TyM: El sacrificio de un padre Parte 6TyM: El sacrificio de un padre Parte 613 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
EN EL PARQUE DE DANVILLE
Thomas, Xavier y Fred estaban peleando contra un robot que conseguia evitar todos los ataques de los chicos, pero los cuales no tenían tanta suerte y se estaban llevando una paliza
Thom: -dolorido- Xavier debes pedir refuerzos
Xavie: Lo haria pero me agarrado de los brazos y no puedo moverme -aguantando el dolor
Fred: Al final -una tira de sangre la corria por la cara- nos va a ganar
Robot: Soy el arma definitiva -lanza Xavier a gran velocidad hacia una casa
Fred y Thom: ¡¡Xavier!! -ven que una moto se desliza como si alguien hubiera saltado de ella en marcha
Xavier: Esto me va a dejar marca -cierra los ojos
???: -atrapa a Xavier en el aire y baja al suelo- ¿Estas bien Xavier?
Xavi: -abre los ojos con miedo- ¿Lon? ¡Lon eres tu!
Lon: Si soy yo ¿estas bien?
Thom: Imposible -ven a Lon sujetando a Xavier
Fred: -enciende su intercomunicador- Fred a la resistencia ¡ha vuelto!
Fran: ¿Quien ha vuelto? -por el intercomunicado
Las plegarias de un enamoradoMelodías de un corazón partido, las plegarias de un enamoradoLas plegarias de un enamorado9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Una suave brisa se colaba por la ventana de aquella habitación de paredes blancas y cortinas negras, en las que apenas el sol se mostraba y la dulce melancolía reinaba,
Al igual que aquel silencio sepulcral que solía dominar el lugar, hasta que diera pasó a ese sonido angelical, lleno de nostalgia y desesperanza, de sueños y añoranzas,
Y de un deseo vago que fervorosamente denotaba aquella extraña dama de mirada pérdida y sonrisa opaca, de cabellos oscuros como las sombras que en la solitaria habitación se colaban,y de orbes tan grises y apagados como el cielo de un nublado invierno,
Que rompía aquella tensa armonía que reinaba con sus mudas pero fervientes añoranzas de un necesitado afecto, de un amargo veneno que tanto la habían confortado y en muchas ocasiones atormentado por el dolor que la hacían sentir sus suaves caricias y su sincera sonri
Razon 44. Cuando le gritas a la tv.Razon 45 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
¿Recuerdas como teníamos una noche de películas cada viernes? ¿Y veríamos cualquier película que encontráramos en Internet? Esos son algunos de los momentos que me encantaban.
Y aunque amaba sonreír y abrazarme con una buena película de comedia-romance. Amaba ver películas de horror, porque pasaban una de dos cosas: O te dormías en mi pecho porque te aburrías o te emocionaría y harías comentarios sarcásticos. A veces me hacía el asustado para tener una excusa para acercarte más a mí.
Pero los mejores momentos eran donde literalmente le gritabas a la pantalla porque siempre actuabas como si podían escucharte decirles que no entraran a la habitación o no salieran al bosque. Siempre sonreiría y bromearía diciendo que no eran reales, y tú harías un puchero y maldecirías bajo tu aliento y terminaríamos tirándonos
La Lama Nera. Ecate ed Erebo (Excerpt 1)La Lama Nera. Ecate ed Erebo (Excerpt 1)17 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
–Ti ho detto che sto bene...–
Dice lei, nonostante la sua espressione la tradisse apertamente.
–Ti stai prendendo in giro da sola, lo sai?–
Risponde invece lui, più preoccupato che davvero arrabbiato... anche se il suo tono suggeriva il contrario.
–Che ne puoi sapere tu, eh?–
Rintuzza l’altra, guardandolo in faccia con l’aria di chi vuole a tutti i costi negare l’ovvio.
–Chi credi di essere per dirmi cosa fare?!–
–Non ti sto dicendo cosa fare, Ecate, ti sto pregando di guardarti un po’ in giro...–
Ribatte l’altro, piuttosto seccato dalla sua ostinazione.
