Take Me Home Aimee II: SeventeenTake Me Home Aimee II: SeventeenTake Me Home Aimee II: Seventeen9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Heath managed to hold off for just under an hour before he broke his word and came looking for her. Honestly, he was trying his best to be respectful of her emotional needs as a female, but 55 minutes was enough time for sulking and mulling things over. He really liked her, but he was beginning to have his doubts whether they would even last two weeks romantically.
He didn't bother with any doors that were closed. He took his time in going through the spacious house – slow, careful steps that would make someone walking at an unhurried pace look like a cyclist in comparison. The last thing he wanted to do was give her a fright right after that emotional roller coaster.
It was odd…even after just twenty minutes, Aimee was starting to feel a little better. Realizing that Heath hadn’t moved, she was able to locate his office and started fumbling around on his computer, even though it took her another good ten just to the desk.
Take Me Home Aimee II: SixteenTake Me Home Aimee II: SixteenTake Me Home Aimee II: Sixteen9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Though still politely vague for Aimee's sake, deeply-held resentment was evident in every aspect of Heath's behavior. "My mom passed when I was nine, and my dad...he wasn't exactly a nurturing parent if you get my drift." He narrowed his eyes at her by the mere memory of the man.
He took another long gulp of the hot liquid and prayed that Aimee would drop the subject.
His mother too?
So now there was no parent in Heath’s life?
For a moment she felt terrible…she had always assumed giants had it easy. Everyone had a family and everyone had at least a mother or father who cared about that. She didn’t want to push him, noticing how he was tensing up as he held his mug, but she didn’t think it was fair for a man to keep everything locked inside. Still though, she wasn’t exactly sure what to ask him.
“So that would explain it,” she said, still staying on the subject without upsetting Heath
Strange Recruits GTZaria pushed her black rimmed glasses up her nose and blinked rapidly. Outside of her one bedroom apartment was a trio of black and white police cars…Strange Recruits GT1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Zaria stood up slowly and grabbed her VOLVO 1990 240 keys and stuffed them in her jacket. The last thing she wanted was noise… She had four finals to study for, and no proper studying would be done with the Fuzz close by.
The 19 year old opened her front door and shut it neatly, locking it with her ears alert.
"Zariana Jones?" a soft male voice sounded from behind.
Zaria froze. She hadn't' heard someone call her by that name in years…
She turned and gasped. Leaning against one of the police cars was a tall fair man, with piercing blue eyes. His blonde hair was combed back neatly, his jaw shaven, making his already angular face look even sharper.
He noticed Zaria staring and seemed to lessen the tension with a smirk. "Ah… There you are, Miss Jones. We've been waitin
Horse tf tgHorse tf tg11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Christian was with his girlfriend at the stables where she has a horse but this time it was a little bit different because of her horse who was sick and was probably going to die. He saw that his girlfriend was sad about it because the vet said that she wouldn’t make it to the night. Christians girlfriend begun to cry and wants to stay with her horse until she dies. That evening the horse died and Christians girlfriend begun cry and she couldn’t stop. Christian tried to cheer her up but it didn’t work. After 2 hours she stopped crying Christian then said should I bring you home? She said please and he brings her home before she gets out of the car he said if I could do anything just tell me okay. She then asked would you really do anything for me? He said yes anything. She then asked would you stay here for the night? He said if you really want that. They were drinking something before they go to sleep. The next morning his girlfriend woke up early and was
Monarchy Over the Danube RE: PrologueMonarchy Over the Danube: an Alternate History Tale of Austria-Hungary Retold through the Nations Themselves.Monarchy Over the Danube RE: Prologue16 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Undisclosed location outside London, United Kingdom. 15 July 1938.
The world was inching ever closer towards the abyss. Arthur Kirkland had long since come to grips with that notion. As did everyone else in the conference hall, his motley group of allies, as they waited around a large map of Europe that had been laid on the table. They should bloody do by now! the embodiment of Great Britain thought irritably.
With Herr Hitler growing madder by the hour, Poland would likely be overwhelmed before anyone could step in to save him. While further east, Ivan seemed to grow ever more impatient in trying to make the world one with him. Not to mention Japan’s preposterous Co-Prosperity Sphere nonsense in Asia. Barely twenty years after the Great War, and it looked as though another one was bound to happen any day now. Never a
Crash and Charaka MeetSpazzberrie said the following:Crash and Charaka Meet3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The day was progressing as well as could be expected, Crash thought, even though Keely had bounded off in the morning shouting over her shoulder that she had something to do, and Crash had deliberated for almost an hour over whether she should keep travelling or not.
Ultimately, Crash decided that she'd keep up her travels. Keely would catch up, and if she didn't, Crash wasn't a good hearted enough wolf to actually care. Crash could always go back and find Keely, but Crash couldn't keep her alpha waiting any longer than he had to.
Speaking of waiting... Earlier in the afternoon, Crash had spotted a small herd of does. There were five in the group, a tiny tender little fawn, a juvenile, two mature does, and a huge, intimidating matriarch. That fawn was really fat, and Crash had decided upon seeing it that the plump little thing was going to be her dinner.
