Alice, fucking with priestess of the Seven – GoT
PROLOGUE –

It was a gift the first book, I got it on my birthday, everybody knows, I love that kind of story. I’m more than a nerd, a cosplay, it’s been a long time. I fell in love with stories like: fantastic realities, magic, parallel dimensions. Other worlds, lands… Other lives. I travel in that kind of story. I invent, I create narratives too, many based on these virtual worlds created by other authors. Using and abusing the characters they invent.

Anyway, I like the mixture of fiction with desire, this strange combination, as strange as I am. I feel out of this world, an outsider, but also I like tô feel advanced. 

At the time I was given the book I paid no attention, there were others who interested me, I ended up leaving it aside, I forgot. I was enchanted by Twilight, the first two books were great, I fell in love with the contrasts that Stephenie Meyer created… I dreamt of Cullen satiating in my bed, with those red eyes injected, scratching me and licking my neck on a moonless night. I moaned myself drowning in that madness, I felt like a vampire, a fuck with that hot bat.

But the passing of the pages was letting me down, the story has been losing momentum, the thing got worse with the movies, I realized that Stephenie wanted her characters tô be nicer than they really were. The gal weakened and left those savages as if they were trained kittens. That was giving me cravings for vomit, I got angry with Bella, more and more bored, and even more with that idiot Cullen, devils of a dracula with care, shame… A real asshole.

I was in love and crazy about that bat, and I was disgusted. Decided tô get even and write a naughty story with those two assholes. You may remember, it was – “The bad wolf até Bella”.

I’ve never written a z******a story, I really don’t like it, but I was sóangry with those two that I decided tô extrapolate just tô get revenge. Imagine, me writing that kind of story! Made Jacob’s panaca fuck Bella with him as a werewolf, at least in part of the story. All in front of that idiot Cullen tied naked tô a tree. I made the bat a cheated on boyfriend and Bella a beautiful tramp.

It wasn’t my best tale, but I was avenged.

To forget those suckers, I pulled that book off the shelf, it was even half dusty, and I was bored. I opened it without will, I thought it would only pass the eyes, it was a surprise… A certain amazement! It was an act of sorcery, at the end of the first page curiosity took over, I was reading enchanted, one page after the other, more and more fascinated  bewitched.

That mixture of knights, armors and ladies sprinkled with magic and many surprises in the unlikely twists and turns of Martin… That’s all I wanted, and I wasted my time with Meyer’s sucker characters. The end of the book was sóimpactful that I can’t tell if I was dazzled or terrified… I certainly was dominated. Held hostage tô all that enchantment that was the saga, a real saga. The Chronicles of Ice and Fire – Game of the Thrones.