The Maiden in the Castle By The Sea and Mountain
(Note: this is written purely to break every rule in fiction writing, so how fun finding all the mistakes!)
Breaking All The Rules of Fiction
Paxxy Whiskerson woke with a start from the blinding warm sunlight streaming through her third-floor around-the-corner-of-the-castle bedroom window. Her trustful gun was placed besides her on the egyptian cotton silken sheets.
She PANICKED, bending an elbow to pull an arm up to her face and covered her face with her hand…… but nothing happened! Her very fragile, emerald skin did not catch fire as her father, the chief vampire of Vampyria the grandest vampire kingdom since 1677, had warned her. It had been her destiny to burns under the sunlight since the day she war born! This prophecy had been delivered by a witch in the house in the dark forest in 1344.
Flopping back onto her plush silken plumb sweat-soaked cushions with a strained groan, Paxxy’s mouth stretch out at both corners to reveal her sharp pointed protruding fangs. Ynge had cured her of her vampireness as he promised. That was how powerful he was in bed with his agile, muscled, chiselled body so lean and musclely at the same time that Paxxy could scarcely delicately believe he was…
