The Dragon and The PhoenixThe small ladybug landed on her knee. She lowered her hand and it crawled up onto her finger, the ladybug moved around her hand for a moment, and then flew away as the quiet rustle of grass disturbed the silence.The Dragon and The Phoenix5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I'll be damned...
Well hello there Phoenix. The phoenix unfurled his wings bathing them in sunlight. The gold and flaming orange feathers glittered beautifully in the light.
Almost like rays of sunlight. She mused.
He tipped his head slightly, acknowledging her.
She turned her gaze back to the river, discreetly looking at him through the corner of her eyes.
Her gaze landed on his black ankle length boots trimmed with red. Neatly tucked into the boots were his pants and her eyes followed them up to where they abruptly cut off.
His black shirt began trimmed with red, and as she continued up she noted his belt stood out like a flame in the night, fiery orange in color dimming to a more gentle sun yellow towards the middle.
Niall James HoranHi! I'm seventeen years old, and I'm from Mullingar, Ireland. I'll be singing So Sick. 232677. These words, and that number changed my life. I'm just a guy who loves to eat and sing, right? But now, but now I'm living in London with four of my best friends. Its perfect! We're touring the world, living the dream. And once upon a time, I couldn't convince myself this was real. Things like this don't happen to a lad from Mullingar.Niall James Horan2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Now though, some things have come to light. I'm the shortest, second youngest, the Irish one, the only left handed one, the only one with a brother, the one who eats the most, and yeah the one with the least amount of fans. We have fans, good, real, humane fans. They tell me I'm beautiful and perfect. On good days I believe them. I say to myself, "Niall James Horan, look at what you have. Look at these 4 perfect boys, your brothers. Look at those girls. They love you, value you, and appreciate you. They have for the last two years, and they promise they a
Star Gazer - Part 1"Star Gazer?"Star Gazer - Part 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Of course! Star Gazer is the brand new game! It's popularity took over the game Second Life* the moment it started selling! All you need is a sleeping headset and an account! It's really easy!"
I looked at the man in front of me. I was in front of a technical store planning to buy the latest laptop. It was the hover type, and you can instantly command it to reproduce many screens at once so that you can go onto multiple places at once. The keyboard was a hologram, but when you typed at it it worked without any troubles. Perfect for easy carrying.
"I'm not interested," I said. I was planning to buy a computer, and that was it. I began to walk away to buy my computer.
"Wait! Your eyes! You're a Hyuuga, aren't you?" I looked back with my eyes. They were a steely white, with tints of silver and lavender, my pupils invisible. I forgot that they always told the public what my surname is.
"So what if I am?" I asked back, already knowing the answer.
"Well, Star Gazer was
The Demons That Haunt Us"You foolish boy." Snarled his voice. His dark, snakelike eyes glinted with malice. "How many people died because you? Because you were weak? You couldn't muster up the courage to kill me? Too late Harry. All your fault."The Demons That Haunt Us2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Harry paled, writhing and moaning, pleading. "No, no NO!" He shouted, sobbing. "Please. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please. Make it stop." One by one, they appeared before him. Sirius, Remus, Tonks, Fred, his Parents, Dumbledore, and Snape. They circled around him, tauntingly. "You let us die Harry. It's your fault. You were too weak, too late. You did this Harry. YOU."
He sobbed louder. Suddenly a face appeared before him. "Draco!" he cried clutching at the hay figure. Draco gazed back, mouth curled in a sneer. "What do you want?" Harry's face fell. "Dray?" he questioned hesitantly. "Don't call me that." Snapped Draco. "Get away from me."
"No" Harry moaned. "No, please, no oh no. Please Drake. I love you."
"So?" came the cold reply. "Why should I care? You're in
Thicker than Blood Chapter 4"Inu!" Neji yelled as he tore into the flames trying to find Tenten. He bit his tongue to keep from using her real name in a panic. It didn't matter how many times it happened, when one of his teammates was in trouble, it was hard to remember to use the name of their mask instead of their real one.Thicker than Blood Chapter 45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lee was having the same problem and Neji heard him cut himself off when he started to say her name out loud.
