Oh Wow

It seems that since the school year has ended and college will start soon, I don't know what to do with this blog. My writing has picked up a bit since the last day of school and I'm excited about that. It seems this girl on fanfiction.net has been harrassing me about continuing my stories on there so it seems that my fanfics have started up again as well. I'm happy to inform that I have decided to pursue Callista's and Zayley's stories. They are the most interesting ones that I have ever created so far. Though I may not be on this blog very much in the near future I hope that ya'll will still come back every once in a while. I'll update as much as i can in the future though I procrastinate I'm still excited to see if my listeners will stay with me.

If you want to read my fanfiction go to: www.fanfiction.net
and go to the seach tab and type in: colvoy
and you'll find me.

Oh and one more thing is have created another person besides Colvoy, and his name is Sivalence. i have welcomed him to the crazy family that i have with me and my characters.

Enjoy :)

Best pics ever!!!!!!!!! <3

Preview of Callista

This a preview of my story Callista, for those who are interested please read and enjoy. Other then that I hope you like my own little excert :). Please if you can give good comments!:

"Callista smirked pulling out a bottle of perfume that she had hidden in her dress.
“Callista”
She looked up to see her father looking directly at her. Internally she worried that he had notice the whole scene between her and Dion. Out of the corner of her eye she looked over at Dion’s motionless form. He was looking out he window plain as day, but she knew that inside he felt that same way.
“Yes father?” she focused all of her attention on him ignoring the outside world.
“What is that bottle that you have in your possession?”
“Oh this” she held up the bottle, “Grandmother gave this to me before I left. She said that it might come in handy when I got to the palace.”
“Hmmm spray some onto your person. I am really curious to see which of her ghastly perfumes she gave you?” he asked.
Callista did as she was told holding the bottle away from her body. She pressed down on the top spraying the green mist on her neck.
“Bloody Hell!”
Callista looked up seeing that Dion was looking at her with a look of disgust.
“What’s wrong Dion?” she asked noticing her father wrinkle his nose.
“You smell god awful. It is so sweet that it is burning my nose” Dion replied covering his nose.
She looked at him in confusion. “Only your grandmother would give you such a perfume.” Dante interrupted.
“What do you mean father? What purpose does this serve me?”
Dante gave her a steady gaze. “That perfume you have is used to hide the demon essence that surrounds you. Your grandmother gave it to you so that the vampires wouldn’t find out what you are. It is for your own protection.”
Callista looked from your father to the vial that she held firmly in her grasp. The tiny thing was mainly for her well being and the only thing that she could do was thank her grandmother. She looked taking her eyes away from it seeing that her father and brother were slightly edging away from her.
“Oh come on the smell is that bad” she sniffed the air, “It smells okay to me”
“That because to the wearer of the perfume it smells like that of lavender. Though to others like your brother and me it repels us with just the slightest whiff of it.” Dante explained sitting closer to the window.
Callista glanced over at her brother to see that he was ignoring the conversation. Dion’s head was out the window escaping the smell that was her intoxicating perfume. A look of annoyance spread across her face as she watched his hair whip around in the wind. To her he looked like a dog, his face showed a sense of freedom as he felt the wind against his face. The picture of him sticking his tongue out and panting like a puppy flashed in her mind making her laugh to herself. Dante and Dion both looked at her puzzle with the sudden laugh that was erupting from her.
“Is something wrong Callista?” Dante raised a brow at his daughter.
In the midst of laughter she looked at him. “No father nothing is wrong with me. Its just that I found something funny and I couldn’t help but laugh.”
“And what, Callista, had been so funny that you couldn’t contain your laughter?” Dion asked sticking his head back into the carriage regretting it was his head was safely back in.
“Umm it pertains to a certain young man with his head out a certain window” she stated a red tint appearing on her cheeks, “And his slight resemblance to a cute puppy.”
Dion’s eyes widened at her statement knowing that he had been the only one with his head out the window. His eyes quickly met with his father’s which in turns showed the slightest hint of amusement. Then out of the blue Dante started to snicker at the look on his son’s face. Dion turned the darkest shade of red possible glaring at his sister. She held up her hands in innocence grinning at her laughing father.
“So what in the right mind makes you think that I look like a bloody puppy?” Dion snarled.
Callista didn’t flinch at the sound of his voice. “What you had the look of pure freedom one your face. It looked as if you had not a care in the world, like you were happy.”
Dion stared at her face to see if there was any deception in her words. She stared deeply into her eyes ignoring their giggling father. He saw nothing but sincerity lay behind her hazel eyes, in the end it aggravated him.
“It seems that you sister has you all figured out, my son.” Dante said.
Dion rolled his eyes, Callista smiling at her father’s response to the situation between the brother and sister. The entire situation proved to be amusing for the three of them. The only irony of all this was that, it had been the only source of entertainment for the rest of the trip."

