Forbidden Love Chapter TwoSapphire eyes left mako irises to look behind the dancer-like feline. Cat ears that peeked through long silky moonlight locks twitched a bit to the back before he turned around, retreating back to the door with a waltz-like grace, each step as light as though he was walking, or rather gliding, on the very air. A smirk nearly crawled its way onto the second oldest pale lips, Yazoo was definitely the more graceful brother. He heard the door click open, as well as a deep polite mumbling greeting. A swish of cloak and the famous vampire was in view of the blonde feline. Crimson orbs flickered from the spacey hallway in front of him to the ocean ones of Cloud.Forbidden Love Chapter Two7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Cloud, it is nice to see you again. the elder man said, bowing his head slightly, a small smile on his lips, which were barely seen from beneath his high cape collar. He knew, and could partly see, the dangerous weapons those luscious lips hid. Pearly white fangs adorned his mouth, visible when he smiled fully, which
The CorinthiansThe Corinthians5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I don't remember which of us started taking the bus first. It must have been the girl. Somehow she just didn't stand out to me at first. Preoccupied with becoming just another loser on the bus. Ever since I crashed the toyota I have been deathly afraid of driving myself. The car is fine, I am still broken. When I left the hospital and went ot see the damage to my car, I couldn't see how I could still be alive. The driver's seat had been impaled by a tree branch. But I'm alive somehow. Lucky me!"
"Why does this girl stand out all of a sudden? She's not beautiful, she doesn't speak to me...or anyone, from what I can tell. She looks like she would have a lot of body hair under that long out of style dress and plastic purple jacket. Disgusting. I pictured in my mind her panties over run with pubic hari like vines up a lattice. Her cup runneth over with dirty black hair. The man with the violin case walks in front of the bus again, and the driver slams on the brakes.
Forbidden Love Chaper OneAgitation, anger, annoyance. The emotions flickered through the silver haired werecat. Black combat boots were silenced by the maroon carpet. Two cat ears and a tail the same color as his mystifying locks adorned his nearly angelic child-like features. But those looks were marred by an angry scowl and narrowed cat irises that nearly glowed with a, eerie blue-green light. How DARE those damn vampires come into his older brother, Sephiroths, domain? He had only began to hunt for food, which was usually birds or rabbits, never including human, except for a certain bypassing rule And the birds he hunted never included chocobos, because of one of his brothers love for the creatures, giving in just to see his brother so at peace with the happy-go-lucky birds. It had been a small sacrifice that he had been willing to make.Forbidden Love Chaper One7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He was so involved with watching regular humans go by in a tall dark tree, when he had noticed a shadow flicker in front the corner of his eye. His sen
Forbidden Love Chapter ThreeSo I see you two have finally met face-to-face Reno, get off the kit. Both of the two blinked, looking over at the enigmatic man who seemed to have melted out of the shadows. His red cloak swirled silently around him via a small breeze that slipped into the alleyway. Crimson eyes met sapphire and mako green ones.Forbidden Love Chapter Three7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Vincent? the two asked, both suddenly looking back at each other with a suspicious gaze, each wondering how the opposite male knew him. Vincent Valentine shook his gaze, nearly amused as he noticed their position, as suggestive as it looked. A rare smirk tugged angrily at his lips, trying to force them into the position they should take, but to no avail.
Might you untangle yourself from that position? he suggested, though his tone was more like an order. The two finally came to realize how awkward the position would have seemed to anyone that happened to observe them. Their hot breath sensually caressing each others sensiti
Anita Blake Werewolf TermsAnita Blake Werewolf Terms6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Bolverk the enforcer of the Ulfric; carries out punishments and performs duties the Ulfric does not want to do or is not available to do.
Erato and Eros other wolves who help the new werewolves learn to control themselves and their physical form during sex, usually to prevent the change from human to wolf during orgasm.
Fenrir an official challenger to the Ulfric.
Freki and Geri the Ulfrics second and third in command.
Lupa the Ulfrics chosen mate; although the lupa need not fight for his/her position, the position for most dominant female (or male in case of male Lupas) is determined by conflict.
Freyja a lupa who declares herself independent of the Ulfric and challenges the Ulfric to reclaim her. Any male wolf wins her by having sex with her. They will do anything, including kill each other to claim her.
Munin spirits or memories of dead pack members; preser
forever is nowforever is now4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And you're standing there
Watching the sun go down
I wanna be everywhere
If I'm feeling you around
We just get blended by the light
Looking at each other so blessed
Loving and holding the one beside
Messing with our hair poorly-dressed
My heart beats as loud as a thunder
And I'm hoping you can't hear it
Suns last ray's rising and going under
Your holding my hand in the heat
To keep this moment in my heart
I do everything for additional time
But don't force me to go back and restart
Can't stand to see you're not mine
Love's no logical thing my dear
And every beat of our hearts confirm
That hurt is made of a soul's tear
But it also shows the way to return
Is this lonely way a real life vision
When you just mean so much
To me and my way and every decision
Awaiting your smile, awaiting your touch
Imagine a world without you
Would mean imagine no sun
If so there is no life for me too
I would rather be shooted by a gun
So lets hold hands and stand still
To let this glim
DoritaDorita5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The only time I ever saw the box was the only time I opened it. If I hadn't opened it maybe I would have seen it again.
I am your own worst enemy. I encourage you to destroy yourself and you just do what I tell you. Fat. Drunk. Stupid. It makes me stronger with every bad habit. If you quit me now, I will destroy you.