"Do you see her?!" Lee yelled over the roaring fire.
"No. Keep looking!" Neji headed deeper into the fire where he'd seen Tenten thrown. The further he went, the more flames licked at his skin, snatched at his hair and he felt as if he were melting. That didn't stop him though. If anything it made him go faster to try and spare Tenten from this. Sweat coated his face and he could hear trees crackling all around him as the fire rose. For them to already be breaking apart the trees, the heat must have been worse than he thought.
Heat wasn't the only problem though. Smoke billowed around
Castiel and The Leviathan 2Thrills shot through Castiel making him shudder. He wasn't sure how long it had been since the leviathan had vanished from sight. He was no longer completely connected to his vessel, which made it difficult to judge elements like time and location. However strange waves of cruel glee had been vibrating through him for what seemed like hours. Castiel wondered what horrible wrath the creature was visiting upon the world outside Jimmy.Castiel and The Leviathan 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Once he was sure he was alone Castiel had begun to try taking hold of his vessel again. Every time he lifted his hands and reached for the threads of Jimmy's nervous system he grasped at goo. Everything was slick as if smeared with oil. Before long he let his arms sink back into the water and ground his teeth in frustration. Not for the first time his mind filled with memories. He could feel Dean's strong hands lifting him to his feet when he could not will his legs to do so. He could hear the waver in Bobby's voice when he spoke. He could feel Sam crumble
CanadaxReaderFast forward: Part oneCanadaxReaderCanadaxReaderFast forward: Part one1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fast forward: Part one
You glared at the text book in front of you, rubbing your tired eyes. Why was learning history so hard sometimes? It was like the authors wanted you to die of boredom before you got past the first chapter. And of course, the subject you had picked was the worst of any type of history.
Revolutions. Sure they were necessary in some ways, but seriously, there was only so much one person could read before they found themselves drooling on the book, fast asleep.
You rubbed your eyes again as the words blurred on the page. Glancing at your watch you cursed. Five minutes until the public library closed. Getting up, you stretched and sighed. Putting the books back, you walked past the head librarian and outside.
A cold wind whipped through the air, messing your hair and making your shiver. Why was is so windy on a spring day? You blinked and stopped in your tracks, turning in a slow circle.
There was no one on the stre
CanadaxReaderFast Forward: Part twoCanadaxReaderCanadaxReaderFast Forward: Part two1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fast Forward: Part two
Moments after you had agreed to help, you found yourself being escorted to a large black vehicle. Matthew grabbed you about the waist, lifting you in. You blushed and watched as he and the others clambered in.
"Buckle up." He pointed to the seats lining to interior of the vehicle. You sat down in one and pulled the seat belt on. It was on of those kinds that buckled in an X across the chest. The other four also sat in the back, strapping themselves in.
Matthew entered the cockpit, sliding the door shut behind him.
Silence fell in the cabin. you stared at your hands, trying to ignore the fact that the other men were staring at you.
"So um.... What else have the Vargas brothers done?"
They all flinched when you spoke, then relaxed. Geez, it was like talking to skittish cats.
"Vell, zere's me." The albino spoke up, grinning cockily. You stared at him, waiting for him to elaborate. His smile faltered, then v
I promise I won't let anybody hurt youHe heard the sound of crying, that was all he needed to hear. Edward jumped up from his bed where he had been reading and ran over to the open window, the book he was reading dropped to the ground. He leaned out of the window and saw Alphonse on the ground crying, and in front of him stood 3 bullies from a town a little ways away. He could hear little snippets of what they said, taunting him about Hoenhime leaving, about Ed, and about Winry.I promise I won't let anybody hurt you2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Edward didn't need to hear any more than those little snippits, he knew that those people had hurt his little brother and he wouldn't let them get away with it. He tore down the stairs, and was about to go outside when he stopped and saw Winry's wrench sitting on the table. Trisha had offered to clean it for her, the wrench itself was fairly large and heavy. He grabbed it and picked it up.
