Goodbyes Last An Eternity - Goodbyes Last An Eternity -Goodbyes Last An Eternity 3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
By, Jassmine Nicole
Grade 10, 3/6/15
Final Edits Made, 5/18/15
Life is cruel, though I suppose it's life's job to be harsh and realistic. Like how summers exuberant life fades and withers, as harsh snow falls and kills gentle flowers. It's unfortunate and sad, but nothing can be done to sway the ways of the universe. This man before me was successful in life, but he let that slip like water through his fingers. He let his family become buried in the ruins of what he had done, what he hadn't done, and what he had promised to do; and he will resent himself for it.
Sitting in his truck, late in the night, you'd think he'd change his mind as most people do. He took one last look in the mirror and cursed his tired reflection, hating what he had let himself become; weak, pathetic, miserable and angry. The rifle sat in his lap, a venomous reassurance of a way to escape his troubles. He had planned this for months, and there was no point in prolonging it now. The
RS Mission 3: Alden's LetterDear Family,RS Mission 3: Alden's Letter2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
So I heard this was a good way to deal with stress. And oh boy, where do I start? Well I guess from the beginning. It was a fine, clear sky day. In fact, it was too good of a day. And as it turned out, I got summoned to help in an interrogation at a hospital. Well, to make matters worse, I was paired up with an old…acquaintance. I’m going to say it now. I am not a big fan of women, specifically this Samurott, her name being Beatrix. Anyways, so yeah, I was stuck with her. At that point, I didn’t think it could get much worse. That is until I found out what we were interrogating for and that the Lilligant we had to interrogate was a slut. By the way, the information we need to find out? It was about a stone. A stone! Oh yeah, I was having a great day! So I took up guard duty because I honestly didn’t think I could care less about what we were doing.
From there, I may or may not have dozed off. And in that possible nap, I might have left us open
Jennifer's Alcove, Part 2It would take some time, some vague, immeasurable amount of time, until I could not no longer believe this was simply a game, a cruel trick at my expense. My Mistress has sealed me inside this crypt, this dark, tiny space, until all hope has dissipated. Too much time has passed. I don't know if I will ever be see light again.Jennifer's Alcove, Part 27 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alone, in the narrow alcove, my thoughts are what I have to keep myself company. Thoughts, and the heavily amplified, clear-as-crystal sounds of my bondage. Sounds that no one would notice, if not in my unique, sensory-deprived position. I have come to know and adore the music I create with the tiny, subtle movement I am allowed. Moving my hips so very lightly creates a symphony of creaks as my cool, padded table readjusts to envelope a new centimeter of my flesh. Shifting my shoulders creates a different, higher- pitched set of crackling, my body's weight acting as an instrument.
With a sudden, unexpected movement- almost as if trying to outsmart my bondage with
School Sweetheart part 2 I followed Clara through the cavernous halls of her mansion, my eyes constantly flickering between the two most distracting aspects. The halls themselves were shockingly grand. A marble floor with a carpet so plush I could feel my shoes sink slightly with every step. The walls were decorated with polished and ornate fixtures, paintings, and delicate engravings. Every so often we would pass a door,but Clara kept moving on, not stopping. The ceiling stretched far above, making the sound of us breath, and even the rustling of our clothes, bounce loud echos back at us. If it weren't for the carpet, I was sure that our footsteps would have done the same. Oddly enough, despite the acoustics, I hadn't heard anyone else since we entered.School Sweetheart part 22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The second thing that split my attention was Clara herself. Without a crowd of people between us, her body was even more obviously large. Her back had multiple rolls the flowed down, forming love handles that I was sure
A+ Team - HuntAzhela - FemaleAzula - FemaleAsia - FemaleAeresella - FemaleAningan - MaleA+ Team - Hunt3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was an 'A' plus team in the eyes of the handlers who gathered them, for more then one reason of course. If it has not been noticed yet, each are good, healthy, talented hunters who could take down any prey they came across on the tundra. They had the experience, and the strength to make a good team. The second reason? Take a close look at their names, or just listen to them all, they all start with the letter 'A', plus there are five of them. It was a group of four females, and one male, poor Aningan, being the only male of the group, but he did not seem to mind much as he stood, with two females on either side of him. He was the one who took the lead, being a natural born leader, staying in the front of the team and prepared to command the group when necessary. Azula and Azhela were right behind him, the two top hunters of the team, sisters, both being the daughters of Tiberius and Amsonia. Being the childre
Narcissus - Day 141Barry couldn't help but gaze lustfully at his reflection. He just looked so god damned amazing in this suit. It was made of the softest of silk and was a intellectual shade of blue. Underneath he wore a shirt that was the most sensual shade of red, along with a striking black tie. He looked fantastic. The ladies would not be able to keep themselves off of him tonight.Narcissus - Day 1415 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He picked up his old clothes, which were just as magnificent but sadly had come to age out of fashion in the past few days, and walked out of the changing room, giving himself a cheeky look in the mirror before walking through the loose cloth curtain. He wandered through the shop and approached the front doors of the shop. One of the security guards looked at him and gave him a suspicious look. He expected it. He hadn't taken the tags off of the suit.
