Alexander

A Role Play Blog for Alexander, an OC role play blog. Verses include Harry Potter and Romanov Empire Fiction.

[alexander-romanov-2]

@scarredbookworm

He hadn’t meant to find her.

It started with a name—Tammy—buried in a report. A loose thread from when he was eighteen. He pulled it anyway.

Then he saw the photo.

A small girl. Thin. Quiet. Watching the room like she already knew how to survive it.

Blue eyes.

His.

“Run it again.”

They did.

99.8%.

Alexander Nicholas Romanov II didn’t react. Not visibly. He just closed the file, already knowing what came next.

His daughter.

—

He moved fast after that.

Background checks. Medical records. School reports. Surveillance.

Each piece made it worse.

Bruises explained away. Absences ignored. A pattern no one stopped.

Alexander didn’t raise his voice. Didn’t lash out.

He built a case.

And when it was enough—

“Prepare the petition.”

[scarredbookworm]

"What the fuck is this?" Tammy demanded as she was served the papers.

"You're being sued for custody of your daughter," the deputy said. "Have a nice day."

Tammy slammed the door shut in his face, fuming, and ripped the envelope open.

Alexander Romanov.

The name seemed vaguely familiar, but as she read through the papers, her fury grew. She stormed to her daughter's room, yanking the door open.

"What the fuck did you do?" she asked her cowering daughter.

[alexander-romanov-2]

“Sir, she’s been served. We have a private investigator watching her for her reaction related to her highness,” His advisor told him.

Alex nodded. “Good. Call authorities if she is witnessed placing hands on my daughter. A paper trail will help build our case. How long before trial?”

“About three weeks sir. We pushed it as fast as we could.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

@scarredbookworm

He hadn’t meant to find her.

It started with a name—Tammy—buried in a report. A loose thread from when he was eighteen. He pulled it anyway.

Then he saw the photo.

A small girl. Thin. Quiet. Watching the room like she already knew how to survive it.

Blue eyes.

His.

“Run it again.”

They did.

99.8%.

Alexander Nicholas Romanov II didn’t react. Not visibly. He just closed the file, already knowing what came next.

His daughter.

—

He moved fast after that.

Background checks. Medical records. School reports. Surveillance.

Each piece made it worse.

Bruises explained away. Absences ignored. A pattern no one stopped.

Alexander didn’t raise his voice. Didn’t lash out.

He built a case.

And when it was enough—

“Prepare the petition.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

The House

@fan-maddson

Erik pulled up to the very old mansion, noticing Sassa next to him make a face at it. He offered her a hopeful smile.

“I know it needs work…but it’s truly a beautiful property. And once it’s restored? We can sell it or use it,” he told her.

He glanced at the backseat, seeing his daughter there. He was worried for her…she was always avoiding time with people and spending her time sewing or reading. Hopefully a new home will open her up to making new friends.

“Let’s get inside. It looks like rain.”

Sassa sighed. “There better be usable furniture inside. Our things won’t arrive until tomorrow.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

Sassa shook her head in exasperation. “People lie and payoff others! What if there’s something we just don’t like!”

She stalked up to the door, not too happy with this even more now.

[fan-maddson]

“You’ll love it,” Erik promised, opening the door. “Just give it a chance.”

“She hates everything,” Fan muttered under her breath as she entered the home.

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alexander watched them enter from the shadows, not that they would be able to see him. It was a small family and the daughter seemed to be near his age—or the age he was when he became trapped.

She was pretty. Exotic even. But he didn’t move closer. Something told him she may be able to sense him.

[fan-maddson]

As she entered the home, Fan was instantly taken in. It was perfection, at least to her. There were old photos and paintings still hung but covered with sheets, just as the furniture was. It felt as though it was a living, breathing being.

“At least there’s furniture,” her mother hissed, interrupting her thoughts.

