goddess divineShe smelled like the ocean.goddess divine11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I found her naked, flecks of sand covering her skin like a heavy blanket. Her hair was twisted up in a haphazard braid, tangled strands hanging in chunks from her face. She was not beautiful. Actually, she was beautiful in a sort of tragic way.
It didn’t seem as if she sat by the rocks. It was as if she had decided to stay and the rocks arranged themselves around her. She sat with her knees pulled up to her chest, arms wrapped around herself as if she could magically become smaller and smaller.
When I stretched my hand toward her and asked her name, she laughed. Her hand was cold in mind as I helped her from her resting place. She didn’t care to wipe the sand from her body.
Then, she thanked me and started toward a trail off the nearby highway, and I never got her name.
It wasn’t romantic. I wasn’t a sailor who found his creature of the sea or anything. I was an artist who painted
Holly and Ashley: Grandma's FavoritesREMINDER: This is a story about fat girls, if you don't like that then this might not be for you.Holly and Ashley: Grandma's Favorites9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was 9 in the morning and most of the house was quiet as Holly slowly made her way to the kitchen. Her double chin bulged out as she yawned.
As she got closer to the kitchen she started to smell delicious cooking aromas. Her mouth began to water and her big bulging thighs began to waddle just a little faster. When she opened the door to the kitchen she was greeted by the sight of her grandmother working hard over at the stove. She looked over her shoulder at Holly and smiled.
“Oh, good morning sweetie, hey isn’t that the robe I got you for your birthday?” Grandma Andrews said.
“Yeah, two years ago. I love this robe.” Holly said. The enormous girl was wearing a very large pink robe. In fact she was only wearing her robe. As it struggled to fit over her girth it revealed plenty of her flabby pale chest and belly. The robe managed to keep her decent, but it bar
Farewell, for nowPrince hesitated from knocking on the door. Did he dare? This was a huge risk, and not just for him. He shivered, but not from the night's cold winds.Farewell, for now13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
But he had to. He had to see his pups before leaving. If he didn't he might never find them afterwards.
The black newfoundland took a deep breath, then knocked on the door of the cabin.
The next few minutes were pure agony as he waited for his mate to answer the door.
Alexandria nudged the door open, and motioned for Prince to come inside quickly.
"Come in, and be quiet. My master wouldn't be happy to know you're in here." The brown and black mutt closed the door behind Prince.
"How many? What are their names? How many boys? How many girls?" The black purebred fired away his questions in a whisper.
"You are the father of three male pups and one female one." Alexandria answered, and began to walk away, her claws make no noise on the wood floor. "Follow me, they're in here." She began to walk into the family room.
Prince struggled to
Frozen Noire: Part TwoFrozen Noire: Part Two8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sisters in Turmoil
The Hudson Commodore screeched as it turned down a bustling avenue. Kristoff floored the gas pedal again, causing Olaf to be pressed back into his seat. Sven stuck his head out of the window and opened his mouth, allowing his tongue to sway in the wind. The streets of Arentropolis were always teeming with traffic jams and jaywalkers, forcing Kristoff to swerve down an alleyway and ascend to a grassy hill. This formation acted as a makeshift shortcut to the crime scene.
As the car bumped profusely, Olaf gulped. His face began to flush with red as he removed his hat and place it over his mouth. He groaned while falling ill. "Are...*belch*....we there yet?"
The car came to an immediate stop, its back tires grinding dirt against the pavement. Kristoff composed himself, "Yes." He opened the door as Olaf plopped out and immediately kissed the ground. Sven hopped out of the backseat and strutted
Mouth-- Ridiculously Short Story At exactly 7:04 in the morning, my alarm went off. But it wasn't that deafening alarm that woke me up. Instead, my deep sleep was interrupted by a gut-wrenching howl.Mouth-- Ridiculously Short Story14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I ignored the cry at first. I just got dressed for school. I also brushed my teeth and did all the of the other hygienic stuff. I then asked my annoying sister, Ivy, if she heard the scream.
"Err... no. What scream, and why?" she replied, puzzled.
Was I the only one who heard it?
"The scream that happened at about 7:04. It sounded more like a howl, though," I said nervously, looking at my feet, hopefully not seeming to be crazy or insane.
"Hunter, you're weird," Ivy grinned teasingly.
"You're weirder!" I shot back.
Next, I asked my older sister Tamara, who isn't annoying at all. I was sure that she would believe me.
"Did you hear that howl that happened a few minutes ago?"
Art Trade: Hinata's Strange Date PrepHinata stood nervously in front of the changing rooms in a local store. She let out a sigh to relieve herself, but the tension returned when she looked in the mirror. The reason being that she stared at the reflection of Ino Yamanaka, whose body she currently possessed. She even blushed when she saw how revealing the outfit Ino’s body was wearing.Art Trade: Hinata's Strange Date Prep9 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“How did I get myself in this situation?” Hinata asked herself as she thought back to the morning.
