A Shadowed Heart - Chapter 1Darkness. A void so absolute it was alive, its tortured heartbeat measured by the slow erratic splash of water echoing in the distance. Somewhere lost within its bowels a hand reached out in question, but finding only rough, damp stone, it jerked quickly away before tentatively reaching out again. Cautiously a woman slowly pulled herself up but the darkness was so all-encompassing that for a moment there was a feeling of vertigo as her senses struggled to find a reference point.A Shadowed Heart - Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She didn't know where she was or why she was there. But even as the questions formed, thought gave way to instinct and survival demanded she move. With one hand on the wall she inched her way toward the echoing water, her bare feet feeling out each hesitant step. In places the passage was so narrow the stones tore at her threadbare shift, but she pushed her way through and pressed on.
Thoughts, disorganized and scattered, swirled through her mind until one rose up to tear a scream from her throat. A name. What
Frankie - Chapter 1An erratic breeze blew the leather duster away from his legs before snapping it back again as Garon stood surveying the ally below from his vantage point at the roof's edge. Demons. A Wyvern leading six Brutes, huge manlike creatures capable of throwing a car as easily as most men threw a baseball. Apparently his sister was trying to send a message.Frankie - Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Most of them carried blades, but he knew their boar-like tusks were every bit as deadly as their daggers and in a fight they preferred to gore or crush their opponents rather than stab them. Standing among them, the Wyvern with his slight, sinewy frame looked almost childlike, his blue-black hair falling straight and long to his ankles where a sudden light gust caused it to undulate around his legs in an eerie pantomime of Garon's duster.
He toyed with the idea of fighting them with fangs and claws. The battle would be viscerally satisfying but impractical considering how many there were. He had to concede that this time it would be better
PromisesYou promised me that you would keep me safePromises6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
'You didn't keep that one'
You promised that you would always believe in me
'That was just a painful lie'
You promised me he would call
'He never did'
You promised me that you would always heal my wounds
'But you just kept reopening them'
You promised me that you would be there to wipe away my tears
'I had to wipe them away myself'
You promised me that you would never let anyone hurt me
'He hurt me for years & you never did a thing'
And you promised me that you would always keep these promises
'That was a promise just waiting to be broken'
Shattered PeaceThe Scenary Was BeautifulShattered Peace8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Silence Filled The Air
It Was Peaceful
It All Shattered Though
Burst Into Million Of Shards All Around Me
The Silence Shattered
Shards Piercing My Skin
I Felt Afraid & Unsure
My Eyes Stung, I Wanted To Cry
Tense Minutes Passed
Minutes Of Me Holding Back Tears
But My Faced Showed No Emotion
I Got Off
R+V: Confession and a Vampire: Reboot Ch. 1R+V: Confession and a Vampire: Reboot Ch. 12 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Rosario + Vampire "A Confession and a Vampire: Reboot"
Chapter 1: 'A Confession and a Vampire: Moka's side'
Author's Notes: Please read:
This is a complete 'reboot' of my ever-popular, original fan-fiction story 'A Confession and a Vampire' except it will be somewhat different. This will follow the events of the most recent manga chapters and contains major spoilers from season 2, chapter 65 and onward.
It also combines elements from my one-shot 'Moka's Strangest Day Ever' (co-written with my very good friend and beta reader, Shadowwolf08, from here on fan-fic) minus the part with Outer Moka, who is no longer around in the manga series; so it will definitely be different. Some events will be the same; otherwise it is a completely different story...kind of, LOL. ^_^
My other story is on hiatus right now as I have no idea what to write or how to wrap it up, so this story will have to hold you over, for the time being anyway. Sorry!
Don't worry – I will not abandon it. I still ha
Your New Nekoloid: New HampshireYour New Nekoloid: New Hampshire3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thank you for custom ordering from Neko Corp. Here is a list of instructions for caring for your new pet Nekoloid and with your new Nekoloid is a few things it might need.