Ed ran outside with the wrench in his hand, glaring at the three. "Leave my brother alone." he demanded.
The one in the middle, the leader turned and smirked. "L
GermanyXReader Take a chance on the dance Part 1 (Name) was so tired from the week. There was so much to do and no time. She had to complete homework, go to her part-time job, handle bills and rent....and that was only her top priorities.GermanyXReader Take a chance on the dance Part 11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Being a freshman in college wasn't the easiest thing.
Pulling out her phone, she checked her to-do-list:
Ugh. She hadn't done her groceries. Let me just check the fridge and if I don't need anything, I won't go out. She thought.
The girl went over to her fridge and pulled it open. Her (e/c) eyes scanned the fridge.
It was empty.
She had said the same thing last week and had been eating leftovers of whatever she could find a
Chapter 1: The files keep on comingChapter 1: The files keep on comingChapter 1: The files keep on coming5 months ago in Horror More Like This
Rain was hitting the roof tops of the Police station with thunder and lighting soon to follow with a loud booming sound with a flash of light to fill up the room with a bright white light. Rubbing his temples Moss….well Detective Moss.
Tonight as the rain fell down hard with pitter patters, the one lamp on his desk giving a little glow, Moss was alone…he usually was. He wasn’t one to work with others, a lone wolf if you will. He was well known for getting the job done. So why was here so late? Why was he so annoyed?!
“Where the hell are all of these coming from!? First a killing from …from a boy who doesn’t really live. Then a killer who made X’s with the blood of the ones he kills? Whats next? A killer who loves chocolate?” Detective Moss threw the file on his desk with a loud slap,
“This doesn’t add up, not one bit! Who reports killings of people wh
TomboyShe should have seen it coming.Tomboy2 years ago in Romance More Like This
In all honesty, she kind of figured it would happen. But still, always being the optimistic one, there was a smidgen of hope inside of her that just simply would never go away, no matter how hard she tried to repress it. So, after finally admitting defeat against the bubbling feeling, she allowed herself to let it grow.
What a mistake.
Of course he wouldn't feel that way about her. She wasn't a normal girl. She wasn't the dainty, pretty little thing that young women are supposed to be. She was an unusually strong, reckless, dirt-in-her-skirt, type of girl. One of the boys. And apparently that's all she'll ever be. Becoming a frilly girly-girl was something she had never allowed herself to be. In fact, the only girly thoughts had been about her crush on him. She was right to have never gotten to girly. Her current situation proved how m
~:Vampire!PrussiaxReader: My Friend's a Vampire:~Finally, the month of June had finally arrived. School was out for the holiday and that meant it was time for a little fun in the sun. Stress had taken over your life for the past 10 months. Homework, constant drama, and waking up early to attend a place you loathed was enough to make anyone stressed out. Now, the next three months belonged to you. 'Freedom, freedom, and more freedom' ran through your head. You had a good feeling that this summer was to be the best of all summers. But, little did you know, that this was also the summer you found out you were going to die.~:Vampire!PrussiaxReader: My Friend's a Vampire:~2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It all started on the morning of June 10th, the official first day of Summer Vacation. The morning sunlight poured into your bedroom, hitting the mirror on your vanity and reflecting directly onto your face. Your nose wrinkled in distaste and you attempted to shoo the sunlight away. Much to your dismay, it did not go away. You wanted to keep your eyes shut for just a few minutes longer, but your body seemed to have a
Impact Theory"What do you want to be when you grow up?"Impact Theory2 years ago in Horror More Like This
It's a question Welknan schoolteachers ask their students every year, from the day the children enter school to the day the young adults leave. Answers are carefully catalogued and presented to the students at their graduation ceremony in a beautifully decorated scrapbook made by the teacher of each student, added to each year, growing with the child.
It's arguably a silly tradition, and perhaps even morbid to remind the adults of failed childhood dreams, but it's meant to inspire and the children love it, and it's something to do anyway.
