KyrieUzumaki

Year 1540

Nicole is a lowly human from the mainland trying to make ends meet as she would often paint for middle and high-class people sometimes even Purebloods which was rare in her case. She receives little money which doesn’t financially support her living. Until one day she received an invitation from the Snow Kingdom to paint the great Lord Jasper Gervassius.  She reaches the kingdom and Meets Lord Jasper in the hopes of making a big income she receives more than what she bargains for.
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Teaser:

Jasper placed both of his hands on either side of Nicole's head trapping her with his body. He stared down at her looking at his sweet innocent lamb, he couldn't help but smile at her widely. Her doe-like eyes staring back at him only made him want to devour her "Why do you play these games with me darling you know I don't like it. I think you forgot who you're dealing with." He leaned down against her lips slightly flicking his tongue in her mouth making her crave for more."My Quahneah Woman" 

Nicole gasped in shock as she wondered how he knew her tribe's name. Before she could say another Jasper had cupped her cheek softly placing his lips on hers and kissing her softly as he slowly removed his hands against the wall.

He was wrapping his arms around her waist bringing her body closer to his as there was no space between them. As they continued Nicole started to become breathless pulling herself back to breathe, she couldn't help but look up to see Jasper looking at her with a smile that was Duchenne. His purple orbs looked into her seeing the love and adorn affection he was showing her. 

"Jasper I have a question to ask you" Jasper hummed waiting for her question" What are we going to do about the tirade ."

Jasper's smile suddenly became sinister as he narrowed his eyes "Why don't you leave that to me, darling."

Vampire Chronicles

<p>Nicole sat by the window of the Snow Kingdom's grand estate, her brush resting idly in her hand. Outside, the landscape was bathed in a soft layer of snow, the light of the moon casting a silver glow over the kingdom she now called home. She had tried her best to embrace her new role as Lady of Snow, learning the customs, engaging with the people, and finishing countless paintings to pass the time. But no matter how she tried to distract herself, her mind always returned to one thing—Jasper.</p>

<p>It had been three months since he had left for the war, and not a day went by that she didn't worry about him. Slade, Jasper's owl, had only managed to bring back one letter during that time, and since then, she had heard nothing. There were rumors that a great battle had taken place in the valley where Jasper's forces and Alaric's clashed, with both sides calling for reinforcements. But nothing was certain. </p>

Nightmare