  deluca  if  she  wasn’t  dramatically  threatening  someone’s  life  on  top  of  bending  their  will.  

❛   tell  me,  and  i’ll  let  you  go.   —   was  it  truly  a  mistake?   ❜

THINGS SAID TO OR BY MY SIBLINGS: (requested by @forgedofwar​)

                                “Jaa-azz …” Johanna whined in a child-like manner as she crossed her arms across the table and buried her head inside of it, golden curls splaying everywhere. 

Such overprotective behavior from her brother wasn’t new in the slightest, most especially when she had spent almost 200 years with him, but that didn’t mean Johanna enjoyed it: least not when it involved a boy asking her out. She didn’t think it was possible for Jasper to still find a way to embarrass her after all these years … but here they were. 

                            EJ paused for a moment, debating how he wanted to PHRASE what he’d done. A heartbeat passed, and then another, and then he GRUNTED shortly. “So. Uh. I don’t have a jacket anymore,” he started, head tilting just a touch. “Because I got mad. And... Might have... Lit it on FIRE.”

SHE SPOTS HIM FROM ACROSS THE BALLROOM,  and all sorts of devilish ideas cross her mind as her feet carry her through the mess, the massacre of humans, towards him.    ❛  jasper,  ❜    she greets him with a twisted grin.    ❛  please tell me you’ve abandoned those ridiculous cullens and have come here to embrace your true nature.  ❜    viviana gestures out to the room, where vampire are tearing through the human treats.

IT’S A RARE CLOUDY DAY IN ROME.  the vampires of her coven are so very excited to be able to roam around in the day - time. of course, viviana doesn’t have that problem, but she must keep up the appearance that she does. 

that the lapis lazuli ring on her finger is just the coat of arms for the royal roman coven, and not a magic - spelled emblem that allows her to walk unnoticed in the sunlight. 

she sips at the blood - filled wine glass, arching a brow at his sudden appearance.    ❛  you’re a long way from home, are you not?  ❜    viviana asks, cocking her head curiously.    ❛  to what do i owe the pleasure of your company today, jasper hale? tell me that you’ve finally left behind those ridiculous. . . vegetarians and have come to join me, to live the way vampires are supposed to live?  ❜    she smiles, a cruel twist of her lips.