Some kids stick to plain, safe answers- tailor, construction, banker, teacher, doctor. Others get imaginative- artist, musician, architect. Others still are painfully practical- shop assistant, office worker. Once in a while, a few are philosophical- "me" and "good" are common.
Rosalin is invariably of the plain variety, not because she isn't imaginative, practical, or philosophical (she is, at times), but be
S for Sin"Forgive me father, for I have sinned."S for Sin4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What is it that you have done, my child?"
"I am madly in love."
"The Lord told us to love, child."
"I am in love with a man."
"I know what the Bible says, Father, all too well. I have tried comparing it to other sins, but I know that's the wrong way."
"Give me an example of these comparisons."
"I think, thought, that it was worse to kill a man than to love one."
"And maybe because I am not hurting anyone by loving him that I am not sinning."
"You have thought this over many times, haven't you?"
"This man, does he return you affection?"
"Yes. We are lovers."
"Are you as clever as you sound?"
"Kurt, listen to me and listen well. The Bible is a book that speaks to us about morals and the way to lead a good life. However, it is also contains rules that are there to prohibit any Greek or Roman customs. Men lying with men were one of those. You know this, don't you?"
"There are rules in here stating tha
A Spot of LuckSeverus thought that he had arrived early for the Advanced Potions class, only to find that two of the tables had already filled with Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. He found a seat at an empty table and surveyed the room. Not many students qualified to take N.E.W.T. level potions. He was one of the chosen few who had continued to this level with Professor Slughorn's endorsement.A Spot of Luck2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You're a natural at potions, Severus!" his Head of House exclaimed as he reviewed his O.W.L. results and approved his sixth year schedule. "You and Miss Evans were among only four students who achieved an Outstanding on their Potions O.W.L.!"
The mention of Lily's name had made him feel ill. It had been right after their O.W.L. exams that the worst incident of his life had happened. In a moment of rage and shame he had called her a terrible, disgusting name. A name that was now finding more frequent usage among Slytherin students but which was still anathema to the majority of the Hogwarts pupils. Lily ha
The 124th Hunger Games Ch. 1 I wake up like every morning and put on my brown boots and jacket. Usually on this day kids get to sleep in and I could too if I wanted to. I don't though because my family needs food and if I get picked today they'll starve. I would never let that happen. I begin to walk out the door when I hear a small voice behind me say "Where are you going?". I already know who the voice belongs to but turn around anyway to see my four year old sister Kate. I bend down on one knee and kiss her forehead. " I'll be back soon, okay? Now go back to bed.." She nods. "Remember It's the reaping today." I can see tears swell up in her eyes. "It's okay, you can't get picked." I assure her. "Yeah, b-but you can." Her face just breaks my heart, she is so innocent but she has to live with this terrible world. I nod and tell her I won't before telling her to go back to bed again. I hear her whisper I love you as she walks back to her room.The 124th Hunger Games Ch. 12 years ago in Horror More Like This
'I'll never let you go' Chapter 1Clove'I'll never let you go' Chapter 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
If you're reading this, congratulations. It means that you've overlooked the stereotypical 'Careers' the Fire Girl made us out to be in her book and are curious to find out more about us. Me and Cato, that is. You see, when you watch the Games you only get one side of the story. You see the story the Gamemakers write, the story they dictate. And when you've read the books, you only get Fire Girl's perspective on it, which, let's be honest, is a little biased. So, Cato and I are going to tell you our story, our way, our Games. But to start with, we'll have to take you to District 2.