[alexander-romanov-2]

“Sassa,” Erik sighed as he shook his head. “Come see the master bedroom. I made sure it would be clean and ready for us. Along with the other main bedrooms.”

He turned to Fan. “Let me know which one you choose.”

Alex shifted back further into the shadow as Erik and his wife walked past. He didn’t follow them, instead choosing to follow the girl.

[fan-maddson]

Fan took her time, wandering the house, taking it all in. As she did she carefully removed sheets from the larger paintings, in awe of them. Eventually she found her way upstairs, settling on a large room far away from her parents.

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex couldn’t help but find her beautiful. A shame he was…cursed. He also saw that she seemed to hold respect for his home and the memories that still sat within its walls. He just hoped that one day she may realize he’s there somehow.

[alexander-romanov-2]

The House

@fan-maddson

Erik pulled up to the very old mansion, noticing Sassa next to him make a face at it. He offered her a hopeful smile.

“I know it needs work…but it’s truly a beautiful property. And once it’s restored? We can sell it or use it,” he told her.

He glanced at the backseat, seeing his daughter there. He was worried for her…she was always avoiding time with people and spending her time sewing or reading. Hopefully a new home will open her up to making new friends.

“Let’s get inside. It looks like rain.”

Sassa sighed. “There better be usable furniture inside. Our things won’t arrive until tomorrow.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

Sassa shook her head in exasperation. “People lie and payoff others! What if there’s something we just don’t like!”

She stalked up to the door, not too happy with this even more now.

[fan-maddson]

“You’ll love it,” Erik promised, opening the door. “Just give it a chance.”

“She hates everything,” Fan muttered under her breath as she entered the home.

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alexander watched them enter from the shadows, not that they would be able to see him. It was a small family and the daughter seemed to be near his age—or the age he was when he became trapped.

She was pretty. Exotic even. But he didn’t move closer. Something told him she may be able to sense him.

[fan-maddson]

As she entered the home, Fan was instantly taken in. It was perfection, at least to her. There were old photos and paintings still hung but covered with sheets, just as the furniture was. It felt as though it was a living, breathing being.

“At least there’s furniture,” her mother hissed, interrupting her thoughts.

[alexander-romanov-2]

“Sassa,” Erik sighed as he shook his head. “Come see the master bedroom. I made sure it would be clean and ready for us. Along with the other main bedrooms.”

He turned to Fan. “Let me know which one you choose.”

Alex shifted back further into the shadow as Erik and his wife walked past. He didn’t follow them, instead choosing to follow the girl.

[alexander-romanov-2]

The House

@fan-maddson

Erik pulled up to the very old mansion, noticing Sassa next to him make a face at it. He offered her a hopeful smile.

“I know it needs work…but it’s truly a beautiful property. And once it’s restored? We can sell it or use it,” he told her.

He glanced at the backseat, seeing his daughter there. He was worried for her…she was always avoiding time with people and spending her time sewing or reading. Hopefully a new home will open her up to making new friends.

“Let’s get inside. It looks like rain.”

Sassa sighed. “There better be usable furniture inside. Our things won’t arrive until tomorrow.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

Sassa shook her head in exasperation. “People lie and payoff others! What if there’s something we just don’t like!”

She stalked up to the door, not too happy with this even more now.

[fan-maddson]

“You’ll love it,” Erik promised, opening the door. “Just give it a chance.”

“She hates everything,” Fan muttered under her breath as she entered the home.

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alexander watched them enter from the shadows, not that they would be able to see him. It was a small family and the daughter seemed to be near his age—or the age he was when he became trapped.

She was pretty. Exotic even. But he didn’t move closer. Something told him she may be able to sense him.

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex sighed as he stared out the window of his home. It had been his home for many years…curses are funny like that. But he was tired of being trapped unable to actually leave permanently. He was tired of being lonely aside from the trapped souls here. Ghosts were horrible company usually.

So he made a choice and placed an ad in the paper, trying to sell the place. Maybe if he transferred the deed he could free himself?