The security guard stopped him. “Excuse me, sir, can I see your receipt for those clothes?”
“No.” Barry responded and tried to continue out the door.
Still Your Sister You start your day with the hopeful optimism that could only come with either youth or ignorance, though some might say they’re the same thing. Your mind feels cloggy, filled with grime dripping off that spot in your brain that tells you something is wrong. You ignore it. At least until you’re halfway to school in your sisters car, a piece of toast hanging out of your mouth.Still Your Sister7 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It finally clicks as you stare wide eyed, mid epiphany at your snarky older sister. She takes her eyes off the road for a split second to contort the rest of her features into an exaggerated look of, “What the fuck?” So you avert your eyes and take small contemplating bites of your burnt bread. The rest of the ride is a roller coaster of emotions. You just try and focus in on the beat of the overly catchy music which you usually hate, but that grime in your head is starting to clog up your coping mechanisms. Instead, you try
J.C. the Hybrid An Angel's Origin Ch. 4J.C. the Hybrid's Origin Chapter 4J.C. the Hybrid An Angel's Origin Ch. 46 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rise of the Angels of Light
J.C. woke up in a white area. He looks to see that his clothes are white and silver.
J.C.: Where am I?
Suddenly, he looks to see a gate of pure gold up ahead.
J.C.: Is that... the Gates of Heaven?
(J.C. walks towards the gate)
J.C. stops and the gate slowly opened. J.C. walks inside. He looks to see a man in white.
(The man turns and looks at J.C.)
Man: Welcome, J.C. the Hybrid.
J.C.: How do you know who I am?
Man: I'm glad you asked.
The man pulls off his hood and revealed a brown beard and brown hair. That's when J.C. realized who he was.
J.C.: Jesus? Son of God and The Lord and Savior of the human race?
(Just to let you all know, I'm a Christian. Most of my thoughts were inspired from the Bible. How do you think I got the inspiration for J.C. the Hybrid's abilities, sword and even his super form?)
J.C.: I can't believe I'm standing here, meeting you face to face.
Jesus: It's nice to see you, too.
PKA: Sister Dearest (Part Three)YareltsPKA: Sister Dearest (Part Three)2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cobal Girls Dorms
I cried and cried as Rosalind cradled me in her arms. I hated this. I hated being babied by those two. But, I guess you should know more about them so you can understand my grief.
Let me go explain dragons first. Pokemon like Hydreigon and Charizard have children in clutches. It's super rare for pokemon like them to have only one child at a time. Celia was one of those rare ones.
Celia is the oldest child in my family as well as the oldest daughter. Standing at 6"7', She's basically the leader among imbeciles. At the age of 25, I'd think that she'd be more mature, but she acts like a 12-year-old all the time. It pissed me off. I act more mature than she does, and I'm 17! She currently owns one of my father's steampunk shops (known as Ryegaurde's Steampunk) since she majored in business.
As for Rosalind, she's the oldest out of the clutch of my brothers. By the way, my brothers are actually pretty cool. Ryegaur
Fate - IntroductionWhat would you do if you knew who your soul mate was?Fate - Introduction5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Before the year 1900 they would call soul mates a fantasy, but no more. In the year 2000 every child was born with a small timer built into their wrists. The scientists of the past were surprised and confused by the sudden change. The timers were much too advanced to be made by man, and there was no indication as to what they did. Back then, as it was the custom, they said that god had blessed men. For what however, they did not know.