Reading

Reading, I think, is something that you make a life passion because of the various wonders that lay woven within the pages of a book. Children in a America read books when they are young and some onto adulthood. But lately i haven't seen that! I see some people saying that books are stupid and they are boring. sometimes i think that they are just reading the wrong things. When you read, in my perspective, you should read something that you're interested in. Never read something that someone forces you to read unless you're in the school and the teacher tells you too.
i mean how hard is it to go into a library and look around and see if there's anything that you like, but it doesn't mean that you have to find something right away. reading is helpful in imagination and creativity, it allows you to envision a world within a book. Just pick up a book and read sometimes people act like its like the longest calculus equation of their lives.

Awesome Guest Post, I read.

When I sit down with pages bound by a leatherhard cover, I let my mind wonder. My mind explores the wonders of the words that are inked onto the soft tan pages. The words lasso my brain with people, ideas, and imagination. The people appear to me in a dramatic way, they show themselfs to me forming an image in my twisted spirals of brain tissue. Ideas pop their way through the pages, leaping from page to page making new ideals comet to my mind. Reading caused such an impact to my way of writing and my style. Without the many books ive read my style would be so different. Imagination plays a huge rule, in when I read a book. My imagination has to wonder, and if the book doesnt lead to that I carefully put it down and close the cover. The book no longer holds any interest to me. Books are awesome, read them now. Or else.

created by: Shalakamalac

Post 4

Dear Blog,
Hi my name is Callista, i am and only will be Juan's main character, i am in his novel/ story thing that he has been writing for a very long time. I am 687 years old not counting my 'human' years. I am a demon as he puts it, but nonetheless I'm not scary just careful when it comes to situations now. My life has really complicated and i can't explain it because its a very very long story that seems to get longer each and each day. sometimes living forever has its downsides, but having Azriel and Indemnis by my side. and if your wondering what Indemnis means it means innocent in latin, apparently his mother took his name into consideration when she named him, but i love him with all my heart. though i have no love of my life being with them helps fill the void of lonliness that fills my soul when i think of Him. I know that one day that things will be better and that i will kill my Brother Dion once in for all. his life in my hands i will truly take it from him as his harbringer.

With grand lots of Love,

Callista Visconti

Imitation Writing: Anita Blake style

Excerpt:


"I was covered in blood, but it wasn't mine, so it was okay. Not only was it not my blood, but it was all animal blood. If the worst casualties of the night were six chickens and a goat, I could live with it, and so could everyone else. I'd raised seven corpses in one night. It was a record even for me.
I pulled into my driveway at a quarter 'til dawn with the sky still dark and star-filled. I left the Jeep in the driveway, too tired to mess with the garage. It was May, but it felt like April. Spring in St. Louis was usually a two-day even between the end of winter and the beginning of summer. One day you were freezing your ass off and the next day it's be eighty plus. But this year it had been spring, a wet gentle spring.
Except for the high number of zombies I'd raised, it had been a typical night. Everything from raising a civil war soldier for a local historical society to question, a will that needed a final signature, to a son's last confrontation with his abusive mother. I'd been neck deep in lawyers and therapists most of the night. If I heard, "How does that make you feel, Jonathan (or Cathy, or whoever)?" one more time tonight, I'd scream. I did not want to watch one more person "go with his or her feelings" ever. At least with most of the lawyers the bereaved didn't come to the graveside. The court-appointed lawyer would ascertain that the zombies raised had enough cognitive ability to know what they were signing, then he would sign off on the contract as a witness. If the zombie couldn't answer the questions, then no legal signature. The corpse had to be of "sound" ming to sign a legally binding signature. I'd never raised a zombie that couldn't pass the legal definition of soundness, but it happened sometimes. Jamison, a fellow animator at Animator's Inc., had a pair of lawyers come to blows on top of the grave. What fun."








