A Scary ThoughtAs I work in my bedroom, I realize that it gets dark early nowadays. Daylight Savings Time came to an end on November and that may be why.A Scary Thought16 hours ago in Short Stories
Sometimes I work on "Soul Release" and wonder why I'm getting so many ideas jumping around in my head. I don't really intend for pairings, but I know that one won't be canon for certain.
My mind tends to run wild, so I get a big surprise when a scary thought comes to my head. And it asks me this...in a very...yandere tone:
"Why are you shoving me out of the spotlight?"
"Serena!" I realize with panic deep within me.
Greek Fire: Part 1Kahlahan wasn't happy. Then again, Kahlahan was almost never happy. Right now, she wasn't happy because her estranged father had gotten custody of her and immediately flew them to Athens in first class; all the while talking animatedly about how he was going to be a great dad. To be fair, his ex-wife had died recently in a fire and Kahlahan was the only to survive of the two. It made the man nervous because he was told that when they found her, she was laughing hysterically. Neither of them brought up the fire. Her father, Rodger, was the only living known relative of the girl and was thus asked to take care of her.Greek Fire: Part 113 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
She wasn't sure how to become a Greek citizen. She didn't know anything about Greece. She knew it was home to an inspirational battle in the second world war. War. That's what Kahlahan knew about. How many things could a little girl be expected to know? She was 13, almost 14, and the only thing constant in her life was the fact war happened.
There weren't any wars in Greece
Untitled #3 The sound of pouring water is very soothing to me. As a child my family lived on the edge of a large green forest and at the center was a lively, flowing stream. I would visit it in my free time and splash in it during the dog days of summer. I just enjoy water and its properties in general.Untitled #321 hours ago in Short Stories
But now it's bothering. Having to hear it trickle down in the sink with the blood from my wounds. It's not just bothering it's painful. I cry out in pain ever time I dab my wounds, but I scream when I sanitize them. It's the most grueling thing to do, especially every single day.
Ever since I arrived here at this medical camp, I've been the most confused I've ever been. Nurses come every morning to help me with my memory. I now know that the people and government went crazy and its every man for himself. Doctors set up camps for the injured and hope to create a civilization latter. I was trampled when a mob tried to escape the city and a couple
Reputation: 24 Hours Prior...24 Hours Prior…Reputation: 24 Hours Prior...17 hours ago in Short Stories
The warehouse door opened slowly. The metal wheels slowly rolled up the track, several sparks bouncing off in a flurry of scrapes. On the other side stood a group of figures wearing military vests standing side by side in shadow. They walked in, motioning an armored truck behind them into the garage style doors.
A tiger stood on the other side of the door, a large cigar hanging out of his mouth. He grabbed it out of his mouth, blowing a puff of smoke into the air. He had a gruff British accent.
“I see you brought the shipment. My employer will be very pleased.” He said, inhaling more smoke.
One of the figures, a tallish ox stepped forward.
“The shipment has everything you asked. 30 boxes of ammunition, 10 boxes of guns including sniper rifles, assault rifles, handguns, and combat knives. And the special metal box you asked us to ship.”
The tiger stepped forward. “Excellent, excellent. I am pleased. You should find your bank account fi
The Truth About Death: Chapter 2Samantha knocked gently on my door, expecting to hear a groan or a "Go away!" erupt from the other side, but no sounds were heard. She opened the door into my small room to find it empty. In fact, Sam could not remember me coming home at all last night.The Truth About Death: Chapter 222 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
"Has anyone seen Anna this morning?" Sam asked when she entered the dining room once again. Lille and Sophie shook their heads. Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door. It must be Anna. She must have forgotten her keys.
"Anna! I was so worried about you," Sam said as she opened the door. However, a stern looking police man stood in front of her.
She invited him, and the other girls crowded around.
"Anna. She was found in an alley this morning. She overdosed. Anna's dead. I'm so sorry," he said.
"What alley?" Sophie asked, pushing her way to the police officer. Sophie thought it must have been some sort of cruel joke.
"Mayfield Street and Duke," he said.
"It can't be her. Anna was coming home from Edinburgh college. That's two miles out of
Sam and Avery // pt1 // The HauntingSam and Avery // pt1 // The Haunting21 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
notice- soooo for starters I am sorry for being away a few days, I was bust figuring out this story. Also this was inspired by BillDip. The shipping. Don't judge me. And before you all start yelling at me about the villain in this story being 'too much like Bill' then you can SUCK MY ASS. 'Cuz the 'demonolic AU' is exactly the same! people make their own OC's with their own demons!
but whatever you feel I hope you like this story!
also I will draw them soon, and think of a better name, and it will be updated.
The sound of thunder roared outside as the rain poured on our earth. 14 year old Avery walked with pace down the stairs, he was incredibly thirsty and mouth as dry as the desert, so we quietly walked down the stairs in order to get a drink and food. He walked into the kitchen and got a cold glass of water and a chocolate bar, he couldn’t sleep and he would have got a soothing and relaxing herbal tea, but he didn’t want to wake the family even more due
Vanished *Ch. 2*"What do you mean you haven't found anything about Matt?" I wanted to scream, but my voice couldn't go above a hoarse cry.Vanished *Ch. 2*21 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
"I mean exactly that. We were only able to find Max, and we've got a search party looking around the area we found him, but until he wakes up, we can't be sure about anything that happened," Kale said. I leaned against the wall, processing what I had just heard.
So after 3 months of absolutely nothing, we find Max unconscious in an alley near the docks, alone and beat up, and we can't find Matt, or ANY information about anything... I sighed, leaning my head against the wall as I slid down until I was sitting. My ears felt the cool surface of the bottom of a picture frame, and I thought, my mind instinctively going to songs.
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're st
New Dragon School Chapter One I woke abruptly and grasped for an invisible hand, but there was nothing there to grab. As my breath slowed, I began to regain my sanity. I dreamt of fire, the heat clawing at my skin and the smoke sucking the fresh breaths from my lungs as quickly as I gasped for them.New Dragon School Chapter One1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters
I shook off the daze and remembered my surroundings, feet recoiling as I swung them from under my heavy, grey, comforter and placed them against the cool wood, which lay unevenly across my bedroom floor. Stumbling, I made my way to the bathroom and turned the shower head. The water ran cold and I let it wash away the lasting heat and ash from my body. Even in its cool embrace, the flames still seemed to crawl their way slowly up my spine, sending shivers that made my muscles tense up, as though I had been stabbed in the back.
This wasn’t the first time I had that dream. Every few days, when it seemed to have disappeared, it would find me again. It always found me. I