–Tu proprio non capisci...–
Ecate scuote il capo, alzando poi gli occhi verso l’alto.
–Allora perché non me lo spieghi tu, visto che da solo non c’arrivo.–
Insiste lui sarcasticamente.
–Non è così semplice, Erebo.–
STUBBORN HEARTS :CHAPTER 3STUBBORN HEARTSSTUBBORN HEARTS :CHAPTER 31 hour ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Baby Its Cold Outside
it was Christmas eve, and the badger held a gift in one paw, wine in the other. he was neatly dressed in vest, and tie. which of course were matching green with his pants, brown dress shoes. he set out into the cold, and made his way towards the house of miss rabbit. the mustache twitched. for he was making his second move. Mr. fox had just left her home, possibly going to see family. the female decided to stay behind as she was too tired from work today. it was just a few minutes before the fox left, since their little stand off, the badger made all he could to avoid the bastard. he walked up and gave a hard knock on the door. and waited, a moment later the rabbit answered. she was quite the sight. she wore a red PJ nightwear, obviously getting ready for bed, or simply ready to relax. inside her fireplace was blazing warmly, her home a tribute to all thi
Story Book - Chapter 5After a couple of times going back to the coffee shop without seeing Jungkook, you ended up assuming he wouldn't come back. It wasn't that hard to assume, since well, you hadn't seen him in weeks, so it was a big surprise when to you when he sat down at your usual table, smiling. He wasn't wearing the uniform of the coffee shop, he was wearing casual clothes, which made him look very good. So good you didn't want to think about it, since it was almost making you feel bad for your boyfriend. You blinked a couple of times before smiling a bit.Story Book - Chapter 54 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
-It's been a while, you said.
-I agree! I haven't seen you in ages! I was kind of scared I would be able to meet you again, especially since I quit my job here.
So you were right. He did quit...
-Say, _____, does it bother you if I borrow for your cellphone?
You took it out from your bag, handing it to him, wondering why he needed it. Maybe he needed to make a call? or... He handed it back to you, smiling widely, making you check what he di
Book 1: Improper Safety Chapter 1 TeaserBook 1: Improper Safety 6 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Infection is a chemical virus created by a heartbroken mad scientist. He saw that none of the species mated with one another and bashed each other with stereotypes creating a barrier between each of them. Wanting nothing more than for each species to get along, he created a "virus." The virus, chemically changed people and only responded to people who were unfaithful in their relationship. Before long, people started to panic and blame each other creating a war. Those who were infected, fed on the hatred the un-infected created, creating more zombies.
Within Four years, the subdivisions were created and The Humans went under multiple species protection and learned their ways. 6 years later, The Virus got into some of the subdivisions mysteriously, wiping them out completely. Now, People created gangs or groups and started to claim areas as their territory and killing, raping, etc., to those who enter.
The Virus has changed over the 10 years it was released. Now, th
19. throwing/attending a holiday party - flollageWill finished reading from the short letter in his hand, which he had read repeatedly as it got closer to the date, the three of them had been invited to a large house party, of which they hardly knew who was going except from the rest of their friend group. Will was ecstatic to go, Aaron would reluctantly go with the other but Josh would have to be dragged out of the house kicking and screaming. "But why!" Will whined, he had been trying to persuade Josh to come willingly to the party; he knew Aaron would come with him easily but Josh not so much, he knew the brunet hated talking to a lot of people, and the loud noise, and the little amount of personal space, and the amount of alcohol people would usually drink.19. throwing/attending a holiday party - flollage3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
As the hours passed, the time got nearer for the party, and Will tried all he could to tempt Josh into at least agreeing to go to the party, while Aaron simply looked on and laughed. "Come on, you can't not go with us!" Will complained as his final argument, "yeah, it'll be fu
Razon 33. Tus abrazos.Razon 36 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tus abrazos son perfectos, como todo en ti. Son tan suaves y cálidos, como cuando te sientas frente al fuego después de jugar con la nieve (lo sé, tengo un complejo de Olaf). Tus brazos son como una manta alrededor mío. Y me encanta que tengas que ponerte de puntillas porque eres más pequeña que yo.
