Golden WinterGolden Winter1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
My name is Winter, I'm 14 years old and love art and biology. I have dark blonde hair and green eyes, but my eyes have a gold ring around my pupil, that grow bigger in the dark, but I would never guess that I was different in a way most people would never think of.
I was in art when I first saw him.
He was the new kid from a school that's not too far away, he had moved here for personal reason the principle had said. He was seated next to me
"Hi" I said hoping to make a new friend and all I got was a stare and I saw that he had deep ocean blue eyes but around his pupil was a gold ring like me. I was shocked and I made a sound I never thought possible and everyone laughed but he just looked at me with curiosity in his eyes. He had a cooper gol
Snakes (Part 3)With Shiro in his arms and his Kyoketsu shoge knife in his hands, Akimitsu started to walk of into the forest. Misaki quickly followed him. She looked up towards the sky and saw that the beautiful stars that looked like fireflies where slowly fading away. Misaki knew that dawn would not be far away. The blood on Shiro's neck and the blood on Akimitsu's Kyoketsu shoge knife, where almost dry. Akimitsu made sure that Misaki was following him. He know that as long has he was carrying Shiro, Misaki would follow. Misaki was a few steps behind Akimitsu.Snakes (Part 3)1 week ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Where are you taking him?" Misaki asked. She had stopped crying.
"Some where he can get help," Akimitsu replied.
"But how long will it take to get to this place?" Misaki asked grabbing Akimitsu arm.
Misaki let go of his arm. Akimitsu stopped and turned around. Misaki almost bumped into him. He smiled and his sapphire blue eyes glinted. The ends of his purple head band where blowing in a gentle breeze.
"It won't take long. Just a few mor
Snakes (Part 2)The snake launged at Shiro. Shiro dodged the snake but the snake turned and launged at him and dug its fangs into the left side of his neck. Shiro could feel the snakes venom going into his neck and into his vanes. He grabbed the snake with both hands and ripped it away from his neck. The snakes fangs ripped a huge chunk of skin from Shiros neck. Blood ran done the left side of his neck where the snakes fangs ripped his skin out. Blood was dripping from the snakes fangs.Snakes (Part 2)2 weeks ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"The taste of your blood is so delicious," the snake hissed, licking its fangs with its long slimy pink tongue.
Shiro placed his hand on the left side of his neck. He pulled his hand away and looked at his hand. It was covered in blood. Shiro started to hallucinate. He looked at the snake and it began to multiple. Shiro then started to sway. The snake stared at Shiro.
"Soon you will be dead and I will have a great meal," the snake hissed.
Even if I do die,
xXS-WXxxXS-WXx2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
As Star and Shadow walked through the cave Shadow asked many questions.
"Where do you live?"
"Me, I live under a 1,000 year old willow tree that's surrounded by oak trees and flowers. Where do you live Shadow? Where were you born?"
"I never really knew where I was born my mother and I were lone wolves, Mother would hunt, make our beds and scout the land around us all by herself, I was always worried for her. Sometimes we would find a pack of wolves and mother tried to join their pack most of the wolves we joined we left because they treated us badly, so we never had a permanent home. One day I remember mother going to ask a pack of wolves if we can join, but they were all males, so mother told me to wait for her to tell me to come ask she asked the pack of wolves circled her and she taped her paw three ti
MeetingIt’s night time. The moon is out but, it seems off. Like there’s something possessing it. As the moon goes behind a cloud lights turn on. Every colour you could imagine. It’s all there. As the moon comes out a song is played. A sad yet happy song. As the music continues the lights dim down showing where I am. A carnival. A carnival with every ride imaginable. Then the music stops and everything goes dark.Meeting4 months ago in Profiles More Like This
A cold wind blows yet it feels comforting. Snap. The sound comes from behind me. I turn. In front of me now is not what I would expect.
A boy who is my height. He seems my age too. Then the music starts up again but, this time it’s different. Same notes same key. Just it seems different. More alive.
The boy then walks away but as he walks it feels less and less comforting to stand there. Less safe. I wonder where this boy is going. So I follow.
When I catch up to him he picks up his pace. It’s like he’s leading my somewhere. I watch as stops.
WIP WRITING- Blessing"There is no such thing as 'there are only two types of people'. Everyone is different." The blonde-haired boy said as he stared off into the distance, his hair flowing like the wind.WIP WRITING- Blessing6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Then... who am I?"
That's when he turned to me and smiled. It was the warmest and kindest smile I have ever seen on someone.
"You're You, and that's a blessing."
TransformationMy eyes flickered open. It had been done.Transformation6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was now a hybrid, hopefully.
"Ah, good, you're awake. Would you like to know how it went?"
A man with blood red eyes and hair to match was looming over me. He had a slight accent, which made it a bit difficult to understand what he was saying- along with my brain feeling like fuzz and all. I slowly sat up and stared at him.
Woah, was that my voice? I sounded way deeper than I did last time. Was that normal? Ugh, this is weird. Now everytime I talk it'll sound like it's not me talking. The man chuckled.
"A bit surprised at your change of pitch, Sicarius?"
I must have made an odd face without even realising it. "Yeah, I am. The heck happened to my voice?"
"That's just one of the side-effects of being a hybrid. But don't worry- you only sound like that when you're in your demon form."
"I see," I rubbed my throat anxiously. It still felt weird. "Now: Am I a hybrid or a full demon, so-called God of Blood?"
The God of Bloo
TypicalMemories are strange things. Sometimes they stay with you for a long time, and sometimes they vanish in the blink of an eye. They confuse me. I’ve had many memories in my lifetime, most I don’t remember…Typical7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
…but there are some memories I’ll never be able to forget.
SICARIUS REMEMBERS: NUMBER SIX- Typical
Slam. Crash. Thud.
My body was being thrown around like a ragdoll. At this point I wouldn't usually feel hurt, since I believe I have high endurance, but this time… It's different.
He's way too strong for me, and I was stupid enough to not believe that.
With a thud, he threw me to the ground, leaving me gasping for air.
"Huh, not as strong as you think you are, eh, Sicarius?"
The man's voice was deep and menacing; like that of a monster you have nightmares about when you're a little child. Short, black hair curling in all directions and electric yellow eyes that could pierce right through you. I hadn't realised i
Forever BoundYou can probably say that I knew this was going to happen. I knew I was going to be eternally bound to him like this.Forever Bound7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
And yet… instead of running away, I accepted it.
I accepted him.
"You chose the wrong person to help, Mizuki,"
Those burning gold eyes pierced right through me, looking into my very soul. Green-tinged hair flowing in the night breeze. He had me pinned to a wall and I should have been struggling but... I didn't.
"Sacred Spirits of the Forest are known to be… obsessive."
Even as he said those words I knew he was expecting me to run away. To flee from him, because he was dangerous. I personally knew he was dangerous, after he nearly choked me to death.
And yet... I stayed perfectly still as he leant towards me.
To my surprise, I smiled.
"Then be as obsessive as you want."
Itsuki froze. For a moment he just stared at me and I nearly got lost in his eyes. Those eyes like a sunset…
"...No. You don't mean that. You're just saying that because y