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Current DarkRose Projects

13 Feb

Ballet Couple

 

Hello Everyone! First and foremost, I want to thank everyone who has “liked” my DarkRose Journal Magazine page,  and my blogs, “Thank you!”

As per usual, I have so much going on in my life. Literally, I never have a dull moment! I feel that it’s time to catch everyone up on current events directly related to the DRJ, as well as the “Vampire Community.” Here is a chronological list of my current endeavors.

1. The DarkRose Journal will be moving to her new home on the internet within the next 2 months. The DRJ was originally a hard copy zine, the first of its kind, back in the early to mid 1990’s. I will be turning her into an online zine. This FB page will only be used for promotion of the (I use the word “the” because I feel that the DRJ belongs to everyone. I created her to be a beacon of darklight for everyone seeking the true darkness.) magazine. Initially, it will be free to become a subscriber. I will have to start charging the minimum for a subscription or per issue, in order to cover the cost of publishing the magazine. Included in the subscription will be the other endeavors that are on this list, ;-).

2. I am making a professional film. It is an 18 and over only film. This film will contain (without giving away the actual contents) the truth of what a living vampire is. Enough talk, I’m going to show you, without special effects, trick photography, or any special camera tricks. It will be all real. It will be me in my purest and most erotic form. You WILL learn the  truth. Seeing is believing! Enough with this bullshit! I will, because I can, show you the truth!

A little side note: Any female interested in being in the film with me, or at the very least, finding out what their part will entail, please contact me. You can contact me here, or my private in-boxes (Isabella Ray or Julia Devoted Blood). If you know me personally, please call me.

3. I am writing (with Nicola Jones) the true history of the vampire underground which became the vampire community. I can write it, because I was actually there and help create it. I go back to the beginning, before the internet! I am not going to write a book colored with my personal opinions. I am simply going to write a history book, with style and dark flair, of course. It will be beyond interesting. This book along with my film, will be available, free of charge, to anyone with a subscription to The DarkRose Journal. I will not be making any money off of the book or the film. Any excess money will be put into an account and distributed to organizations for child/domestic abuse and animal rescue shelters.

4. Certainly not last, I am currently, with my husband, Devoted Blood, writing a book about us. It is about our, mine and my husbands, 19 year saga. Our story, I can assure you, is unlike any other love story. There is nothing mundane about it, at all! Our book will be filled with love beyond love, hot, dirty, dark carnal lust and sexual pleasures that I know have yet to ever be published. Our story will be/is now, very inspirational, especially when people find out the truth about us. People will be shocked, for sure. Many will be outraged and angered at our love and our life together. Many will be happy for us and find true inspiration in our story. Our book will be just like our life (of course), it will be a journey of remarkable spiritual and physical love. It will be a journey of courage and sacrifice unlike any other. Today, for us to be together is a harsh painful burden that we must carry in our hearts, every moment of every day. Very few people could do what we have to do, could endure what we have to…our story will change lives, touch hearts and souls. Our story will melt your heart. Our story will hopefully help people to see how much beauty really is in the world.

Okay folks, that’s it, for now.
Thank you.
Enjoy the dark pleasures.

~DarkRose

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Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood

6 Feb

Property of The DarkRose Journal, 2013
Copyright 2/6/13, By DarkRose

This one is dedicated to my husband, Devoted Blood, and our unholy union.
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Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood

Oh how he loves my lips
When they are wet with his sex
And red with wicked desires.

Amongst all the regal beauties of the bowers,
My love, aches for only me.
So sticky sweet I am
He sucks the coital honey
From my dewy bowl,
And intoxicatingly mad,
With wild, delirious dark bliss,
Within my unholy grail,
My perfect dark angel, yields, to me
His very soul,
And drinks in my bloody kiss.

I let down my silken tresses of blackest night over my milky white shoulders and open
my creamy thighs over my beloved…

Oh beastliness! the raptures
of this night!
What fierce convulsions of
fiendish delights!
In each other’s arms embraced,
We lay confounded, and dissolved.
Hot bodies mingling, garnet juices blending,
Darting fierce and flaming kisses,
Plunging into boundless hellfire bliss.
Our bodies, and our souls
Engulfed in a crimson blaze.

Enslaved in his wolfish charms,
I crush my true love in my velvet arms
And make him destroy me…utterly.

He fire’s my blood with untold desires,
His kisses, razor sharp,
Upon my lips and limb,
Sends our senses reeling and pulses
Swimming in the savage river of our sanguine abyss.

Oh darkest rhapsody,
Cherished absolution,
Sweetest-rapture past expressing!
We melt together in
Perfected serenity,
Breathing our soul into the other with each
Midnight kiss.

Then suddenly, with a brutal, passionate,
Enshriined caress,
We draw completely into one another,
Flesh of flesh,
Blood of blood,
One spirit.
Smoldering still with blasphemous hunger,
We sink into the shiny earth
Our blood-soaked bodies aflame,
With a spell-binding happiness
Of which we cannot name…
‘Twas pain, ‘Twas pleasure,
‘Twas infernally intense.

Swift rivulets of the dark fire have found
Their way and bound our hearts.
We know not night nor day, nor life, nor death, nor aught that foolish mortals know.
We only know that we love
Each other so…

We sleep no more
From dusk to fiery dawn,
Amongst roses dripping red
Upon some muddy hill,
We wake often, from unearthly dreams
Of ebon bliss,
To find our ruddy mouths all
Melted in a kiss…

~DarkRose

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