Contents:


-Sarcasm


-Gore (Animal Blood)


-Humor (Towards her job)





Imitation:





Justin stood staring at the man in front of him, face drenched red with anger. He had gotten carried away with murdering the Werewolf in from of him that laid before him in pieces. Blood covered the front of his body bleaching the earth with its blood. Anderson had warned him not to get carried away with the execution, but he didn't seem to follow orders. His job was to execute any rogue creature that went against their laws. Being a vampire only added on to the degree of execution that he could produce. He had tried to do it quick and clean, but his victim had been very loud and verbally abusive towards him. His anger had gotten the best of him and the result lay before him as a large mound of flesh and bones.
"Really Justin, why did you have to make a mess?!" the man yelled.
"Sorry sir, but he ran his mouth to much, and it seems that i have a bad temper" Justin replied calming down.
"I can see that, but that doesn't give you the right to tear up the prison like a piece of meat"
"Sorry, but maybe next time he'll behave and keep his mouth shut" justin smiled.

Laurell k. Hamilton: Writing Style

Her writing style is based on the emotions of he characters and how they fit into the situations of the novel. Anita Blake is a hardcore, ruthless, emotional, loving, and trustworthy person in the series. Laurell uses her characters to convey meaning to all of the things that are happening at once in the book.





The Excert: In the excert Anita is angry that Edward is using his alter ego to pass off as someone else in love with a local woman in town. and it angers her and makes her feel sympathy for the family. when it comes to things that go against her morals is what brings out her real emotions.

Book Excert: Obsidian Butterfly

Excert from Chapter 2 of Obsidian Butterfly. It's book 9 of the Anita Blake Series

(Warning there is some unappropriate language in this Excert so no one get on to me about it please.)

Enjoy :)

"Donna was hurting. Peter was hurting. Edward wasn't hurting. I looked up at him, past Donna's softly horrified face. His eyes were empty as he looked at me, as waiting and patient as any predator. How dare he step into their lives like this! How dare he cause them more pain! Because whatever happened, whether he married her or didn't, it was going to be painful. Painful for for everyone but Edward. Though maybe I could fix that. If he fucked up Donna's life, maybe I could fuck up his. Yeah, I liked that. I'd spread the rain around all over his parade.

It must have shone in my eyes for a second or two, because Edward's eyes narrowed, and for that moment I felt that shiver he could send down my spine with just a glance. He was a very dangerous man, but to protect this family I'd test his limits, and mine. Edward had finally found something that pissed me off enough to maybe press the button that I'd never wanted to touch. He had to leave Donna and her family alone. He had to get out of their lives. I'd see him out of their lives, or else. And there is only one "or else" when you're dealing with Edward. Death."

this is Sherrilyn Kenyon the addtional mentor to me other then Laurell K. Hamilton :D

My Mysterious other mentor.

Sherrilyn Kenyon though i have read only a few books to this author, they have touched me with inspiration to write. her writing style is very emotional just like that of Laurell K. Hamilton, but she has been writing for a long time and has more experience. she writes about the gods and greek mythology which is one of my favorite subjects. she writes urban fantasy, but all of her characters have a background and she makes sure that she explains it to you in each book.
and an Excert for Laurell K. Hamilton will be up soon :)

Again i advocate that people should start reading again, but not because they are forced to. they should be able to do it for fun. so that books do not commit suicide and bookselves that do not get depressed.

Laurell K Hamilton on New Day, Seattle, June 3 2010

This is suppose to be an interview on the morning show "A New Day". In this video Laurell talks about her books, the mixing of genres, what ages should read her books, and what her fans think of her books. To me this book series is not suitable for readers who cannot read these kind of books and that are not comfortable with the "openess" as Hamilton states in this interview. so Enjoy :))

My Characters! Urgent message!

just to let ya'll know that the only characters that i have blogging on this blog are the ones that i have created in Creative Writing class. I can allow for my other characters to come into this blog because THERE ARE TOO MANY OF THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. It is not even funny and i'm not writing a post for all of them, that would be too much work for one person.

Sincerely,

Juan Vaquera

X_xColvoyx_X

Creator of this blog and its many characters.

My Story: the Real deal

There is this story that i have been writing was started in the summer of last year, i haven't been able to write because of school and the fact that it has been a busy senior year. me and my cousin created it, but i rarely ever see her anymore so it was left to me to continue it if i wanted to. i have decided to make it my own and since i've barely worked on it, it's only about a little less then 30 pages which makes me really sad. i really want to make it a very long story.