Your New Hampshire Nekoloid comes with:
- One cat bed,
- One water dish
- One food dish
- A ladybug cat toy
- 3lbs of dry cat food
- 5 cans of wet cat food
- One collar
- A Scratching post
All Nekoloids are to be kept away from water to keep them functioning and regular grooming to avoid hair balls. Due to pet over populations, Nekoloids are spayed and nurtured before being shipped to you. Nekoloids also have all their shots, and are free of fleas, worms and completely healthy.
Wakening Your Nekoloid
To wake your New Hampshire Nekoloid is to place an ice cube on its nose and she will wake up happily. Also you can use a Catada to wake the kitten more gently.
What to feed your Nekoloid
You can feed your New Hampshire Nekoloid cat food, wet or d
Halloween MagicHundreds of knocks upon my doorHalloween Magic1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
in one night
it drives me insane!
To open and greet
these ugly little faces
each, requesting the same.
A ghost, a goblin,
a fairy, a ghoul
a devil, with horns and a fork;
a little guy in baggy clothes
his face, half covered with cork...
Bag upon bag
loaded with goodies
they rush from door to door.
the October of the night
to be replaced by more...
vampires, skeletons, trolls...
Noise and more noise
they take their claims
bearing us, their devilish souls...
But looking into
their sweet little faces
do we not really enjoy it?
My fellow adults
as much as we think
by the name of all madness
we'd like to destroy it?
For Halloween comes
but once a year.
And were we not young once, too?
We went through it all
the whole spooky bit,
when jacko-lanterns eyes
seemed to move...
Behind the flicker of a flame
that was touched by the night
which secretly left us 'all' in doubt...
No! Not a night that we dread
GoodbyeGoodbye6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Goodbye to those who tore me down
To those who called me names
To those who joined in
Or stood by & never said a thing
To those that said
"I bet your mom wishes you were never born."
Who made me cry day after day
Attempts too many to count
Who made me feel & believe that I was worthless
To those that ridiculed me
For simply being me
Goodbye to those people
Who, never & still don't matter
If only I realized it sooner.
Logging OffTonight,Logging Off8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the corners of heaven
and my longing
across the moonless night.
Tonight I will depart
from this existence
and like meteors
will leave a trail
of bittersweet moments.
I will be missing you
and I know
I always will.
For in the darkness
your smile was
My star whose light
than anything else.
And as my tears
I will brave
my greatest fear.
That before the strike
of sunlight's rays,
I will not lose my star
to my fear of loving her.
I will confess my feelings.
No matter what happens.
No matter what it takes.
I am in love with you.
And I know
I always will be.
The Oak TreeThe old oak tree stands tall. In the face of adversity as in the face of calm; all situations met as one.The Oak Tree5 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
Strive to be like it.
Your strength like unto a stilled breeze. Something everyone recognizes…even as they don’t know why they do; your kindness unshakable.
Though it is, so too should be your roots, planted firmly; you sway not like the willow in the breeze but hold strong, to everything that you are.
A man or child grabs hold of one of your branches; they both go away with the same sense… you will not be moved.
And they wish to be like you.
You are a haven for the sparrow, with his sweet song. Whom like you, is a survivor...Although the eye, can discern not a difference between song and struggle. It’s no wonder he makes his home with you.
You’ve seen the past and the present, the future awaits you; so much have you witnessed and heard. Yet through time, you held your peace; the decades bearing witness to your loyalty.
For this, your presenc
Blame it on loveHe set his heart on fireBlame it on love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and threw it far away
wiped a few drops of tears off his face
and drew a smile across his lips
no one warned him about crossing love,
he'd only had guidance for crossing a busy street.
He heard so many stories of passions
he thought himself immune,
but he fell so hard and knew
he'd never learned a dime.
So innocent and strong, he jumped right in
never thought he might lose the fight.
She was the one he thought to be true,
a new hope, a future and a promise of an i do
so many dreams after marriage,
of two kids, a white fence and a cozy home
they never thought they could drift apart.
