Giovanna was a beautiful, very powerful but young thing..Most people said she had to much power for how young she is..her latests critics say She cant handle the all the powers she has,She will never be able to gain control of them but, she didnt listen to them hell she never listens to anyone somewhat of a free spirit one could say. The only person she would even think about listening to is her father, King Darius. He was the most powerful king, with that power and title came many friends, but more foes. Gio grew great.. a very loving home although she lost her mother just a year ago under questionable circumstances,she was naturally having some trouble dealing.
Gio is quite unqiue, she is a hybrid.. her father being a vampire but her a was a mortal who was a powerful witch so naturally Gio inherited from both sides.. making her powerful as she is now. She is also rather breath taking her long curly golden hair reaching down the middle of her back . Her skin is very fair and soft, her figure looks that of a hourglass a tiny waist,shapely curved hips and large,plump and, perky breasts. Her eyes deep but very bright lavender. She was very hard to resist for any mortal man.. and well any vampire as well.
King Darius is holding a party for Gio’s birthday. He has invited almost everyone of his allied kingdoms mortal and vampires. The mortals and vampires have a good relationship, considering Gio is half human.
The party starts at high noon and of course she is late as always..When she finally arrives the party and the huge ballroom seems to get quiet and look into her direction. She walks down the stairs in her beautiful flowing gown..Her fathers sister had picked it out for her, It was a deep crismon red with black leather corset, a slit straight up to her hip, little sleeves that slide off her shoulders. She walked straight up to her father hugging him..”thank you father” she says then walking towards the balcony...”I always get so bored with these things, all the same people doing all the same things, i need a challange” she says to herself. She leans over the balcony looking over the land noticing a shadow of a male figure between the trees..
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