The only problem with these timers was that they had no idea what they were for. They first hypothesized that it was a timer to their death. That hypothesis was soon proven wrong though when babies, despite having long timers, had difficult births and died. So they decided to wait and see what would happen when the timers reached zero.
What they found next was very surprising. Like all good scientific studies, they narrowed down their experiment so that they were studying one boy in particular. Accordi
Romantic Killer ~ Masky x reader Chapter 1A/N Hey guys! I'm bringing a new chapter, finally XD I know it's been a while since I last updated, but things came up. So I'll be trying to update more! ily for any support you guys give me!! And as Johnnie Guilbert says, "Stay happy not crappy, life's a bitch so don't quit!" <3Romantic Killer ~ Masky x reader Chapter 16 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You shot up quickly and gasped, looking around wildly.
"Who's there?!" You said to nobody in particular. After realizing what you said, you mentally face palmed.
"Whatever..." You mumbled and stood up stretching. Your alarm clock said 3:00 AM, earning a groan from you.
"Its too early...." You thought. That's when you realized the window was open. Your eyes widened and you stood frozen. That window was NOT open before. A creepy chuckle came from the corner and just as you were to turn around, something slammed you to the ground.
"Go to SLEEP!" The thing growled and you screamed, shoving it aside. You quickly ran out the door, running downstairs and out of the
El clan de la aranaEl clan de la arana8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
-¿El Clan de la Araña, dices?
-Por mal nombre el Clan de las Ubres, ja ja.
-Oh, sí. Ya me lo habían dicho. Y tengo curiosidad de ver si es cierto o no.
Pero no habían viajado tres días por la áspera tierra para eso. Tenían una razón más importante. En secreto los habían mandado, y sin llamar la atención habían tomado senderos abiertos entre las nopaleras y magueyales del País Bermejo.
En la Gran Ciudad del Este, entre sus muros rojos y rectos, se alza un palacio. Dentro de él hay una gran sala donde los Cinco gobernantes del país tienen sus tronos. Son estos simples asientos de carrizo cuya sencillez contrasta con la exuberancia de las paredes pintadas que lo rodean. Uno de ellos, sin embargo, está ahuecado de la base para resguardar en su interior una reliquia proveniente del pasado más remoto.
Cada cincuenta y dos años, aquella cosa preciada sale a la luz. Unos cuantos la contemplan, y en t
WRITE MY LIFE (Katalina)WRITE MY LIFE (Katalina)3 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Write mi life
-Hola soy Laura Katalina García M.
-Nací en el año 2003
-me gusta el color negro(no soy gótica)
-me encantan los helados
Tengo ojos color café oscuro(pero en la personaje Katalina serán azules)tengo pelo castaño oscuro, me encanta fastidiar a las personas etc...
¿Se preguntan quien es Fernando?
Es mi hermano de mi misma edad pero meses más ,pelo negro Crespo, ojos verdes...bla bla y bla
soy de Colombia,Bogota
mis padres se separaron cuando tenia 7 (nada importante)
Soy una de esas chicas que....esta a la moda con la música, si un famoso envía una canción (USA) de una la pongo a mi lista
me gusta la música estadounidense
me encanta Harry Potter
odio el rosado
salgo de control facilmente...tengo problemas de ira XD
odio la música colombiana XD
Mi mayor deseo es: ser una chica estadounidense y y hablar inglés (soy
A night of blood and lead:part 3, luck runs outApril 29, 1918A night of blood and lead:part 3, luck runs out8 hours ago in Historical More Like This
Riley stood at the edge of his trench with his modified German MG08/15 and wearing his armor, waiting for the American Captain's signal. Riley was suppose to lead the charge, followed by the American tanks and a small group of soldiers. It felt like forever had passed before he heard the signal, partly because his adrenaline was pumped up and the fact that his armor wasn't exactly light. His armor was built from the remains of German and British tanks that had been left in the mud in the middle of No-man's-land. The suit protected his legs, arms, most of his head, and the sides of his torso. The front had been left open to allow him to manouver with his machine gun and the only opening in the armor around his head was at where his eyes were; his hands were also exposed so he could operate the gun. He climbed out of the trench, got his gun ready, and started walking towards the German line. As he walked, he would burst fire his gun so h
The best things come from mistakesIt was a pleasant spring morning in the forest. Kaytlin, Felinnia, and Gareth were out enjoying the nice weather and each other’s company. Kaytlin was gathering berries, Gareth was rested against a tree, and Felinnia sat on Gareth’s knee, practising magic under her breath to a seed in her hand.The best things come from mistakes2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Felinnia wasn't doing anything particular, just spells she heard growing up in her village. Nothing she said seemed to work. Mostly because nothing she said was accurate. However, as she was about to give up, she said a string of words that seemed to do something. A twinge of power left her hands. At first it seemed inconsequential, but then the young fairy found herself falling, landing confused on the soft grass below. She looked around, and spotted Gareth looking just as confused as her. She then realized what happened and gasped in excitement.