Siempre parecemos derretirnos entre nosotros. Cuando estamos solos, yo solo cierro mis ojos cuando pongo mis brazos alrededor tuyo y siento los tuyos alrededor mío y todo el sonido parece parar.
Siempre me siento a salvo y cómodo así. Amo abrazarte, Moni. Amo mantenerte cerca, y a veces cargarte por lo pequeña que eres.
Amo cuando nos abrazábamos cuando te visitaba cada dos años, eran tan fuertes como si tuviéramos miedo de nunca volver a vernos. O cuando nos despedíamos en el aeropuerto y escondías tú cara en mi cuello, y podía sentir las lágrimas que salían de tus ojos
NachspielRonald hielt sie umarmt. Er küsste sie sanft, ohne ihren überreizten Körper erneut zu stimulieren. Abkühlphase.Nachspiel17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ich liebe dich," flüsterte er.
"Ich dich auch!"
Sein Küssen wurde schon wieder lebendiger. Zungenspitzen rieben aneinander. Seine Lippen ... sorgfältig aufgestülpt, um ihre Haut nicht zu sehr mit seinen 4-Tage-Stoppeln zu kratzen ... arbeiteten auf ihren wie zwei Schnecken auf Ecstasy.
"Langsam," meinte sie sanft, "ich brauch noch einen Moment."
"Oh, sorry!" ... und um seine ironisch gespielte Zerknirschung sofort Lügen zu strafen, stürzten sich die beiden Schnecken auf ihre kleine, harte Brustwarze. Dort ließ sie ihn gewähren. Er nuckelte wie ein Baby. Mir sind diese Babys lieber, dachte sie. An kleinen Babys hatte sie kein Interesse ...
Schon wieder! Manchmal ärgerte es sie regelrecht, dass sie gegen ihren Anspruch, zu sich selbst immer ehrlich zu sein, so oft zugunsten bequemer Allerweltsgedanken vers
The Beginning Chapter 1Chapter 1The Beginning Chapter 15 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Look Mommy Look! “Screamed a little voice from the backseat. I smiled as I looked back through the rear-view mirror, at the little girl sitting in a booster seat. Her big brown eyes wide as saucers as she stared up the hillside at their new home. Her long golden brown hair was tide into a ponytail and swung back and forth as she bounced happily in her seat. The closer the car drew towards the lone house the more excited and louder the squeals grew.
“Settle down honey; you’re gunna bounce right out of your chair.” I laughed.
“But Mommy! Our own home, my own room, and I get my own backyard!” yelled Genevieve, as she clapped her little hands. As we pulled up in front of the house I notice the house needs a new coat of paint, the lawn was covered in layers of leaves and fallen branches and the a couple boards needed to be fixed on the deck that ran around the house. Dense forest surrounded the house, late into summer the trees were not a
Late Night Sneak Around AdventureNight was falling over the caste,curfew hour was getting closer and closer.Jasper,however disregarded the fact and was spending some time in the Owlery with Ell.The boy was just beginning to climb down the tower when he glanced off into the dark cold night,down below the people scurrying inside looked like ants!Late Night Sneak Around Adventure22 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the dark another figure was seen going the opposite direction as everyone else. Once everyone inside there was a low sharp whistle and a Barn Owl flew our from the Owlery past Jasper nearly hitting him.
The boy flattened himself against the railing to avoid being hit by the bird's sharp talons as he followed it with his eyes. There, he saw the rouge figure digressing from the crowd. Jasper hurried down the steps, trying to catch up to the stranger with deep curiosity.
The owl landed on the ground next to the figure, who also apparently was hooded. The owl gave a hoot and the figure shushed him. "Accio broom." The figure whispered waving a wand from her cloak.
