Mark of Eon ep.7Mark of EonMark of Eon ep.740 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
The true blade of a ninja
Aaron threw off his jacket and dashed towards the ninja. The two slung blades left and right, refusing to let the other win. The ninja lunged his blade at aaron's stomach but aaron spun around and tried to slice aaron. The ninja ducked and punched aaron through the gut. The ninja immediately countered it with a kick to the forehead. “hey man!” exclaimed the aaron as he and was struck. The ninja got a shuriken and threw it at aaron but aaron blocked it with his animated arm. He threw another one but it exploded and he was blown off the building. “AAAAAAAAhHH!” yelled aaron as he fell off the building. “Hmph that oughta teach him.” said the ninja as he started to walk off in the opposite direction, but as he made his way, aaron jumped back up in front of him with is animated arm formed into a cannon. The ninjas eyes got big as a cannon ball was launched to his chest. The ninja flew towards the
Cop in distressBeverly McKenzie, an Irish-American police officer, was known for making the most arrests in American history. That’s why her name got in the Guinness World Records as well. However, no one expected what happened to her in this story.Cop in distress3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
One particular day, Beverly got a call from HQPD: “You must investigate a possible burglary at the old warehouse, 5 blocks from where you are now.” “I’m on my way,” she responded. As soon as she got at the place, she got out of her car, checked her surroundings and carefully entered the building. Upon passing a few crates, Beverly was suddenly grabbed from behind. A couple of goons quickly gagged her with a thick white cloth and tied her arms, wrists, ankles and legs together with strong ropes. They then carried her to the middle of the room and tossed her on top of a matrass. “Boss…” the goons yelled, “…you can come out now.” Hearing this, a guy appeared. Of course, Beverly was shock
Kunoichi's Let It GoThe Osaka victory is celebrated tonightKunoichi's Let It Go5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Not a sorrow to be seen
A kingdom of Unification
And it looks like I'm the queen
These emotions are like wind howling like a swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep them in, heaven knows I tried
Don't let them in, don't let them see
Be the good Shinobi you always have to be
Conceal them, don't feel, don't let them know
Well, now they know
Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Let it show, let it show
Turn away and slam the door
I don't care what the master says
Let my heart go on
The rules never bothered me anyway
It's funny how some kindness melts a ninja's heart
And regardless of people say he and I, will never, ever part!
It's time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, no wrong, no rules for me
Let it go, let it go
I am one with the wind and sky
Let them show, let them show
You'll never see me cry
Here I stand and here I'll stay
Let the storm rage on...
My Love for My lord Yukimura flurries throug
Dream Series - 28 September 2014 “Your daughter needs to take care of those damned turkeys!” the neighbor shouted at my mother.Dream Series - 28 September 2014 5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was working on homework at the table. I’m only six years old, but I have a lot of stuff mum makes me do on the farm since dad leaves us all the time.
I slipped away from the table and past the neighbor. “Sorry,” I mumbled as I passed him.
Out in the sunlight, I smiled. I really don’t like being inside all the time. A young dog ran up to me, I call him Phantom. I got the name from one of my favorite cartoons and he disappears all the time. Sometimes I think he’s a ghost just like Danny Phantom.
Phantom bounced along beside me trying to help me get the turkeys back into their coop where thy belonged. Another neighbor was walking along the edge of our property. He lived on the other side of the trees where I liked to play. He waved hi
08.07.2014Bien le bonjour, Oh Voyageurs!08.07.20146 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Oui je vous entends. J'entends vos remarques fusantes, comme j'entends les quolibets moqueurs de la plèbe, vos regards désapprobateurs, je les reçoit, je les comprends : ils me peinent.
En effet, il fut naguère un temps où l'on prétendait vous présenter ici un véritable cabinet de l'esprit de l'homme. Où l'artiste se mêlait à la foule pour y déverser l'affreuseté inénarrable de sa psyché. Où par ce seul moyen, nous communiquions, vous et moi, pour nous grandir au milieu de cette fange cérébrale.
Et vous attendiez, avec grand soif, le flux de l'homme qui pense pour le dévorer. Vous pensiez tout cela sincère, évident, et comme éternel. La promesse d'une chose qui marche, et dont on fait partie.
Aujourd'hui, les ficelles lâches de cette imposture vous apparaissent, grossières, évidentes elles aussi. Et c'est autour de cette source trop
LIT COMMISSION 11: BeautifulVictoria’s feet pounded against the pavement as she made her way back home. Today had been rough. One of the bad days. She needed to blow off some steam and she refused to dump her mess on her girlfriend. A quick run through the park had been good. She felt like she’d outpaced her tension from the day.LIT COMMISSION 11: Beautiful6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
She came in sight of her apartment building. And the woman sitting on the steps. Victoria’s feet slowed and came to a halt at the bottom step. Tilting her head to the side, Jasmine smiled up at her with the corner of her mouth. “Wow,” she said in her low, smoky voice, raking her eyes over Victoria’s sweaty form. “You look good.”