But, Crash wasn't suicidal. So she had spent the past hour or so quietly stalking the herd, waiting f
Answers to Questions - Part 1Answers to QuestionsAnswers to Questions - Part 19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Moon Shadow Adventure
My long dark blue cloak flutters behind me as I slowly descend from the sky, landing softly on the soles of my white knee high boots. Above me, silvery clouds slip silently through the night sky, allowing the glowing light of the moon to illuminate the cemetery I have just landed in. I go solid for a moment, enjoying the crisp night air against my skin as I begin to silently walk through the rows of grave stones, the only sounds being the fluttering of my cloak and the croaking of a few frogs from the nearby creek. It is late Spring in Steel City, but mother nature has yet to yield her full warmth of the season. The cold air against my skin should bother me and make me shiver, but it doesn't. I am dead after all, and dead people aren't supposed to feel anything. Then again they aren't supposed to be able to change from a ghost to a solid state being, or wear a sexy costume and wield spectral weapons to fight crime either.
Doctor Puppet Who: Nightmares and Fairy Tales "I don't like it", Ten muttered, rubbing the back of his head. "I don't like it at all".Doctor Puppet Who: Nightmares and Fairy Tales9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was a rumble at his right, and Five climbed up onto the pillow next to him. Ten rolled his eyes: despite the fact that Five was the most fragile doll of them all (no wonder, he was a porcelain doll!), he never lost his chances to risk his head and everything else.
"What's there?" Five asked, trying to get comfortable and safe on his newly occupied place.
Ten pointed down at the head with a ginger short-cut under them, the owner of which immediately began fidgeting so the two dolls nearly fell off the pillow.
"I got it", Five murmured, holding on the cloth under him for dear life: Vislor Turlough was tossing and turning in his sleep, mumbling something very similar to "no, no, don't, will not...". "How long?"
"He woke me up about an hour ago with this", Ten answered. "Wait here, I'll wake Nine. He sees nightmares bet
An Angel's Love Ch. 14An Angel's Love Ch. 1420 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Not, that it’s a bad thing father. But isn’t Lucifer the one who wanted nothing but power?” Britney asked as Sam came up behind her and slid his arms around her waist kissing her lightly on the head, then looking back at God waiting for his answer.
“Yes, but you see Lucifer thought that the only way to please his Father, was to show how loyal and strong he was” Anastasia said chiming in “and when Father created mankind asking for the angels – us - to bow down to them that was when Lucifer started to blamed the humankind because he thought that they took away his love from Father” Anastasia said holding Gabriel close to her seeming to hover over him since she was slightly taller than him. As she finished she snapped her fingers making a large chocolate candy bar appear in front of him. Gabriel looked up and gave her a sweet smile before taking a bite needing the taste of sugar and chocolate goodness to refuel him for what lay ahead
Vi and Troy RP One"Whoa!" Vi's dark-brown eyes quickly opened and her head shot up. She was lying in a patch of very tall grass...was she sleeping? How'd she end up here? Where was here? Vi got up and tried to get a better glimpse of her surroundings. She took a few steps, peering up at the sun...it must've been midday. Looking past the sun, she found tree branches hovering far above her. They looked massive, far larger than any tree she'd ever seen. Turning her head around, she saw a few more trees overhead, their large branches flowing softly with the wind. She seemed to be in a clearing in a forest. Her short, dark-blue hair shifted slightly from the breeze as she walked towards the closest tree. Hardly believing her eyes, she looked upwards as the tree seemed to go on forever. Where was she? Everything, even the grass...it was like she was doll-sized.Vi and Troy RP One4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
'Think, Vi, think...where was I before this?...' Her memory
Dark Eclipse -Pt 3 ~The Talk~Dark Eclipse -Pt 3 ~The Talk~5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I growled at this. Damon had to be the one who took us here! How else would this pirate guy know him... Not to mention he's wearing the same exact jacket as him but with an orange belt instead of white.
I glanced back at Harper who was still trying to wake up Angel. She was only shaking her lightly... "For the love of god just punch the damn girl!" I ordered.
Harper gave me a shocked look. "I shall not punch a princess! That is very, very, VERY informal!!!" She huffed.
I rolled my eyes. "Your not a princess anymore you ran away! Just smack her!!!" I spat.
Harper frowned but did as she was told. She then punched Angel HARD in the shoulder, making her wake up with a yelp. "What the bloody fuck was that for?!" Angel growled.
I huffed. "Such for language for a princess!" I said with the best girl voice i could... Which was horrible... Since my voice is deep.
Angel frowned and bit her thumb at me, I frowned at that, but ignored her.
Damon sighed in frust
peaceful at last,chapter 7The next morning exlo awoke to the sun in his face and a cold breeze blowing over him. He opened his eyes to find that kieroff was hanging onto a strut of wood on the roof. It had splinters hanging from every Centimetre of the plank and every time kieroff moved a toe or a foot, another would pierce his skin. Exlo got up and walked downstairs and sat down. He started to count down from three and at one he heard a large crash from upstairs and a moan from kieroff.peaceful at last,chapter 718 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“God, why are there so many splinters in those struts, I swear if I hurt myself I am gonna light them on fire”, said kieroff walking down the stairs.
