Alleandrea's Immortal Soul

Book V  

   Alleandrea’s Night of Her Soul  

by R.M.Simone’

Alleandrea

She was a mixture of her ‘past’ and another time and the journey her soul took her on into the depths of the darkness and then returning her to the light.  Within her ‘blood’ was the secret and the fact she was an immortal too.  He awaited her return to incarnation but he did not expect how she had changed.  She was different and filled with the wonder of this gift.  To his surprise once they ‘met’ again he was going to find that she was both sides of the same Coin.  The music played on, “Breathe, he told himself as he walked up to her to dance once again with her. Around them where all the previous past life players and a cast within their own lives but it was Now in this time. As he held out his hand to her and she smiled looking up into his eyes she responded. His hand went to that familiar small of her back where his hand had always fit perfectly.  The dancers around them began to spin and twirl and the waltz was playing. The 'Sarabande' flooding their senses and his mind  engaged into the music.  A doorway into the other time opened and both this moment and the past merged. Customs of the Masquerade with beautiful Venetian Gold Swan masks on all of the dancers moved around them as he held this gift in his arms again.  On a lake of midnight blue water they danced but this time her being an immortal brought him into his fullness of his own Being.

In his Bed and in His Heart     

 https://soundcloud.com/azulmusic-1  SARABANDE

artist Csaba Markus http://www.csabamarkus.com/csabamarkus/Welcome.html

.    'Breathe, he told himself Just Breathe'
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February 2, 2012

Her family home was filled with Renaissance beauty and art of another time and world. 

He walked into the foyer of her home and was taken back to another time and her. 

He looked up the staircase and imagined how often she walked up and down this stairway. For him stairs were transitions from the past to his thoughts and always his signature was a spiral staircase. Now he stood at the foot of this one and his heart beating waiting for her to descend and not able to Breathe'.  How it all had changed and merged and yet it was not written yet and he was in his own story and dream and love again. 

Everything about this moment was etched into his mind and upon his Heart.  

He waited and smiled.  His Heart in his hand and with Love. 

Book V  

Winter Wine by Roshandra part of Book V Trilogy

Book V  

Winter Wine  

Sauvignon 

By R. Micael’ Simone’

November 27, 2012   All rights reserved and owned by Roshandra Mitchell Simon booksbyroshandra@gmail.com

Winter Wine had a string of males all falling at her Jimmy Choo feet...and not one minded how she used them.  After all, she dominated her prey and they liked her having 'control' and as a seductress no one matched her skills.  She left her men tired  and begging for more and she would coolly walk out of the hotel suite and not even look back.  The air would be sucked out of the room and leave with her.  Tempting and seductive and beyond what most men could handle, no one was as cool as she was or as emotionally detached.  Men loved her for that and she did live up to her reputation.  The art of the seductress is something every mortal man fantasized on but an immortal male too was no match for her skills.  She never disappointed and never loved any of them. Winter Wine...winter is coming and the Sauvignon grapes were ready for harvest...she is planning a winter party and masks were included and so was a blindfold...'hmmmm, are you attending she asked?'...in her personal hand written letter with her Black Red Wax...Seal upon it.'   

Please bring a friend for Menage a Trios'. 

Sauvignon 

Winter Wine  
Part of the TRILOGY of Book V by R. Micael' Simone 

November 27, 2012   All rights reserved and owned by Roshandra Mitchell Simon

 Part II Winter Wine Novella * Music Man

Winter Wine could not get the music out of her mind.
She did not even like those romantic classical songs in fact she was not a romantic type and yet...suddenly she was hearing this music in her head all the time. She looked at herself in the window reflection of the couture saloon and sighed.  Her abdomen was showing her baby bump and she could no longer hide this fact.  She was with child, in fact twins.  Her moods where all over the place and she was feeling love and mothering thoughts.  All the romantic ideas of getting married too...ugh she thought to herself.  "How could this be happening?'  She left her shopping spree feeling and headed to the Bugatti he left her drive from that  night.  How could she be with child and feeling as she was?  She slide into the sports car and adjusted the steering wheel to give her tummy room...ugh...slipped on
her sunglasses and was feeling a good cry come on... 

WINTER WINE by R.M.Simone'...
all rights reserved and owned by Roshandra M Simon and part of BOOK V Series.

Ariane' by Roshandra part of BOOK V Trilogy

Book V  I 

Ariane’

By R. Micael’ Simone

All rights reserved and original work owned by Roshandra Mitchell Simon August 11, 2­­012 booksbyroshandra@gmail.com

Mirror Mirror on the Wall...  

Her spirit guides spoke to her through the heirloom of the family mirror.  Magic was in her and as an Immortal of the good kind, Ariane’ kept her Blue Blood cousin well informed.  Her nemesis was Winter Wine and her dark friend Black Lace. Parties and soirees’ in Paris and the fashion was the window dressing for the show…all showing their best style.

Now ladies ‘be nice.’