“Hey, Hinata!” Ino said as she caught up with the blue-haired girl. “Why’d you call me up so suddenly?”
“Well, um…I wanted your help with something.”
“Well, you know Naruto and I have been dating for a while now, right?”
“Yeah, what about it?
“Well, I was thinking of getting a new outfit or two to impress him, but I don’t have as keen a fashion sense as you, so…”
“I’d love to help yo
Thirteen Words: PillsBitter blue pill, take away my pain. Carry me into Morpheus's cradling embrace.Thirteen Words: Pills10 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
SmilesRandom Mark/Zai StorySmiles12 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It wasn’t easy, being matesprits with a human as emotionally stunted as Mark Kyanite. Though he reacted well to affection and tried his best to display his love, Zaikan often found the young man difficult to read. His voice rarely carried the tones of emotions, remaining monotone and cool even when he responded with the most earnest and loving of phrases. His face rarely morphed out of its perpetual stoic expression, neither smiles nor frowns especially frequent on his pale face.
All of these things made it difficult for Zai to understand how his matesprit was feeling. Was Mark being quiet because he was angry, or was he merely deep in thought and introverted as was typical of him? Was he happy with Zai’s actions and affection, or was he hiding quiet resentment behind his expressionless visage? Was he happy, upset, angry, depressed, aroused, or repulsed? The man’s face and tone were nearly always unreadable, and Zai struggled to kee
28 - Head in Jar Bernice’s head was stored relatively the same as Juliet’s body. The bell jar that covered her head was filled with water, and there were wires connecting her neck to the device that would transfer over her consciousness.28 - Head in Jar8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Plugging the device into the neck of his cloned body, Nate made quick work of pushing her consciousness out and back into her head. Bernice’s eyes opened as the clone’s body went limp. Two robots came along and carried away the two lifeless clone parts.
Despite being submerged in water, Bernice was breathing just fine.
“So, feel any different?” Nate asked.
“Nope, I feel just the same as I’ve felt all day.” She responded.
“That’s a good sign. The system I’ve got set up should be able to fix you while making sure you can return to this condition. I would be more worried if you did feel different.”
Memory 1: Nat - The Heart-Lake "I don't want to go home..." Nat told a young woman beside him. The sun was setting over the Heart-Lake and the grass was getting cold with the darkness.Memory 1: Nat - The Heart-Lake8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Then don't go home." The woman smiled at his worry and she only took his arm.
Nat didn't want to take the opportunity. While he thought that he loved this woman, he didn't quite understand what the purpose was of staying here. He was expected home, but he had realized the he never failed to go back there.
"Maybe this is a dream," He said plainly. "We never see each other until I sleep."
"And yet we make love by the lakeside every time we meet," She said. "That's good enough for me."
"You never told me your name," Nat pointed out. "You told me that it was better that I didn't know, but I have a feeling that you have a secret that you're not telling me."
The young lady s
Request Story: Chandelure TFAs they came in front of a old haunted house, Cynder Ko smiled at the sight of this place, she had smile on her face, she had been on Mt. Pyre for a few days before she came to Unova to see more haunted places, by her was Jade Waters a ghost pokemon trainer who decided to come with her to see this haunted house. When they opened the door to the house, Jade saw how dark it was and had a scared look on her face.Request Story: Chandelure TF10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jade: Later hater *was about to run away*
Cynder Ko: Oh no you don't *catches her arm just in time* you'll be fine besides you want to be a great ghost trainer right?
Jade: yeah but its dark in there
Cynder Ko: *a voice combines with her to speak* a real ghost trainer doesn't let their fear stop them from understanding ghost pokemon.
Jade: *surprised by this*
Cynder Ko: *her voice goes back to normal* anyway I'll be right here with you so don't be scared *takes her in there and turns on a lantern*
When Jade looked around it was much brighter now as they walked further in, Jade sa
[Race] SoW: Bato Short StoryBato was having fun as always, running with the Kings as they did their second race. It didn't matter if Logan was no longer the lead dog, Snowflake was a nice doggy who didn't pick on other dogs and he smelled good too. He had the same woody smell that Tiva had, but his special scent didn't have traces of water, instead it smelled of Nome.[Race] SoW: Bato Short Story14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
But when they heard the howls of wolves, Bato became nervous. The sound was powerful, yet mournful and for some reason it made the fluffy fur on his neck and shoulders raise slightly. The normal wolves sure didn't sound friendly and he recalled hearing the rumors that a small pack had killed a Nome dog who had wandered too far from town. Why would they do that? Both Tiva and Snowy were part wolf and they never would hurt another dog. The poor blind collie mix just couldn't wrap his mind around this aspect.