My Character that i have created is named: Callista Visconti (I think that is her last name)
and her supposed companion or lover some may say is Daemond (Day-mund).

i have decided to start it up again which i'm really excited about because its a world that i have created :D. i will update about it randomly along with my other characters blogging in this blog as well.

Mason M.

Dear Blog,

Well this is awkard, having to hear from innocent is enough to send someone into a state of awed silence. she's fine once you know how to tune her out, though that does take a long time to accomplish. and if she said anything about Ivy being a bore please discredit that sometimes she tells lies and take things out of proportion. all she can talk about is herself and only herself and occasionally maybe someone else. and yes i am the third personality inside Ivy, but that doesn't make me different from any other male just the fact that i'm in a girls body doesn't really change anything. but it might be true that i have a thing for Ivy, and if you have a problem with that i say that you take it somewhere else. she is the most beautiful, amazing, and interesting person out there, just because Innocent decides to use a few choice words doesn't mean that you can't give her a second look. wow this is the longest i've ever been conscious for heheh but i'll see ya'll some other time

Peace out!!,

Mason Matthews

Innocent :3

Dear Blog,

Hello! Hello! hello! hello! hello people out there :)))))). this me innocent here hahaha. i am the more energeritc side of Ivy since she all boring and what not. i know that may sound rude but have you spent time talking to her haaha she might pass off as a bore. but nonetheless she is my best friend since we share the same mind and body. Mason on the other hand is fighting me so that he can take over and talk to you guys. he can't beat me ;). i think he has a thing for Ivy but sssssssshhhhhhhhh don't no one kay?

see ya later,

Innocent Adams
A.k.a Ivy's best friend

Ivy....

Dear Blog,

hello i am Ivy the newest edition to the cast of characters that Juan has created. my life is complicated from a little trouble that i deal with in my everyday life. you see i have a multiple personality disorder which means that i have two other people living inside of my body. so i don't know whether i will be typing as me or as the other two i have in my body. the other two that i have are Innocent Adams and Mason Matthews. they are my world sometimes we have nice conversations with eachother. they keep me company while i'm alone, so that i'm not so lonely. so right now i have to get off because i don't trust the other two to not pop in out of random so Bye!

Thanks for listening,

Ivy Newman

My Mentors

1. Laurell K.Hamilton



2. Edgar Allen Poe



3. Emily Dickenson



4. Jeaniene Frost



5. Sherrilyon Kenyon



6. Bram Stroker



7. Anita Blake



8. even my own mom



9. Friends



10. Characters from other books

i find mentors in all kinds of places and in all shapes and sizes. even if their real or fiction in some way they help me bring words to paper. but my only mentor at this moment is Laurell K. Hamilton because she is a genius and down right amazing at what she does.

Anita has her own comic book?!?!?!?!

Anita has been so world known that marvel has created a comic book based off of the book series and it is amazing since i've read up to book #7 in the series and the first volume in the comic books.

the female in the middle is Anita Blake, (left) Richard Zeeman, and (Right) Jean-Claude.

Laurell K. Hamilton- Creator and visionary

This is Laurell K. Hamilton!!! This woman is the most influential person to me because of her amzing novels and creative world. She has created a many worlds through out her books such as the Anitaverse in which she has created the character Anita Blake. It is a world of supernatural creatures that live among the living, acting like normal citizens. her books take many genres and jumbled them together. she takes peoples morals and prejudices and applies them to these creatures that she has created. Prejudices such as: discrimination, religious freedom, love is blind, and etc. All of her characters all have physical deformations and problems that follow them for the rest of their immortal lives. she inspired to continue writing and keep my writing strong. she also helped me pick my genre in which i love to write which is horror/science fiction/ fantasy/. she has made me become a visionary so that i could create a whole new world with my stories. giving my characters life and making them become part of me is what an author should do. creating their personalities and giving them life challenges, such as Anita Black a 5'4 woman who fights vampires, demons, zombies, ghouls, werewolves, were-felines, fey, witches, dragons, and ghosts. some day i hope to create a world that incorporates all of these creatures within it.

This is why you should read, books have feelings too!!!