“Felinnia? Why am…you…I’m the same size as you?!” Gareth exclaimed, looking as the grass came up to his ches
DustThe ceiling fan swirls, pushing cool air down and around the room. I sit almost underneath on my bed, looking up at the fan do its job, the same job it keeps at for years. If I had a clock, it would show 3:42 o’clock in the morning. Long past midnight and a long way still, before the sun rises. This is the time I lay in bed, looking up at that fan and wait.Dust3 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Above the ceiling fan, fairytales wait to fall the cold floor. When a fairytale falls she looks little more than a puff of dust floating down to be swept under the bed by a movement of the air being pushed down by the fan. Falling out and reaching far under the bed, she is just out of reach. My outstretched fingers barely brushing her. Reaching out only for her to drift farther away. She is pulled into a darkness where she vanishes.
If I truly want her, the fairytale that is just out of reach, if her desires to be written at a story is strong enough, then she returns from the darkness and is mine. Pulling her out from under an
A Stolen NightSexual relationships between the races is forbidden. If you are caught engaging in such an affair, you will be arrested, tried, turned human, and banished beyond the borders of Evernesta.A Stolen Night8 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Dash wasn’t sure if what he heard was a knock or not; the noise had been so faint. But knowing she was coming made him get up and crack the door. The girl that stood on the other side of the panel was pale and her scared face was illuminated by the light of her candle.
“Let me in,” she whispered.
Dash did a quick visual check of the hallway and ushered the girl into his bedroom.
She immediately slid down the wall.
“He caught me, Dash,” she whispered. “He knows.”
Dash knelt next to the shaking girl. “Who knows,
SECRET Agents- Episode 9Good Morning Rubicon City- February 13, Sometime in the MorningSECRET Agents- Episode 94 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A man with bright red hair was sipping coffee. Across from him, a woman with black hair that faded to blue near the tips was sipping hot chocolate. The two never broke eye contact. It was clear that they were meeting on friendly business terms.
“Lay, I’m glad you’re here, but I really don’t need a big send-off party.”
“That’s what you think. I just feel bad for you. It must be hard living with all that paranoia. You’re so much like a kid, it’s hilarious.”
“No, I’m not!”
“Gonna take a spray bottle, fill it up with water, use it as monster repell-”
Layla giggled. “I know you’re not a kid, Aiden, but I’m still going to miss you. I know we just met and all… no romantic feelings, okay?... but I really enjoy your company. I mean, I’m on a small team of my own. You know, Vince, Cher
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Momoko's Team Chapter 5"And three! Smiles go for miles!"Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Momoko's Team Chapter 57 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Alright, get to work!" Chatot said. "Ah, Team Go-Getters! I say, you have been quite impressive in your capture of Drowzee. I have a special assignment for you two."
"Special assignment?" Rook asked.
"Yes, there is a waterfall just outside of town that is rumored to have treasure hidden within it. Please do investigate it and try not to die on us!" Chatot said. "Go on, now! Get to it!"
Rook and Momoko got to the Waterfall. "Chatot has lost it," Momoko said. "We will die just trying to find this treasure!" She walked up to the waterfall and reached her paw in. "We will have to report back then. Come on, Momoko. Momoko?"
Another vision came to Momoko. This time, she saw Wigglytuff jump into the waterfall to find a cave. "Rook, call me crazy, but I think we have to jump into the Waterfall."
"You are not serious," he said.