But the days of longing and wait,
faded when they first cried
something broke that night,
and never ceased to crack
they looked over details
and clung to traits of the past.
Now he's in limbo,
not knowing which way to choose
Can't leave, can't move on and rejoin the show
no answers given, no ways to quick heal
only regrets he spilled his heart out,
GlassGlassGlass3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Trust is weak
It takes time to gain, and must be handled with care
The smallest mistake can beget a break
Some can ignore the fracture or try to repair,
Others cannot see past it
If the breach is ignored, but the trust still tacit,
The fissures can be multiplied
More cracks can form, and before it is ratified,
It is impossible to see past the ruptures
It only takes one more gash, and then it rends
The trust is broken into pieces, too many to number
Too unobtainable to mend
The reflections of what once was remain
But nothing can be done to make it the same
I Drew You a PictureMany years ago when I was small,I Drew You a Picture3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I drew a picture.
Mostly of scribles and blobs of color, but I wanted to give it to the Lord.
I was told you do nice things to people you love.
Drawing picture was one of the ways my five year old mind could think of.
Once I was done I had a problem,
how do I get the drawing to heaven?
Couple of crazy ideas came to mind,
Mailing it to his house,
But the mail truck can't fly.
Getting on an airplane and throw it out the window by heaven,
gravity would pull it down to the ground and then he couldn't read it.
Tie a balloon to it and send it up,
what if the balloon missed.
When I got old my ghost would grab it and give it to him,
Ghosts can't grab paper.
I finally got on my knees and prayed,
"I drew you a picture, I hope you can see it."
My desires or Allah's willMy desires or Allah's will 11 months ago in Profiles More Like This
We live in a world, where most of us are busy pleasing one another, while displeasing Allah. Have you ever wonder, if we chose only and only to fill our hearts with Allah’s divine love how often would any of us get sad, depressed, or end up self-harming ourselves. Well let me break it down to what exactly I mean above. You see, most us are surrounded by people, good or bad, always. And none of us the same and we can never be the same. We often get stuck in situation where we try our level best to ‘fit in’. Let it be school, collage, university, work place or anywhere for that matter. As I girl, a teenager, I always had issues with not being able to keep people longer in my life for some odd reason. They always left, and I would never get along with many. You must be wondering why?
Well, that’s because most of the time I was put up in a situation where I had to change my self completely to fit in. And I wasn’t ready to d
Secret Saturdays - Exotic Entree Pt IA series of torches mounted on walls of stone set aflame and bring light into a crypt of dark. Instrumental tunes chant out both bizarre and goth as a title fades in reading "Weird World". As the title fades out, a sudden eye blinding spark of light unleashes a blow of thick smoke. An incredibly pale figure, wearing a robe of grayish azure, stands out calmly from the vaporizing smolder and looks dead straight into the center with his sharp eyes of flax.Secret Saturdays - Exotic Entree Pt I3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Greetings and Bienvenue! I am your gracious host, V.V. Argost!", he presents himself.
"Are you sitting comfortably in your seats my dear Weird World watchers?"
Moving back gradually lies Zak Saturday within the soft confines of the living room sofa.
"Good. And are you loyal to senseless violence and gore?", Argost asks.
Zak watches V.V. Argost's Weird World on the big screen, as he enjoys the soft beverage in his hand.
"Even better", Argost smirks. "For tonight..."
Garrus ReflectsMy investigation into Saren included access to the personnel files of the entire Normandy crew, but even without reading her dossier I would have known who Shepard was the moment she walked into the Presidium. She was one of those rare individuals who wear authority like a second skin. It showed in the way she was aware of everything around her while at the same time focusing on her goal. In the way her squad followed behind her, falling naturally into their support roles. You respected her not because of her rank or because some regulation said you had to, but because the indefinable energy she radiated gave you no choice but to believe in her. And I soon came to learn first-hand the power of that silent synergy she formed with everyone around her.Garrus Reflects4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Now, sitting in her cabin, watching her sleep, I think back to those early days. All the things they said about me were true. I was idealistic, hot-headed, impulsive, definitely a shoot first ask questions later kind of guy. I hated injusti
Choices of the Heart: Garrus vs KaidanEntry 1Choices of the Heart: Garrus vs Kaidan4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The Normandy. Walking her decks for the first time two years ago sent chills up my spine. Good chills. Like the kind you get when you meet someone and know immediately that sooner or later you'll wake up in the same bed. Like the kind I got the first time I met Kaidan Alenko. Only with the Normandy, I knew it was love. With Kaidan, well, it's been two years.
