Howling Mad pt.0Prologue: A different Little Red Riding HoodHowling Mad pt.03 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I'm so happy you were able to come over." Hearing her voice, as happy as it was, caused Crona's blush to grow. Of course, it had been apparent before but now it was just blatant. "Y-yeah. Thanks for having me come over." He muttered a reply, not at all used to how close he was to Maka.
Just earlier that day, Maka had asked if Crona wanted to come over for the night- after all it would have been better than where he was living now; still in the overnight Shibusen rooms. To tell the truth, it was more like Maka wanted to spend more time with him.
Ever since the Kishin had been defeated, Crona found that Maka had more time to focus on the other things in her life. Things like friendships, he guessed. And what better than them spending a night together.
Though it was getting late His eyes glanced at the clock on the wall. And he was feeling a bit uncomfortable. He quickly shook his head. No, he couldn't be uncomfortable around Mak
Howling Mad pt.1Chapter 1: A curious breakfastHowling Mad pt.13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You know that feeling when you just feel full of energy and ready to do anything? That is just how Crona felt that morning after waking up, much to his surprise as he knew he hadn't had a peaceful sleep the night before.
But for some reason or anything, Crona felt amazing. He wasn't tired at all; restlessness filling his body making him want to do nothing more than to hurry up and start the day.
Since he hadn't gone back to his room the other night, he still had the same robe he was wearing the other day. It still had a few tears in it from his battle against the Pre-Kishin, including the large holes in the arm sleeve. He stared at for a few seconds before turning his attention elsewhere.
Maybe he would be able to change it when he got to Shibusen? He nodded to himself. It sounded like a good plan, but that just meant that he had to get to Shibusen before school started. It depended on what his companions wanted though.
And speaking of his companio
Did You Know My Blood Is Blacklight? PrologueVandenburg Air Force Base, 1976Did You Know My Blood Is Blacklight? Prologue4 years ago in Romance More Like This
A man wearing a white labcoat wrote on a clipboard and looked into a large empty room made of what looked like glass, of which the only occupant was a thin pale boy wearing white medical scrubs, tightly holding his knees to his chest. The strangest thing about this boy was his rather short orchid colored hair, with several long, large clumps sticking out in several places in the back, unevenly straight-cut bangs ending above his eyes, and three long pieces of hair extending from his bangs hanging over the sides and middle of his face.
The room itself resembled a large octahedron made from a hard glass-like substance, hanging from the ceiling with wires. The only piece of furniture in the room, if it even could be called furniture, was a metal operating table with metal cuffs where user's wrists and ankles were supposed to be. The perimeter of the room was surrounded by catwalks, currently occupied by a scientist and several armed men wearing black form-f
How The Grigori FellThe sun descended in the distance, creating a beautiful mix of shades of black, blue and orange. The camera operator walked beside a lonely road, the sounds of grass and leaves crunching beneath his feet breaking the eerie silence. After a few minutes of this, the camera was set down on a thin tall tree stump, facing the descending sun, and a tall and very slender young man with a somewhat feminine figure walked out into the camera's view, and looked at the sun. He turned backwards to the camera, and the screen went black. Groups of white text began appearing across the void screen.How The Grigori Fell3 years ago in Horror More Like This
My name is Lukas.
This is the first entry in a video diary documenting my fall into madness.
If you are watching this...then it's already happened.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry...
"-An-And I keep seeing this...person, guy, I don't know what he is. H-he looks like me, he has, sort of, my body
CotWP--3 Trouble UprisingJaxon yawned as he stepped from the den, his eyes were still a bit heavy and he cracked his neck. Sitting down by a tree and scratching his neck with his foot, kicking the collare all around in a circle.CotWP--3 Trouble Uprising4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Essence paused eating as she looked at the other wolves around her. She thought back suddenly to Jaxon whom they had left in the den. "We should being some back to him," she said remembering his limp from earlier.
Dakota glanced at the golden wolf and nodded, "It would be best, after all. He did invite us into his home, it's the least we can do." Blythe nodded his agreement, his mouth full at the moment.
Jaxon yawned again looking around, "were did everyone go?" He asked himself. sniffing the air and catching wind.
Tearing off a leg from the kill, hearing it snap and rip, Essence held the piece of flesh tightly in her jaws as she padded in the direction to Jaxon. She paused, her scent of smell becoming confused and glanced back at Dakota and Blythe. How embarrassing...
Dakota padded to
INTRO-The howl echoed through the night, bloodchilling and eerie. However, it was more than just a simple hunting howl or a summoning, it was the signal. The signal to get ready to attack. I immediately weaved my way through the wolves around me, who were bristling with anticipation. Spotting the wolf i was looking for, I rushed to the Alpha's side in my place of the Beta, growling and hissing in preperation. Adrenaline pumped through my veins, giving me strength to make up for my petite form. I had to look up to any wolf i would be fighting, but that was to my advantage. I could run faster than any other animal I knew, and my reflexes were excellent.INTRO-5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Not long now before my fear kicked in, mixing with the blood lust. I welcomed the feel of my eyes changing colour slowly, the feeling of all the pieces of thread that tied me to well being ME being cut like teeth through fur. I was filled with unbearable temptation, the temptation to sink my teeth into what ever was nearest, but th
Cyndaquil HaikuCyndaquill so cuteCyndaquil Haiku3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
sweet and shy but also has
a fiery side!