Paris, will never be the same...

Book V  by Roshandra

 Ariane 

Winter Winter 

Ariane' is the second book of the Book V ~ Trilogy by R. Micael' Simone'

  

Alleandrea's Night, by R.M.Simone'

Alleandrea’s Night  by R.M.Simone’

Inside the Italian home...History and the Past written into the Now Time.  

Living in Art and Architecture of Romance and Her Love coming to her life in this Time.  

A convergence of destiny and fate.

 Roshandra warmly writing on <3 <3

 of Her Beloved’s Soul

by Roshandra Michael’ Simone’

May 7, 2010 all rights reserved and owned by original owner R.M.Simon ~ Roshandra M Simon

Hail Mary Full of Grace...

Daily the light of the Magdalene Chapel  was were she heading. Her thoughts of this love and the longing and missing him. Each day found her there with rosary in hand and the long taper to light the Vigil Novena candle.

Mary Magdalene was her ‘patron Saint’ .

Dreams of his face came to her more often now and her heart felt Love in  some way would mend.  The fracture her soul carried was a gaping hole hidden inside and in humbleness. She always felt she had lost something most would never find and she lost a precious Love. She was lovely and her family would remind her to ‘go meet friends or visit cousins in nearby towns in Italy. She preferred to pray.

Her beauty and kindness all felt and saw.

But her Spirit of the Divine of Grace is what everyone sensed about her. She walked alone and daily to the Chapel and to share her Heart with the Magdalene.

Her Dreams where Waking her up.

Not in the normal way but in waking her up to this Love Lost…she held Hope.

He would come and somehow mend her and this darkness inside.

The Magdalene would guide her…she bowed her head and said ‘Gratsi…

Love finds it’s own…love finds Love..She trusted in that and the Magdalene 

Hail Mary Full of Grace, the Lord is with Thee… 

Of My Story by R.M.Simone'

Of My Story by R.M.Simone' 
May 8, 2009 all rights reserved and owned by Roshandra Mitchell Simone' ' 

Traveling to Granada Spain opened the 'portal' of change for her life and her journey. She was happily married and with a young daughter and taking a holiday, but someone in the shadows was watching her. Granada is where she found her past and the chess set she was considered buying and negotiating for fell to the store shop floor. There upon the floor was a sign of her Life changing and the past of immortals and courtly times to enter her world and a dimensional dream state change. Suddenly all the 'air went out of the shop and her lungs and she could not breathe'. Her marriage would change on the trip home and her Life moved through a new door to the past and to Louisiana. Hours she spent later walking in MIJAS above the Spanish Riviera only affirmed to her a sense of Her life changing. Leaving Lladro factory she knew a new wedding cake bride and groom was part of her life change in returning home to San Francisco with a Dream she could not shake. Her Soulmate and Twin was coming into her life and through the stories she wrote in her Books, it all became alive Journey for her as well. Breathe and write and allowing it all to FLOW. Life was a Dream now and Real.

BOOK 1 ... Of My Story by R.M.Simone' 

Of My Journey by R.M.Simone

Of My Journey 

by R.M.Simone'

Book 2  Chapter 2 
Alexandria

Artist Csaba Markus http://www.csabamarkus.com/csabamarkus/Welcome.html

He met me in Book 2, Chapter 2 Of My Journey by R.M.Simone'.

He sought me in New Orleans and there he came to introduce himself to me and take me into a world of the Past Lives where I ‘knew him’.  As we walked to the tea house and he opened the dor for me to enter, a chill ran up my spine and I became aware of this gentleman of another time and a deeper connection we had. I was entering the dream feeling of the day time and rememberings of a long ago.  I breathed deeply and listened quietly as he was going to share with me our connection and how we were meeting in this dimension of Louisiana now. Everything about him was eloquent and not of this world. Somehow I felt close to kinship to him and history I was to discover and merge into. “ the Remembering of the times past and with “”V”” France and this NOW TIME…my LIFE was Unfolding in ways I could not even write about or imagine…rather it was really happening.

Roshandra warmly writing on   

my 'character Alexandria is based on my past life memories flooding into this life' 

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Le Club by Roshandra

Le Club  by Roshandra

Prologue

 The Night is filled with Magic and Her Pulse. Water, harbor, evening city lights, sounds, darkness, and the romance of that which is to come. Danger, intrigue, sexual rhythms and the Twilight time is in Motion. The Pulse of New York City pulls you into the underground of the hidden world there. The World of  the planet functions in a myriad of layers and catacombs to a way of living in this City. Music and Love, Sophisticated and Primal, Black and White Unfolds in the Paradox of it all as it embraces you.  It is the Night and the City which has you in Her Hands. What choice to make is not the Way in but rather Let go and Enter.  Subterranean poets and Jazz and the Night Takes you Into HER Bosom. The Night Has you and so Does the City..Surrender…Let go and the Door of your Soul Opens….

Le Club

Le Club 

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