@scarredbookworm

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex nodded. “I honestly think you’ll love the other room more. It has a secret nook…and a small library. Mostly personal books I think. Like diaries.”

[scarredbookworm]

"Oh, that sounds lovely. Very much up my alley," she said, following him from the room. When she saw the next room, she couldn't help the smile on her face.

"You're right, I do like this one more."

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex smiled at her happy smile. “I thought you would after I saw your eyes light up while seeing the library. I will stay long enough to help you get settled and then I will finally be on my way elsewhere.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

The House

@fan-maddson

Erik pulled up to the very old mansion, noticing Sassa next to him make a face at it. He offered her a hopeful smile.

“I know it needs work…but it’s truly a beautiful property. And once it’s restored? We can sell it or use it,” he told her.

He glanced at the backseat, seeing his daughter there. He was worried for her…she was always avoiding time with people and spending her time sewing or reading. Hopefully a new home will open her up to making new friends.

“Let’s get inside. It looks like rain.”

Sassa sighed. “There better be usable furniture inside. Our things won’t arrive until tomorrow.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

Sassa shook her head in exasperation. “People lie and payoff others! What if there’s something we just don’t like!”

She stalked up to the door, not too happy with this even more now.

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex sighed as he stared out the window of his home. It had been his home for many years…curses are funny like that. But he was tired of being trapped unable to actually leave permanently. He was tired of being lonely aside from the trapped souls here. Ghosts were horrible company usually.

So he made a choice and placed an ad in the paper, trying to sell the place. Maybe if he transferred the deed he could free himself?

@scarredbookworm

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex nodded. “I honestly think you’ll love the other room more. It has a secret nook…and a small library. Mostly personal books I think. Like diaries.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

The House

@fan-maddson

Erik pulled up to the very old mansion, noticing Sassa next to him make a face at it. He offered her a hopeful smile.

“I know it needs work…but it’s truly a beautiful property. And once it’s restored? We can sell it or use it,” he told her.

He glanced at the backseat, seeing his daughter there. He was worried for her…she was always avoiding time with people and spending her time sewing or reading. Hopefully a new home will open her up to making new friends.

“Let’s get inside. It looks like rain.”

Sassa sighed. “There better be usable furniture inside. Our things won’t arrive until tomorrow.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

“I think so…I only got a virtual tour and even that was limited,” Erik admitted.

Sassa gave him a sharp look. “You bought a house without looking at it?!”

[alexander-romanov-2]

The House

@fan-maddson

Erik pulled up to the very old mansion, noticing Sassa next to him make a face at it. He offered her a hopeful smile.

“I know it needs work…but it’s truly a beautiful property. And once it’s restored? We can sell it or use it,” he told her.

He glanced at the backseat, seeing his daughter there. He was worried for her…she was always avoiding time with people and spending her time sewing or reading. Hopefully a new home will open her up to making new friends.

“Let’s get inside. It looks like rain.”

Sassa sighed. “There better be usable furniture inside. Our things won’t arrive until tomorrow.”

[fan-maddson]

Fannie looked up at the house as they pulled up, closing her book. The home looked interesting enough, but once again, it was somewhat isolated. Nonetheless, it would be their home, at least until her mother got bored.

“I’m sure there’s something in there,” Fannie shrugged. “If not, isn’t there a hotel or something nearby?”

[alexander-romanov-2]

“Not too much nearby…accept the local town,” Erik told her. “But I imagine once we get used to the area we’ll find other places available to shop at.”

He opened the door and stepped out. He looked around.

“It has a lot of rooms…so you’re welcome to choose your room,” Erik told Fan. “Feel free to explore too.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

@fan-maddson

[alexander-romanov-2]

The House

@fan-maddson

Erik pulled up to the very old mansion, noticing Sassa next to him make a face at it. He offered her a hopeful smile.