Another howl rose into the air and Bato shrank in his harness. "I'm scared," the collie mix murmured softly. His ears twitching every which way i
Forbidden Romances RP 18+Good day. I am proposing an RP of forbidden romances. I will propose some possible plots and you can pick which one you like.Forbidden Romances RP 18+10 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Plot one: Teacher/Student
You have a beautiful female teacher that you have had a crush on for ages. You end up in detention with her and she spends her time trying to turn your life around for the better. The plot can include the teacher being male (Played by you) and the student female. (Played by me.)
Plot two: Queen of Angels
Sangria-my Angel Queen-has come to earth to help humans rebuild and survive after a war between demons and the humans wrecked most of it. While helping them, she is seen by a powerful demon who wants her for himself. He drags her into the underworld and imprisons her. In time, she learns to love him.
An evil angel abducts a young succubus to be his bride. The succubus is a freshly turned one and has no idea how to live out her new life. She ends up falling for him in the end.
I am open for ideas as well. Please note me. I
Calling All Titans - Whisper"Whisper! Bushido needs help in sector 2!" Robin spoke to her quickly.Calling All Titans - Whisper14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm a little busy at the mom-AGH!"
Whisper grunted as she was knocked into a building, crashing through the window. Mad Mod laughed as his busts of himself continued to shoot at her.
"Might as well give up, my ducky!" He laughed at her as she picked herself up and dodged the blasts and covered her eyes when hypno screens popped out of the busts.
She growled, the madman's laughter irritating her more than the fact that she was getting attacked. Finally fed up with being shot at. She raised her hands, shooting electricity and making it travel through the mechanical busts, blowing them up, along with the hypno screens. Mad Mod gasped and shrieked as she turned to him, her orange eyes filled with rage. Climbing up the building the madman was currently taunting her from, she delivered a punch to his face, knocking away his cane and knocking him out.
Grabbing him by his collar, she tossed him into the alley below the bui
Camp Tickle Torture: Chapter 7That night was cold and uncomfortable for the boys, who were forced to stay in the mess hall. They craved a blanket, but none were allowed. Even more annoyed was Tom, who had to stay with them. Jordan and Justin didn’t trust him anymore, but As Jordan had shivered through the night, Tom had given the boy a very deep and soothing, albeit painful massage. The teenager rubbed every inch of his fatigued skin, managing to work deep into the knots and tight areas. At the end of it, Tom had given the boy his jacket and wrapped him up. He had then pulled all the other kids together and placed a large canvas cover over them. It wasn’t that great, but at least it trapped the warmth – well, kind of, anyway. The children had woken up earlier and Swarn had smiled.Camp Tickle Torture: Chapter 711 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tom was in the kitchen preparing the breakfasts. A warm smell of bacon and eggs hit them as they woke up. As soon as he heard a noise he spun around and put a finger to his mouth. He ran from the kitchen.
Sharing Is CaringChance shoved his hands in the pockets of his ripped dark blue jeans as he strolled his way back towards the doors of the school. He figured he had been sitting out in the garden for hours, just wandering around and taking breaks every now and then to sit on benches to write some ideas down in the little notebook he was given last week.Sharing Is Caring14 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He had been trying to finish writing this one song for nearly a month and with every new idea he got, it just went to a new song, leaving the old one still unfinished. It was starting to frustrate him. He hated leaving them unfinished, but it seemed like this one was going to be staying like that.
He shook his head and ran his hand through his messy blonde hair as he glanced over at the flower garden, raising a brow at the rainbow haired woman nearly standing on her head picking flowers.
“Eileen? What’re you doing?”
Eileen instantly poked up and shot a look at Chance, who was wearing a very confused look on his face. She just smi
Untitled A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…Untitled14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
SHADOWS OF WAR. EPISODE I.
THE NEW DARKNESS.
It has been 70,000 years since the battle of Endor. And the galactic republic now thrives under a democracy protected by the Jedi knights, Who have sworn their lives to defending the peace and prosperity of the inhabitants of the republic.
But, in this new era, a new breed of threat has also arose, one more deadly than anything that has come before. A Sith empire, led by those who dream of building a perfect universe, and crushing the monarchy of the Jedi by flattening
Round X- Part 4:1 AftermathRound X- Part 4:1 Aftermath11 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Round X- Part 4:1
Outskirts of New Falconsteak City: 2 hours after Round 4
+We are closing in on the battlefield now. The rail tracks should become visible momentarily.+
“Let's stay as close to the ridge as we can. I'd rather none of the Tournament goons see us picking over the wreckage.”
Isabelle and Ferri had left the outskirts of the city the moment a verdict had been ruled. She was risking much by investigating even now. But the simple truth of the matter was that the longer they waited for the coast to be clear, the more likely it was that her objective would fall into someone else's hands.
