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This is in the right topic area if you're wondering. The fantasy parts comes toward the middle not the beginning so yeah. I have a loose idea about what I ...

Hey there. I was trying out something new, I haven't even edited it yet, and I really need help with it. One of my first attempts at a short story. ...

This is my first non-fanfiction I'm currently working on. I've never delved with original characters before or even introduce them at the least on a story, and I'm just hoping ...

She has her head against the wall her hands dropped onto the floor as though they were out of powerand her body nonchalantly put all its weight towards the groundThe ...

I have decided to rewrite this, so hang on!

I wear a fake smile,surely fools you. I can't mend this broken heart you left.You killed me,killed me to death.I can't think.I can't breathe.I'm suffering of pain and life has ...

Hey ya'll, just wrote this when I came home from school. Any critique is much appreciated. I'm guessing that you're going to say its disorganized and hard to follow.. but ...

Chapter VI - AttackedCela shivered in the cold night air. It was their fifth night sleeping under the wide open sky, but Cela just couldn't get used to it. It ...

YaaaY! Chapter two! I know this part is a little boring and long, but it gives alot of huge hints about the plotline and develops Elai alot!! Please review and ...

A hope. A wishMind taking flightHorror. Lovedreams show you delightYet with a flick of the eyes It all dissapearsAs the reality sinks in You burst into tearsIt all felt so ...

Preface: I stood up and walked to the door. I was standing alone. All alone. I touched the knob and felt it's cool metal against my smooth hand. I took ...

For brooke9000. Still a little rough. Brennan woke up in silent agony. The strong nausea pinned him to his bed as effectively as any wrestler, and terror dulled his wits ...

Jo sat on the deck, her feet propped up against a barrel. They had docked the Goddess just off the coast of Cuba, careful to use the craggy outcroppings as ...

“Olivia.” His voice cracked like a whip and Olivia flinched at its sternness. So much for avoiding that confrontation, she thought as she swung around to face him. “Father, you ...

An Ode to ChildhoodShe dances behind her mother,twirling through the grocery store,as she gives pet names to the vegetables,enclosed in her imaginary setting. But the seven-year-old cannot imaginethe