Jasmine, on the other hand, looked small and tired. She had her legs pulled close to her chest and her arms wrapped around them though it was a warm night. She was thin, almost painfully so. Her light brown eyes were opened wide like they were pleading with Victoria to know.
To know what?
Swiping her dark bang out o
Healing.... She looked at him with teary eyes and red cheeksHealing....1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
-Why are you doing this to yourself? - She weeped out from her half-partened lips.
-Because I have no other way... - He muttered, his eyes never meeting her sad gaze.
-You're only going to keept destroying yourself... - She managed to cry out right before a tear streamed down her face. - It hurts me to see you like this. It kills me inside just knowing that you are destrying yourself on the inside.
-It's none of your concern, you know?
-It is of me concern right from the beggining! Right from the moment you said that you loved me. - She was now shouting at him, her heart cracking by each word she said. - It was my concern all along and you denied me the only thing that I am capable of doing: Caring for you. Why don't you let me take care of you?
-Because you'll get hurt as well... That's why. I don't want you to get involved in the matter.
-I've been involved in the matter for quite some ti
Pet life [Chapter 4]When Mikkel hadn't heard from Jelena on the seventh day after the surgery, he began to worry. He tried telling himself it was no big deal. Even Bjørn and Elias told him to chill out, but nothing was working. He just loved animals too much. Hybrids or no.Pet life [Chapter 4]2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
So naturally, he decided to visit his neighbor and remove the collar. It should be alright now, after all. So naturally, he walked right out the door, ignoring his chimera roommates telling him to calm down, and marched straight up to the Croatian household and opened the door. Why wasn't the door locked? Jelena never locked her door after getting the mail in the morning.
Besides, Mikkel had a spare key.
"Hey, guys! How are you doi-" Mikkel managed to say before his voice caught in his throat. The sight that met him was both cute, and hilarious.
Jelena had pulled out a table and two chairs on opposite sides. On the table stood a lamp, various manicure items in a small basket and a pillow in the middle with a towel over.
A Story of a Time Traveller 2, Part 1A Story of a Time Traveller 2 – Part 1A Story of a Time Traveller 2, Part 13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
sometime in the future
‘So you decided to leave the kindergarten and join the big boys?’
William Black, the director of the Special Departments of the Special Exploration Agency asked Sarah Peters this question. When crossing the heavy-protected gates, Sarah could see already, the world of SEA-SD was different. Her usual time travel agency was a workshop of historians and sociologists. This complex looked like a military centre.
‘Yes, Sir. Ms Morton gave me an opportunity to visit a place which is reserved for your special teams only.’
‘My grandfather kept talking about it.’
‘Is that all?’
Sarah didn’t give him an answer. She was sure, there was some untold mystery about the Kennedy assassination. They government didn’t tell us the truth, even after one hundred years. Or else why was this place and time locked up by and for the Special Departments?
XSociety: The Run (Vaporeon TF Request )The day was like no other for fifteen year old Mike Collins as he passively strolled down the shores of the whirl islands with his energetic eevee and zorua, Sally and Sammy, prancing in the sand.XSociety: The Run (Vaporeon TF Request )3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
He smiles with a sigh before stating to the foxes, “You two seem to be having the time of your lives.”
“Well that’s an interesting response,” he gave a small chuckle and petted his two companions, “maybe we should get more vacations looking how you two are.”
Mike gives a slow gaze over at the marvelous view of the ocean and sky kissing each other in the horizon and the puffy white clouds floating by.
“This is just perfect.”
Suddenly, he eyes caught someone running down the shores with great fear. That someone was a sixteen year old girl. She was about 5”5, the average size for a girl her age, and had long dark brown hair that faded into a blond color with dark brown eyes. She wore a red Sup
The Witch and The VultureThe sun was high in the sky, beating down on the dry, baked, desert.The Witch and The Vulture8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A girl with long, raven black, hair lay spread-eagled in the sun. She was dressed like a witch with her hat sitting beside her shoulder. There were three vultures hanging around her. The girl jolted upright and grabbed her hat .
“Oh, hello vultures, what are you doing?”
“Us? We were seeing if you were dead little witchling.”
“Well that is just rude, Mr. Vulture, I was only sleeping.”
The two extra vultures squawked and flew off, leaving the witch with the vulture she was talking to. The witchling stood up pulling her hat onto her head, in an effort to keep the sun off of her face.
“Do you have a name, Mr. Vulture?”
“No, witchling, Mr. Vulture will do just fine.”
“Okay, well, my name is Darla, and it’s very nice to meet you.”
“Witchling Darla, hmmm,” Squawk! “Perhaps you’d fancy a small game?”
Darla looked at the