The titanic mech's frame moved with with a speed that belied his towering mass and his newly refurbished form made a mockery of Fistpunch's many environmental dang
Journal 002: Origin Someone once told me that they hated me for who I was. I don’t blame them, but what they think of me is none of my concern. Even the most fearsome of reputations are eventually eroded away, given the right amount of time. Because of this, I have assigned no personal attachment to any insult or title that I am called. It is simply too much of a hassle to deal with, and inefficient in many, many ways. Getting emotional about these things would be my sister’s job.Journal 002: Origin9 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But, perhaps, I was not always like this.
I first opened my eyes in the streets of Faerende, a city similar to a place I had visited before. The last one was filled with too much suffering in a life I almost never lived. I didn’t expect this one to be much different.
The boy stared at me, the gun shifting in his hands. His hesitance was so obvious he might as well have hung a sign around his neck. The boy was of litt
AR Story: a second infancy, a better friendAR Story: A second infancy, a better friendAR Story: a second infancy, a better friend13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
BY/written Tom the kitsune
Ghost Writer Budderlands2
Jack couradoor and Callum J hill and Tom AG were three very different people. but were still friends they met a their together at Tom's 11th birthday party while Callum and jack are the oldest of the group(and most sensible)
and Tom (or Thomas as he likes it) is the baby of the group but he is a bit of a downer it's not his fault he was dealt a bad card.
"come on were going be late!" screamed Thomas while trying to hurry Callum up
"OK calm the F**k down im getting dressed!" Callum screamed back
"Can the both of you just shut you're mouths!" jack shouted louder than ever
"fine" Callum and Tom grumbled in sync
As the three get in Callum's car as he is the right age to drive a freak weather storm happens
"what the hell was that!" screamed Tom with a tear in his eye
"it's fine just relax, just a bit of thunder" jack said reassuringly
as tom is only 15 he tries to act tough but ends up bei
Fire and Ice “I trusted you!” I scream.Fire and Ice14 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
No answer came to me as expected. No one’s here to answer. I scream as loud as I possibly can. The pain of losing everything is too much. I can’t possibly survive this. The pain that weaves its icy hands around and through my heart leaves me gasping for air. I can feel it suffocating me. Before suffocating completely however, a blaze of fire so burning hot diminishes the ice. As I struggle to breath normally, the trembling starts. I lay on the bed and curl into a tight ball. Tears stream down my face as the trembles rake through me.
I Want You BackI Want You Back13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was eight years ago, but I still remembered it like it was yesterday. Dakota was in the sandbox, sitting alone in the corner by the two poison berry bushes all the kids made up stories about. She was the only one there, everyone else was afraid, but Dakota, she was a risk taker. That was what I liked about her. Behind her cute pink clothes and porcelain doll face was a scamp. She was one of those little girls who insisted her hair was done right or her clothes stayed clean. She was prissy like that, but still liked to play and have fun. Even if she rolled down the hill by the blacktop all recess, she would get up with her brown hair perfectly in place and not a grass stain to be found. She could be seen as a bully or a “mean girl,” as most of the other girls didn’t get along with her, but in my eyes she was a goddess. Or more like a fairy, since we were only eight.
I trudged barefooted from the third grade recess door, across the burning blacktop and onto the spike
Love Is A Losing GameThough he wouldn’t admit to his boyfriend that he was spiraling out of control, Samuel Millard compared himself to a spinning top. He had began at full force and was slowly losing his momentum. The electricity in his labradorite eyes was sluggishly fizzling out, the effect of which was like a bright ray that had been hampered by a cloud and glistened dimly upon a turquoise blue lake.Love Is A Losing Game9 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The twenty year old was unable to fathom what the handsome and well put-together Brett Hascall would do, whether he would encircle the perimeter of the lake, the rowing oars stroking its surface languidly as more and more time elapsed, or if he himself would be submerged. Behind Brett’s perfect composure was a boy who watched thunderclouds rip-roar across a translucent sky and hurl stones into the balmy mere.
Sam was afraid that whatever kept them tethered the rickety, old dock, the paint flaking off of waterlogged wooden planks, was washed away amid the turbulent storm.
Modern Merovingians Pt 4Modern Merovingians Pt 413 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cecilia set the home phone back on its hanger. Mr Alphonse had never called twice in the same month before, and never to talk to just Cecilia. Usually he just visited every few years, like the rest of her mother's old friends.
Mr. Alphonse was always friendly, asking about Saben, Cecilia's little brother, her vocal lessons, and school. He was very interested in her college education lately. Cecilia could only assume her mother had told everyone she would take a year off. She explained, she didn't want to wait a year because she was worried she couldn't go back to the structure. Mr. Alphonse asked about random things too, like if her passport was still valid or if she had a visa. What on earth did she need a visa for? As for her passport... she wasn't even sure she knew where it was.
Cecilia shook it off and went back to putting away the clean dishes. She hated doing housework when people were home. They usually criticized the way