The ReasonWyatt Tanner had been on the trail for years, so it seemed to him. He had spent several months out in the wilds, having suffered two different Indian attacks and left with nothing of value execpt the horse he rode on. A horse which he would only give up upon death...and somehow the Indians seemed to respect that. They'd left him with a small blade and that was all, so traveling as he was it was a mite difficult to keep both himself and Equinox, his bay, alive.The Reason38 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
If you were to ask him why he was making this trek, he probably wouldn't answer you. You would think there was no reason, just some impersonal force that drove him onwards, on and on, slow and crawling when needed but moving ever forward. Toward a small, dusty town he once knew. If he were honest with himself, he could tell you exactly why and what it was that drew him toward that town.
It's too bad he stopped believing, hardly showed his humanity to anyone lately and but seldom spoke a single word even to his horse. Someone, a s
The Red Carnation Elizebet sat her satchel down. I ran to the edge of the roof and looked over. Three stories below is the ally where garbage trucks drive to pick up dumpsters and to haul away old junk people set out for them.The Red Carnation9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Look Elizebet!” I said, pointing at an old upright piano.
Elizebet ran to the edge to see what I was pointing at. “Wow, a piano!”
The corners of her mouth dropped suddenly. With her head low, she turned from the edge. “My Mom and Dad won’t let me have one. I asked them before.”
She walked over to her satchel and slumped down beside it. “Mom’s not been feeling good. She needs her rest. Dad says a loud piano would keep her up.”
“Sorry Elizebet,” I said, taking a seat beside her.
I watch on as she opens the satchel and removes its conten
? - Version 3"Have you seen my hoodie?"? - Version 310 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"… You're wearing it."
"Oh.... sorry... I just picked something up.... I'm so cold"
Comes to sit down on the couch.
"You look good in it."
"It's pretty comfy... and warm. I could get used to wearing it"
A head laid across the arm that was already thrown over the back of the couch. Following up the arm, eyes rested on a mark right at the base of the neck, the only blemish there being a dark red bruise. the bruise was nuzzled into.
"You should..... get used to wearing it I mean."
One head rested on top of the other as they sat there on the couch, staring out over the bleak city that loomed outside the shut balcony doors.
Eyes closed, breathing slowed, and two bodies fell asleep, entangled in each other.
ShippingThe United States of America, also known as Alfred F. Jones, was currently looking over some of the work he had to get done. By that, I mean he was making superhero doodles along the sides of the paperwork. Ah, yes, the loud and obnoxious 19-year-old was mumbling the quotes of his favorite heroes when a certain Englishman barged into his office.Shipping12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, human name known as Arthur Kirkland. He was a self-proclaimed gentleman and a horri- Ah. I mean- decent(not really) cook. The 23-year-old man cast a look to his former brother and sighed, crossing his arms in that oh-so-lovable tsundere way of his.
"America! What are you doing?! You're supposed to be working! Not drawing ridiculous men in tights!" The sunny blonde huffed, foot tapping against the floor as blue eyes framed by glasses looked up to meet his emerald ones.
"Oh, 'sup, Britain? What's the haps?" The American let out that loud, irritating laugh as the Englishman scowled. "I swea
Day 1 [7 Day OC Writing Thing]Prompt: Deer In The HeadlightsDay 1 [7 Day OC Writing Thing]12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Met a girl in the parking lot,
And all I did was say hello.
Dave exited the club, clearly exhausted from his long night of work. Despite how easy he made it look, it was actually hard on him. 6 hours of staring at turn tables and not getting a single bathroom break...
He was headed to his car when he came across a young woman, walking with confidence in her eyes and her purse held close to her.
Her pepper spray made it rather hard
For me to walk her home,
But I guess that's the way it goes.
Dave was greeted back with a painful sting on his face.
"Leave me alone, freak!"
Tell me again, was it love at first sight
When I walked by and you caught my eye.
Didn't you know love could shine this bright?
Well smile because you're the deer in the headlights.
Needless to say, Dave couldn't get her out of his mind. She intrigued him.
Even if she did pepper spray him in the face.
But hey, at least he knew she was perfectly capable o