Of Vampires And Rockstars ch 2 by Seraph5, literature
Literature
Of Vampires And Rockstars ch 2
Chapter 2 - No Rest for the Broken, the Beaten and the DamnedGerard! Gerard! A beautiful woman in a long black and red dress was looking from room to room in a fluster asking guests and servants alike if theyd seen him Gerard! Has anyone seen Gerard or Mikey?No maam, not all day and not since night fall either one of the maids answered the woman. The maid was placing one of the many candles that were spread throughout the house on a nearby table.How are the candles coming the woman asked putting her hand on her forehead. The maid gave a titter.The candles are coming along just fine and will be ready on time just like Gerard. Yo...
Kida A successful hunt. Gona was purring happily to herself as she dragged the large caribou buck back towards the camp they had set up. Kida smirked at the tundra female, proud that for such a tiny pack, they had improved so well in their hunting skills already. Just months before they’d been starving, living off skinny squirrels, rabbits with more fat than meat and forced into begging for food from nearby tribes. Now though, she was alive and kicking, pelts and supplies bountiful. The sting of her exile just a distant memory. If she did her best to ignore that creeping darkness lingering just on the outskirts of her mind, she could almos...
Undesirable Associations by Celestialhost, literature
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Undesirable Associations
Kent, 1925 Heather stood silently before her adopted mother."The reason I have recalled you from your stay in London was this letter I have received from Mrs. Marston," explained Penelope."Mother, if it is about...""You will remain silent, child," snapped Penelope.Heather gritted her teeth. At the age of seventeen, she hated being addressed as child. Particularly as her adopted mother looked barely five years older than her."I thought it was explained clearly to you that during your stay with Mrs Marston you were to observe a clearly defined set of decorum. You were not to do anything that might embarrass either your hostess or myself," sa...
How many special people change?
How many lives are living strange? A bitter December breeze rakes its porcelain fingers through her hair as she races down the freeway. Salty drops trickle down the side of her wind-whipped face, but freeze before they come in contact with the angular jaw line. Her colour-drained lips, cracked and bleeding, tremble furiously in the harsh wind. Choking as the stark, frigid air swarms into her lungs, she absentmindedly tightens her grip on the handlebars resulting in a sudden burst of velocity. The motorcycle lets out a deep groan as it revs up, speeding alongside the white lines. Where were you while we were...
YOURS TRULY IN DIRT by nikhilparekhapoet, literature
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YOURS TRULY IN DIRT
Short stubs of sharp black hair,
Sprouting from skin pores of unshaven flesh,
Long hair with untrimmed side locks,
Bearing heaps of white dandruff powder,
Corn dried lips chapped at sides,
Nostrils emitting hardened mass of mucus,
Eardrums filled with coats of sordid yellow wax,
Streaks of dirt lining angular neck,
Pus cells activated in lower eye,
Broken eyebrows curled in disarray,
Uncut fingernails adhered to mud,
Armpits spreading undesirable stench,
White teeth pearls dulled to chocolate brown,
Scribbled writing on all quarters of palm,
Tightly fit bedraggled clothes,
With gaping holes in shirt and vest,
Ants gnawing at chunks of stuc...
Undesired chapter 2- Hellfire by Ryuuko-Revolution, literature
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Undesired chapter 2- Hellfire
Chapter 2 - Hellfire~The boy only of seven in age shivered in the corner as his bedroom door slammed open. His mother stood there there drunk as all hell staring at him with her gold heartless eyes. She walked closer to him and the boy got scared. The fuzzy outline of his mother was very unclear but terrifying to him. He stood and tried to stand his ground again trying to avoid whatever beating she had in store for him."Well well it seems your still not done cleaning." She said smiling evilly. She considered him being born a mistake that ruined her life. She was only thirty four and angry that this child was hers and no one wanted him not...
What I Learned at SRU -81- by Destiny-Smasher, literature
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What I Learned at SRU -81-
A/N: With the Legend of Korra finally on air and us meeting new characters and new themes - many of which are actually lining up with stuff I already planned for SRU (go figure) - expect to be seeing more Korra stuff referenced within SRU context, where appropriate. As in the past, I'm obviously taking artistic liberation with characters to suit the purposes of a modern-day setting in which they all can co-exist. With that in mind, some more side-characters will show up that have some kind of role to play in what I have planned. What I Learned at SRU Chapter 81 - Bend - Wednesday, March 23rd, 2011 - The lobby was desolate and depressin...
Appenzeller Sennenhund:Colours- Black-rust-white tricolor. Blaze down forehead and nose. Rust markings must be present on face, over eyes. Black may be dark brown.Temperament- Suspicious of strangers, lively, high spirited. Must be socialized as a puppy.Original use- Flock guardian, draft dog, general farm dog, guard dog, herderAKC Group- Not yet recognized, part of the Foundation Stock ServiceFaults: Too long body, unbalanced body, too fine bones, too coarse bones, very heavy head, very light head, round skull, too defined stop, muzzle too long, muzzle too short, muzzle too narrow, muzzle too pointed, nasal bridge not straight, lips too d...