"I am. Let's just try and jump in! 1. 2. 3!" They jumped in, hands clasped, landing inside of the cave. "See?" she said. "Rook! Look a
Magical WastlandStrange shapes swirled and danced just past the edge of Troys vision, who knew what vile and unholy creatures roamed the waste lands. For untold centuries before the fall of the golden age the wastes had served as a refuse for broken artifacts, items imbued with magical properties, crafted by the strange magi-science of artifice. It was for these broken and discarded artifacts that Troy braved the dangers and wonders of this misbegotten place. He was a scavenger.Magical Wastland2 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He made his living scouring the waste for items that retained some of their magical essence, and it was for this reason his trade was dangerous, and illegal. After the fall of the golden age, artificery was out lawed, as was the buying selling and traiding of artifacts, except in the holy city of alestria, capital of the realm home to the holy order of artificers. Where all artifacts were created, reforged, or reclaimed. Where they would then be catalogued and registered to their new owners, over time artifacts had become scar
Shame: Chapter 11 As soon as the elevator doors opened on her floor, Monica's mother was waiting to pounce. Flinging her arms around her daughter in a grandstand performance, she hugged her tight. Monica gasped for air, due to her mother's intense embrace. Elise stood in the doorway, scolding her future mother-in-law for running out the door like that, but stopped mid sentence and smiled. She then strode the distance to her entrapped lover, and helped pry her loose from the would be death grip of smother love.Shame: Chapter 113 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Its about time you came home Momo baby. We've been waiting hours!" Rolling her eyes like a panicked horse, Monica's mother laid the theatrical guilt trip on thick. Sighing, Monica put her hand to her shaking head, and replied,"Mom...we discussed the fact I had to work this morning and part of the afternoon. I was lucky in the fact they allowed me the afternoon off. They could've made me finish out the day, but because I so rarely ask for any extra considerations, I was g
-C- Settling DownEach claw seemed to clack against the frozen lava flows. Flamecaller had such a warm place, a warm heart, even. He felt happy, wandering outside of the Arcanist's realm. Of course, he walked through there from time to time, but other places deserved to be explored too.-C- Settling Down3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mast had long ago accepted the fact that he was an explorer. Finding new places, homes, and even the occasional new foods. He was the one to discover the Rainforest!
Rainsong had been such a beautiful place, but he had to leave it too. There were other places to be explored on this big planet.
He could hear other clacks of talons against the stones, a feeling of dread in his stomach. He'd once again crossed paths with a group of dragons. Seemed they were out and about again, perhaps searching for a new home. He wasn't too sure, of course, but he had to find out.
"Ahem," He spoke, raising a claw to his chest, "I see we meet again."
"Ah! Hello!" Annwyl greeted, "It does indeed seem we've met again! How ar
The Dragoness Perfume, Part 2 After another ten minute walk, we finally arrived at the other mall in town, this one being a lot bigger, but also my least favorite of the two. I didn't complain though, as long as Anna was happy I was happy.The Dragoness Perfume, Part 24 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You think we should get lunch?" She asked me.
"Sure, if you want to" I replied
"OK but can you buy? I don't have enough on me for food and what I need." She asked me.
"Sure, I think I have enough" I replied, thinking about having just enough to buy lunch for the two of us with enough remaining for a souveneer.
We walked over to the food court, and after a quick scan to find a place to sit, we walked over to a salad bar for lunch.
"Hello, welcome to salad works! May I take your order?"asked the person at the counter.
"I'll have a Caesar chicken salad" replied Anna as she turned to me and said,
"What do you want?"she asked.
"I was thinking about going to subway, I'm fine" I replied back.
"What would you like to drink miss?" Asked the woman at the counter.
"A large sp
another first encounterThe doors opened with a creaking sound as the young woman was pushed into the hall. Tumbling, she caught her balance at the brink of the stairs that led down into the hall, and slowly, her eyes got used to the dark that filled it. The only light shone through the thin, high windows on the wall, and a fire was lit in the fireplace on the wall ahead. But instead of a mass of people as she had expected, only one other man was with them by now.another first encounter4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Blonde closed the door behind them with a loud thud, the sound echoing through the stone walls and pillars. He walked past her with a smirk on his mouth and shuffled down the stairs slowly, causing the other man to turn around and come into the dim light. „A girl,“ he said with loud voice. „How many times have I told you to keep your allies out of my hall!“
„She is not my ally,“ the young man who had brought her to the hall exclaimed. „Though I wish she was…“ he turned his head an