You've asked me more than once to write down my memories, Miranda. Search for gaps. Not that I'd tell you if I found any. If you thought the project you poured yourself into for so long had turned out anything less than perfect, I've no doubt you'd take it as a personal affront. Might even try to go back in and correct the flaw.
Okay, bad joke. We may have gotten off to a shaky start but I've come to realize you care about things more deeply than you'll ever admit. And you helped save Garrus. So I owe you. And so I'll write.
Garrus. Now that brings back memories. The first time I saw him sta
MLP: Two-Face Part 1 - Ch. 1MLP: Two-Face Part 1 - Ch. 12 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
4 DAYS BEFORE THE CORONATION OF PRINCESS TWILIGHT SPARKLE
Rainbow Dash fully expected to see Fluttershy up and about by the time she came over to her cottage. The Ponyville animal caretaker was the guest of honor at the schoolhouse for a field trip. Nopony wanted to start it without her.
What Rainbow didn’t anticipate, however, was that only the upper half of the door—attached to its lower counterpart with a few locks—being opened at a pretty slow, snail-like pace. It gave out an eerie creak. She had more than enough time to move out of the way to avoid having her head whacked by the door.
She tried hard not to exhale impatiently. She knew that Fluttershy was usually nervous, but during her campaign for a new animal shelter in Ponyville? No way. She had put herself on the line for months on behalf of so many critters in need of a safe haven, run by ponies with the same gentle and caring demeanor that she had. After all, she couldn’t do all the work by her
Secret Saturdays - Exotic Entree Pt II"You're not seriously leaving us with a babysitter, are you???", Zak Saturday whines.Secret Saturdays - Exotic Entree Pt II3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The young Saturday and Gorilla-Cat follow Doc all the way through the hallway of the south-west wing of Saturday HQ and into the elevator. With the press of a button, the elevator starts taking the three Saturdays down to the hanger deck where Drew Saturday is waiting for them. Through one of the windows, Fiskerton catches a glimpse of the open ocean over the cliffs reflecting the moon's descending lights just before the elevator had taken the Saturdays below ground.
"Don't even try to argue out of this one Zak", the eldest Saturday challenges.
"For once, your mother and I want to have an anniversary where we don't have to worry about what will happen to the place while we're gone."
"But why a babysitter???", Zak continues.
"Think about it, it actually has the word baby in it!"
"Do you remember what happened the last time we left the two of you alone?"
The young Saturday an
-you have stars on your face-1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
but galaxies on your flesh
my beautiful planet
lost in space
too busy loving a moon
when a star only shined for you
you look like a nebula
but love me like pluto
i'm lost in the cosmos
trying to find a comet
Best FriendDo you know how many times you’ve hurt me,Best Friend3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never intending to, never noticing?
Do you know how many times you’ve pierced a dagger through my heart,
Completely oblivious to it?
Pain is the hardest coming from a friend.
What felt so natural to you
It pained me so deep.
Why do I feel as we are growing more and more apart
When you are walking right next to me?
Why do I feel like you’re slipping and I can’t hold you?
You have no idea how scared I am
That I will leave you behind
And that you will think I betrayed you.
You have no idea how many times I cried because of you,
Because you just don’t see, and I don’t know how to explain.
If you only knew how terribly scared I am,
That you won’t be there with me in the end.
But I do believe you know I will do everything I can
I will fight for you with all I’ve got
‘Cause you know that’s the only choice I have.