“I know it needs work…but it’s truly a beautiful property. And once it’s restored? We can sell it or use it,” he told her.

He glanced at the backseat, seeing his daughter there. He was worried for her…she was always avoiding time with people and spending her time sewing or reading. Hopefully a new home will open her up to making new friends.

“Let’s get inside. It looks like rain.”

Sassa sighed. “There better be usable furniture inside. Our things won’t arrive until tomorrow.”

[fan-maddson]

Fannie looked up at the house as they pulled up, closing her book. The home looked interesting enough, but once again, it was somewhat isolated. Nonetheless, it would be their home, at least until her mother got bored.

“I’m sure there’s something in there,” Fannie shrugged. “If not, isn’t there a hotel or something nearby?”

[alexander-romanov-2]

“Not too much nearby…accept the local town,” Erik told her. “But I imagine once we get used to the area we’ll find other places available to shop at.”

He opened the door and stepped out. He looked around.

“It has a lot of rooms…so you’re welcome to choose your room,” Erik told Fan. “Feel free to explore too.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

The House

@fan-maddson

Erik pulled up to the very old mansion, noticing Sassa next to him make a face at it. He offered her a hopeful smile.

“I know it needs work…but it’s truly a beautiful property. And once it’s restored? We can sell it or use it,” he told her.

He glanced at the backseat, seeing his daughter there. He was worried for her…she was always avoiding time with people and spending her time sewing or reading. Hopefully a new home will open her up to making new friends.

“Let’s get inside. It looks like rain.”

Sassa sighed. “There better be usable furniture inside. Our things won’t arrive until tomorrow.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex sighed as he stared out the window of his home. It had been his home for many years…curses are funny like that. But he was tired of being trapped unable to actually leave permanently. He was tired of being lonely aside from the trapped souls here. Ghosts were horrible company usually.

So he made a choice and placed an ad in the paper, trying to sell the place. Maybe if he transferred the deed he could free himself?

@scarredbookworm

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex nodded. “Sounds good. We’ll end upstairs so I can show you the safe rooms so to speak. Not all the rooms have a haunt.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex sighed as he stared out the window of his home. It had been his home for many years…curses are funny like that. But he was tired of being trapped unable to actually leave permanently. He was tired of being lonely aside from the trapped souls here. Ghosts were horrible company usually.

So he made a choice and placed an ad in the paper, trying to sell the place. Maybe if he transferred the deed he could free himself?

@scarredbookworm

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex smiled sadly. “A very long time. I’m hoping if you accept, I can finally leave this place permanently. It’s really just something I’m going to try.”

He really had no other options.

[scarredbookworm]

Kate bit her lip, unsure. A very long time sounded a lot like forever.

"You're awfully young looking to have been here that long. The house doesn't turn people into vampires, does it? And I can leave the house and come back, like for work?"

[alexander-romanov-2]

“I’m human I promise you. And yes you can leave for a time but you’ll be compelled to come back. I think the longest I stayed away was three days.”

[scarredbookworm]

"That's not much of a vacation." Kate wrinkled her nose. Not that she really went anywhere anyway, and the house had beautiful grounds...

And the interior seemed to pull her in. Enchanting, almost.

[alexander-romanov-2]

“It depends on your inner strength I think,” he mused. “At the time I was much younger and going a bit stir crazy. I haven’t tried in many years. It may be better now.”

[scarredbookworm]

"I'm Kate," she said after a moment of silent consideration. This seemed like quite the adventure, even if she only stayed in one place. Maybe this adventure was just what she needed.

Maybe the house would work with her, as long as she was understanding of its needs too.

She stepped inside.

[alexander-romanov-2]

“I’m Alex,” he offered as he watched her step inside. He released a breath, wondering if it was done or if they really needed to sign over the deed? How would he know? He turned from her.

“I’ll give you a tour and we can end in the study where I’ll sign the house over into your name.”