Dear Blog

its been forever since i've seen my family and friends in person since i've gone traveling. i personally think that going with Zayley was the best choice that i could have made. she is the love of my life and i don't know what i would do without her. ever since i became a were-tiger Zayley's father has put me through extensive training so that i can catch up with Zalyey's skills. she is so beautiful, but she is so powerful that i feel somewhat emasculated. not really but she is powerful. this is a whole new experience for me so adjusting to it is going to take some time. sometimes i wonder if i made the right choice, but then i look at zayley and i realize that i do belong with her. i just have to reach her level and having determination is helping me with that. i just hope this training thing doesn't take years because i don't think i can take her father anymore. this training makes football look like child's play.

until next time,

Adrien

i <3 Zayley

These are some more pictures that are really cool and freaky, but i don't think that they are in the same category as the turtle haha

This me again Kana. umm this is me at my practice area in japan. its very beautiful and a great place to practice my meditation and gracefulness in. hope you like the pictures i really do look different then from when i was a kid.

Also this company named shuttershock takes my pictures so that's why their logos are on my photos

Thanks Love, Kana <3

Ballet

Dear Blog,
It seems that it has been a very long amount of time since i've been able to speak to anyone outside of the studio. Dancing takes over most of my life you see, my tyrant of a father thinks that one day i'll make it as a star in dance to supply him with money for his neverending greed. the last time that Juan mentioned me was when i was 6 or 8, i don't personally remember. i'm 18 now and i live in the states and japan jumping back and forth. music and ballet have become my passion so traveling is my life. Ballet is my secret hideaway from my father, but don't tell him that or he'll make me dance until my feet bleed... literally. i've been good though, lately i've been able to put a leash on my father's hold on my career so everything is slightly better. my hardship of my father from when i was a little girl has fallen off my shoulders a little since i've grown older. so i no longer have the burden of my father since he's toned down a bit. and as i have stated in the past one day he'll just be my father one day and not my owner. so i will keep you posted on my progress later on and in a minute i will post a few pictures of my self during practice in this grassy area in where i train at.

Best Wishes,

Kana <3

Here is Alexander!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the wait has been long awaited, and it seems that he finally makes an appearance. his mind is just like a normal human beings it's just that he has the mind of a serial killer. be careful he is very shady so if you comment on any of his posts i'm just warning you that it might get interesting.

this picture caught my interest because it looked like the land was traveling on the back of a turtle. it kinda reminds me how the plates of the earth move and create new places. but this picture also tells about how slow change progresses and how that someday change will happen but just not right away

HAHAHAHA!!!

DeAr, BlOg
It seems that i have come upon a new hunting ground besides my beloved streets of london. this blog will be my new hunting site where i will find people to kill. bwaahahahahaaahahhahaha. i am down right evil, but it seems like i can't do anything else but wait and see if someone will show up....... Now i Wait..................

Yours Truly,

Alexander

P.S i can't wait to see what you look like on the inside :)

Dear readers,
hey its me Samantha! it's been a while since i've been able to speak (glares at juan). it seems that Angel is fine she has adapted to her new home fairly well. back story is that my dad use to abuse her, so i took her and moved out. parents not so happy, but i didn't care i love Angel and want whats best for her. oh yeah and before you start thinking weird things Angel i my dog whom i love with all my heart and soul. she's like my child :). well living by myself is fun if you count that i have a job and that i've started my fall semester in college already. its tough making sure that Angel is taken care and given enough attention, but we're making it work. its great being just me and Angel, but theres this boy who lives down the hall named Brandan hmmmmm........ :). well we'll see what Juan has in store for us so i'll update as much as i can.

sincerely yours,

Samantha and Angel <3

Update..

Dear Blog,
Wow i never knew that i would be living on my own again after so long. its like just yesterday that me and Adrien left our home to start a life together. he became a were-cat just like me, but instead of being a were-panther, he decided to become a were-tiger like my father. he's been adapting really well and the clan has seemed to accept him, much to my liking. (thank god). now we can live together forever (hopefully). its been already a year wooo i know right, but we're happy together. his parents gave up their search for him after about a few months ago. though he misses them he still has decided to stay with me. i'm happy about that. well i guess this is goodbye now its seems i'm hungry and i don't mean for food.

P.S tell juan to continue writing about me hahaha you might like what you read hahaha

=^w^=

Love,

Zayley

Welcome! come one! come all! step into the world or blog of my own little voices. this blog is suppose to be blog entries from almost all of the characters i have created in my stories. who knows who might just write something or tell secrets or their stories. they also might talk about what ever is happening in a story. so people if you wish see and find out how my characters are doing then you might want to tune in and read about their mysterious lives. these characters are all different and have all kinds of backgrounds. and also BEWARE of Alexander he may use his british charm to kill you..... literally