“Wouldn’t that be a shame”, exlo muttered under his breath. “Manna was going nuts at me yesterday; he wants you to come with us to live in a temple……..you were so……don’t go rambling on at me, manna, manna, MANNA”, yelled exlo.
Kieroff started to laugh and he fell over from it. “So you expect me to go
Chapter 2: PAGE 6In his haste to sit down he almost did not notice how far he actually sunk into bed as he sat down. He had never slept on anything better then thin leather blanket spread on top of a stone bed. Even that was already a luxury only bestowed upon those who reached the elite year of the Institute. It almost felt comfortable, though Dailon wondered what kind of filling they used that he would sink in that far. Now was not the time to check it though, so he kept massaging his head as the wooden panel slid upwards.Chapter 2: PAGE 61 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
`Ah so it was a door after all.` Dailon thought to himself, watching the door entrance closely through a tiny slit in his eyelids, that was too small to notice in the dark room. He would never have found out that it was a door that opens upward. Somehow it goes so completely against taught nature, or perhaps even simple instinct, that he would never have figured that out.
“Ah I see you are awake young Dailon.” The man said as he slowly walked into the room. “When
A Time With TailsAn advantage of living on one of the lesser-known islands is that during the off season, the beach is nearly deserted, especially at night.A Time With Tails4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Water slaps against the dock's wooden supports, spitting droplets of salt water into the night air. The surf rushes like breath in our ears while the foam-capped waves retreat from the beach, tiny shells and pebbles rolling in their wake.
It isn't cold, not really. It rarely gets truly cold here. But it's chilly, cool enough to raise goosebumps on our bare arms and make us shiver in the shade of the dock. We stay silent, though, not letting our teeth chatter, not whispering about our plans for the night.
All three of us are staring at the last house on the beach with any lights on. It's a kitchen light. I saw someone walking around inside. It won't be long now before they finally go to bed and that warm light winks out. Not long now.
We've tucked ourselves up under the old wooden dock, right a
Ink (Doctor/Reader drabble)"Eraser dust promises are so easily swept away..."Ink (Doctor/Reader drabble)12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
You had died. DIED. And it was his fault. Yes, he would remember you, but who else? This had only been your fifth trip. He could've shown you so much. He had promised you adventure. You could have been truly alive. Seeing the stars, just like you always wanted! Oh, how you'd been amazed at his blue box.
Now he'd have to explain to your parents. Now he would have to do this on his own. You could have been safe right now, if only he had been more careful.
Or if he'd not met you.
"It's a good thing, my darling, that you write in ink."
No. It had been a short time. But it had been wonderful. Every moment he spent with you had been magical. And he didn't want to take back a second of it. And you would beremembered. Because life is so much more than how long you live. It's what you do in that time that counts.
You had been brilliant.
Forest Prince.you may be wondering why I'm wondering around in a forest in the middle of the night.Forest Prince.14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Well is very simple actually, I guess I could trust you with this information. I am here to
see the prince of the forest. It took me sixteen years to find the guy of my dreams and I
found it in him. When my prince, Azarov first arrived in the frets it started a rumor, a rumor of
evil, witchcraft , and damage many people believed them instead of going to figure them out for
themselves , unlike me most people kept their distance while I ..well.. I wondered into the forest.
His oak wooden cabin is on the top of the small hill , built by his father 100 years ago. Many feared
him because of his looks tall like a pine tree , long midnight black hair with hints of soft brown, soulless
eyes longing for affection, he revealed himself to be very quite and mysterious, but very loving ,and sweet.
As I made my way down further into the forest I could tell he was here
3 - DoubtsThe delicious priest didn't really answer his question, but Brad wanted to take the fact that he left so quickly as a positive reply and that he was going to fetch the guy he was looking for. After all, last time he passed by Brad was told that, while the one he was searching for was away once more, the man has seemed interested in meeting him...3 - Doubts22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the meanwhile, the large man went to sit as comfortably as he could on a pew right in the front row, his gaze wandering around the wide, tall building, stopping only briefly on the decorations on the walls and columns... Brad could say that they would surely be easier to see in a more brightly-lit place, but then again he wasn't an expert on human architecture and he couldn't say if there was another reason behind the gloom, other than giving the whole building a pretty shady and occult feel.
Soon enough, the same side door through which the priest had left opened but a different person walked in... one who gave off a peculiar, if very fami
Sky Academy Prologue"Sky Academy"Sky Academy Prologue6 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In Sky City, a beautiful and prosperous place that magically floated above the clouds, plans were being put in motion by the king to bring about a new era of tranquility to his people, the Vulpen, or winged foxes. The king sat in his royal study, in the company of only his most trusted friend, and went over the notes of his plan one last time.
"And we're agreed that this is to be a four year long process, yes?" The king asked his companion.
"Yes, we did previously agree on four years." The other Vulpen replied. "But I'm beginning to have second thoughts."
"Does four years not seem long enough, Aliqus?" The king asked. "Or is it too much?"