[scarredbookworm]

"Nice to meet you. And nice to meet you too, house. You're absolutely lovely." She turned back to Alex. "That sounds fine. Does the house have a name? I didn't see any signs."

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex’s lips twitched. “It is but a house with a spell. But we call it Briarwood. You’ll meet the…guests once the sun sets. They sleep during the day. Just avoid the basement. There’s a nasty one down there that I haven’t been able to get rid of.”

[scarredbookworm]

"Still, it doesn't hurt to show it some respect. Just as I'll respect anyone else lingering around."

She hoped the nasty one down in the basement could be won over, just like she hoped she could make the house like her. Make it trust that she'd come back without its influence.

[alexander-romanov-2]

“There’s no respecting that thing,” Alex warned her. “It’s not even human. At least not anymore. The other spirits avoid the basement as well.”

[scarredbookworm]

"I'm guessing an exorcism is out of the question, since we don't want the other spirits gone. Is it tied to the spell on the house?"

[alexander-romanov-2]

“I don’t know. I will be honest I don’t know much about the house itself outside of the ghosts that are here,” Alex told her. “They’re quite talkative.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex sighed as he stared out the window of his home. It had been his home for many years…curses are funny like that. But he was tired of being trapped unable to actually leave permanently. He was tired of being lonely aside from the trapped souls here. Ghosts were horrible company usually.

So he made a choice and placed an ad in the paper, trying to sell the place. Maybe if he transferred the deed he could free himself?

@scarredbookworm

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex smiled sadly. “A very long time. I’m hoping if you accept, I can finally leave this place permanently. It’s really just something I’m going to try.”

He really had no other options.

[scarredbookworm]

Kate bit her lip, unsure. A very long time sounded a lot like forever.

"You're awfully young looking to have been here that long. The house doesn't turn people into vampires, does it? And I can leave the house and come back, like for work?"

[alexander-romanov-2]

“I’m human I promise you. And yes you can leave for a time but you’ll be compelled to come back. I think the longest I stayed away was three days.”

[scarredbookworm]

"That's not much of a vacation." Kate wrinkled her nose. Not that she really went anywhere anyway, and the house had beautiful grounds...

And the interior seemed to pull her in. Enchanting, almost.

[alexander-romanov-2]

“It depends on your inner strength I think,” he mused. “At the time I was much younger and going a bit stir crazy. I haven’t tried in many years. It may be better now.”

[scarredbookworm]

"I'm Kate," she said after a moment of silent consideration. This seemed like quite the adventure, even if she only stayed in one place. Maybe this adventure was just what she needed.

Maybe the house would work with her, as long as she was understanding of its needs too.

She stepped inside.

[alexander-romanov-2]

“I’m Alex,” he offered as he watched her step inside. He released a breath, wondering if it was done or if they really needed to sign over the deed? How would he know? He turned from her.

“I’ll give you a tour and we can end in the study where I’ll sign the house over into your name.”

[scarredbookworm]

"Nice to meet you. And nice to meet you too, house. You're absolutely lovely." She turned back to Alex. "That sounds fine. Does the house have a name? I didn't see any signs."

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex’s lips twitched. “It is but a house with a spell. But we call it Briarwood. You’ll meet the…guests once the sun sets. They sleep during the day. Just avoid the basement. There’s a nasty one down there that I haven’t been able to get rid of.”

[scarredbookworm]

"Still, it doesn't hurt to show it some respect. Just as I'll respect anyone else lingering around."

She hoped the nasty one down in the basement could be won over, just like she hoped she could make the house like her. Make it trust that she'd come back without its influence.

[alexander-romanov-2]

“There’s no respecting that thing,” Alex warned her. “It’s not even human. At least not anymore. The other spirits avoid the basement as well.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex sighed as he stared out the window of his home. It had been his home for many years…curses are funny like that. But he was tired of being trapped unable to actually leave permanently. He was tired of being lonely aside from the trapped souls here. Ghosts were horrible company usually.