* * *
Dorita stood up and made the same mistake for the last time, which was thinking that their thoughts were about her. Her boyfriend thought it was funny when she took too many drugs. She stopped coming home the closer the months got to graduation day. she tried to hold a McJob but wasn't even together enough to make it work. She didn't love Bobby but being with him made her parents madder. The beatings hurt but they were the only thing in her life that were all about her. She stopped taking the pill.
Forbidden Love Chapter FourTwin blades were nearly drawn from their sheath, ready to collide with the lunging figures, but Vincent's golden gauntlet-clad hand closed over the kit's, stopping the sword from being drawn. His lips formed a small 'o' and whistled sharply, in which the massive figures skidded to a stop, sending dirt flying everywhere. Moonlight finally was able to bathe the creatures in her loving glow to reveal a surprising fact... They were hellhounds. Kadaj's lustrous eyes widened slightly, finding the three pairs of eyes on him still, cautious and not so friendly. But the fact that their master was protecting the newcomer, it was a sign that this new being was their ally, and thus, a good person.Forbidden Love Chapter Four7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hellhounds were such a rare species of demon dogs. There were only around three hundred of them in the world, but they were spread out so thin across the face of the planet that they were so rare seen and their numbers were dwindling. Females were such a rare occurrence in the breed, most of them born as
The HarpThe Harp3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pluck any of my strings
till you find one
that sings to you -
something dark throated
like the jewelled thrush
upon my sill.
Ponder its strange weight,
the terrible beauty
of its voice;
the way it winds inside you
and pulls you close
like skin shuttering out
And then let it resonate
taut and tight
against your ears -
each note a raw hope
that hides tomorrow
and keeps you running
from the light.
The WandererMy world dissolves into autumn,The Wanderer3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the shade and the fire draped about my throat
like so many jewels.
I met the mist as an old lover,
let the dew paint my lips
with the scent of harvest.
In a white memory, you are still walking away,
down that same road.
Your hair was shining like the fall.
Your shape in the fog beckons;
ghost or vision, I care not.
I lose myself.
Open The GatesOpen the gateOpen The Gates3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But enter at risk
If you lose
Then you won't be able to quit
Do not stray
You will get lost
If you do
Then you won't find the way
Open the gate
But enter at risk
I got lost
And now I wish I could quit
Running with Werewolves chp 10Please read the Artist's Comments for more detailsRunning with Werewolves chp 107 years ago in Erotic More Like This
On my own apocalypseOn my own apocalypse3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If silk could melt
to drip down arms and goosebumped legs
in scarlet rivers, serpentine,
it seems only right
that the sky should burn as well.
Like roses heaped upon a stage,
cloaked in tumultuous applause,
the end will fall in exultation.
Shall we stand upon the shore
and taste the salt upon our lips,
basking in the last breezes
before the Breaking?
These last days are a ball,
a promenade of bliss,
a eulogy of memory.
Shiva, ever the gentleman,
asks for one last dance.
Maybe, Just MaybeMaybe, Just Maybe3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why can't I be sad about this?
Not a single tear has flown
Am I emotionless?
Am I a monster?
Why can't I be sad about this
My mood seems to be the same
Am I heartless?
Am I empty?
Why can't I be sad about this
The others have their masks on
Why do I not need mine?
What have I become?
Or maybe, just maybe
I have grown used to the pain
Of losing someone who's close to me
Maybe, just maybe
My Heavily Caffeinated Heart 4My Heavily Caffeinated Heart 44 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My Heavily Caffeinated Heart
Macchiato Part 2
The coloured lights pulsed and reflected off every surface, every cocktail and every bottle showcased in the shelving behind the bar. The sweaty throng of dancers flocked together, twisting their bodies to the rhythmic shapes of the music in the humid air. They worshipped the DJ, elevated on his podium. They were his disciples and we would join in their cause.
"What do you reckon?" I raised my voice to ask Chris.
"Seems alright but I want a drink." He responded and turned to the bar
"Nah, no, no, get out there and scout the war zone. I'll get the drinks."
Chris raised his blonde eyebrows once, glanced towards the bar longingly and then finally spun on his heels and trudged towards the dance floor. I swaggered up to the bench, looking around at the other people eagerly awaiting service. I ordered two beers for Chris and myself. Turning abruptly, I accidentally knocked the arm of a dark haired guy who was carrying three drinks, causin
ReflectionReflection3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Cold and smooth is the surface of glass, but it doesn't have a color,
and it hides the naked truth unlike any other
You look so innocent in the truth, but it really, truly lies,
'cause the person that it sees right now hardly can comply
The glowing glass holds the image of you, but all it sees is perfection
you like to tease it is the truth, though it is only your reflection
Blinded by beauty is the mirror to only notice features
it compares you to the rest, lower than a creature
It can't see your pain inside, or understand your feelings
and you know as you move on, it's yourself you're slowly killing
You let out a cry of pain as you pound your fist into the glass
then you fall onto your knees and hope those feelings swiftly pass
The mirror breaks and is left confused as it lays there shattered
blood drips down your raw hand and your breathing slowly patterns
Now the mirror is just like you, it's broken and a mess
and you can't repair the pieces which are lower than they are les
Be a phoenixI want nothing moreBe a phoenix3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Than to be seen
For who I am
Are always telling me
Who to be
And who I am
I'll shout to the sky,
This isn't me
Only I can be me.
I'll be gone before you know
Who you think I am
Are always telling me
Who to be
And who I am
Hush be quiet
Listen for once,
To the real me
Don't fall to others
Stand on your own
You're torn to pieces
Are always telling me
Who to be
And who I am
Be a phoenix in the ground
Don't let them get you down
You are you
And no one, no one
Can ever tell you
Who you are
Show the people
Who you are.