Cato says I can tell about our childhoods. I suppose for him there's not much to tell. He's the eldest child of Darien and Eliza Burgh who were pretty well off; Darien being the youngest son of a previous Victor. He worked in a munitions factory as a supervisor, while Eliza stayed home with the children. There were three, all boys, Cato, Aiden and Saul, with two years between each respectfully. Darien
Blood on Your Face.Sixty seconds. For me, it feels like a lifetime. Too long, much too long. For others, it probably feels like the shortest sixty seconds they've ever experienced. But they're the ones that will die. Killed by myself, or any of the others. I smile to myself. I've trained my whole entire life for this. Volunteered for it, safe in the knowledge that I'd be coming back home. I know I can win. I'll end up killing the others in their sleep. Glimmer I'll enjoy killing. But Cato and Marvel won't be as easy. Cato, because he's from my District. Marvel, because he's generally nice. At least to me. I think of his reassuring smile that he gave me at the interviews.Blood on Your Face.2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Thirty seconds. I glance around. I see scared, trembling faces. I smile again. There's something exciting about the fact that you will kill a good number of these people. There might have been a time when I would have recoiled from this event, recoiled from killing, but now I embrace it.
Fifteen seconds. I make a me
Damon's KissDamon lounged against an enormous white pine tree, fiddling with the bulky silver ring on his middle finger. He looked down below the branch he was standing on at the rabbit scurrying through the underbrush. Being twelve feet in the air, he could see all sorts of life in the forest that one didn't normally see. Of course, his enhanced vision helped. He raised a hand to touch his lips lightly as a way to invoke the memory of barely a few minutes before. A slight smile raised the right corner of his mouth into what was almost a smirk.Damon's Kiss4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He had closed the distance between them swiftly to lay a gentle kiss on her cheek, more out of gratitude than anything else. But as his lips lingered for just a second, he heard her intake of breath. He pulled back, his hearing also picking up her heartbeat, which had sped up considerably. His brow furrowed, and he looked from one shining eye to the other, instinct
Let the Games Begin...Let the Games Begin...2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"So, Cato, tell me more about yourself." Glimmer slides closer to my district mate and strokes his hand gently, her green eyes blinking away at him. Cato just grins sheepishly and begins to talk about random things. How dare she even speak to him?! I am his teammate who does she think she is?! My hand clenches into a hard fist and I can feel my nails sink into my palm. I don't care if I bleed, even though I highly doubt that. Weapons are crashing together in the background, people talking. The training center appears calmer than I imagined it would be, but I am begging for all of the noise to mix in so I don't have to listen to their conversation. And yet it seems that my mind is completely focused on their conversation. This is called the training center, not the flirting center!
Glimmer laughs loud enough for me to hear and clench my teeth. I am so angry I feel like I'm boiling. Once she is done laughing at something pointless, she flips her golden hai
Lift Me UpClove walked up the stairs of the basement, trying to balance the stacked boxes of ornaments she held precariously in her hands. Cato was out buying something at the store, and he'd promised her that when he got back, he'd help them decorate their Christmas tree.Lift Me Up2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was their first Christmas after winning the games. Clove still had nightmares of screaming mutts and the haunted faces of dead children. Suprisingly, the one her nightmares most frequented around was Katniss. The fact that she could have, should have gotten out of the arena alive, haunted Clove. She never thought once when she was training for the games that she would hate herself for months on end after winning because she felt so damn guilty.
But Cato had been there to comfort her when she woke up screaming. The kisses they'd shared late on in the arena had been different, they'd been for a show. After all, the rule change hadn't just been for Katniss and Peeta. Soon, they were a real couple, not a Capitol ma
Annie Cresta's Games - 6Annie POVAnnie Cresta's Games - 62 years ago in Romance More Like This
I drag my feet to my room as tears fall from my eyes. I crawl under my covers and stare at the blank, white ceiling. I can't believe it's the same day I was head over heals for Finnick, the day I got chosen for the Hunger Games, and the same day I only thought of Lazarus as just another friend.
I let the tears cascade down my face. I don't know what I'm going to do about Lazarus and Finnick. I mean, I love them both, but who can't I live without?
I close my eyes and cry myself to sleep, each side of my heart pulling different directions.
I wake up the next day holding onto my covers for dear life. My knuckles are clammy and white and I'm scrunched into a ball. My back and neck are sweating and my hair is strewn around me like it's floating on water. I look around. It's the same car as last night. I'm wearing the same black silk nightgown as yesterday.
I sit up and walk over to the bathroom. I look like death itself. Large black bags have formed under my eyes. My hair is every