So he made a choice and placed an ad in the paper, trying to sell the place. Maybe if he transferred the deed he could free himself?

@scarredbookworm

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex smiled sadly. “A very long time. I’m hoping if you accept, I can finally leave this place permanently. It’s really just something I’m going to try.”

He really had no other options.

[scarredbookworm]

Kate bit her lip, unsure. A very long time sounded a lot like forever.

"You're awfully young looking to have been here that long. The house doesn't turn people into vampires, does it? And I can leave the house and come back, like for work?"

[alexander-romanov-2]

“I’m human I promise you. And yes you can leave for a time but you’ll be compelled to come back. I think the longest I stayed away was three days.”

[scarredbookworm]

"That's not much of a vacation." Kate wrinkled her nose. Not that she really went anywhere anyway, and the house had beautiful grounds...

And the interior seemed to pull her in. Enchanting, almost.

[alexander-romanov-2]

“It depends on your inner strength I think,” he mused. “At the time I was much younger and going a bit stir crazy. I haven’t tried in many years. It may be better now.”

[scarredbookworm]

"I'm Kate," she said after a moment of silent consideration. This seemed like quite the adventure, even if she only stayed in one place. Maybe this adventure was just what she needed.

Maybe the house would work with her, as long as she was understanding of its needs too.

She stepped inside.

[alexander-romanov-2]

“I’m Alex,” he offered as he watched her step inside. He released a breath, wondering if it was done or if they really needed to sign over the deed? How would he know? He turned from her.

“I’ll give you a tour and we can end in the study where I’ll sign the house over into your name.”

[scarredbookworm]

"Nice to meet you. And nice to meet you too, house. You're absolutely lovely." She turned back to Alex. "That sounds fine. Does the house have a name? I didn't see any signs."

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex’s lips twitched. “It is but a house with a spell. But we call it Briarwood. You’ll meet the…guests once the sun sets. They sleep during the day. Just avoid the basement. There’s a nasty one down there that I haven’t been able to get rid of.”

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex sighed as he stared out the window of his home. It had been his home for many years…curses are funny like that. But he was tired of being trapped unable to actually leave permanently. He was tired of being lonely aside from the trapped souls here. Ghosts were horrible company usually.

So he made a choice and placed an ad in the paper, trying to sell the place. Maybe if he transferred the deed he could free himself?

@scarredbookworm

[alexander-romanov-2]

Alex smiled sadly. “A very long time. I’m hoping if you accept, I can finally leave this place permanently. It’s really just something I’m going to try.”

He really had no other options.

[scarredbookworm]

Kate bit her lip, unsure. A very long time sounded a lot like forever.

"You're awfully young looking to have been here that long. The house doesn't turn people into vampires, does it? And I can leave the house and come back, like for work?"

[alexander-romanov-2]

“I’m human I promise you. And yes you can leave for a time but you’ll be compelled to come back. I think the longest I stayed away was three days.”

[scarredbookworm]

"That's not much of a vacation." Kate wrinkled her nose. Not that she really went anywhere anyway, and the house had beautiful grounds...

And the interior seemed to pull her in. Enchanting, almost.

[alexander-romanov-2]

“It depends on your inner strength I think,” he mused. “At the time I was much younger and going a bit stir crazy. I haven’t tried in many years. It may be better now.”

[scarredbookworm]

"I'm Kate," she said after a moment of silent consideration. This seemed like quite the adventure, even if she only stayed in one place. Maybe this adventure was just what she needed.

Maybe the house would work with her, as long as she was understanding of its needs too.

She stepped inside.

[alexander-romanov-2]

“I’m Alex,” he offered as he watched her step inside. He released a breath, wondering if it was done or if they really needed to sign over the deed? How would he know? He turned from her.

“I’ll give you a tour and we can end in the study where I’ll sign the house over into your name.”