Young Writers Society

This is a bit of older somethng that I pulled out recently and edited. So, review at will! And leave the description alone. Nice description... And yes, it drags on ...

I guess I should mention the title I'm using at the moment is just something of a makeweight, so I don't have to put untitled. I'll think of a title ...

A single ray of hope shines, an alabaster beam, copper chords of sunlight bathed in crimson rays of steam misty essences of sound tuned once upon a dream turns my ...

Iam going to not continue this story...i havent got any crit on it so i guess its so bad no one likes it.

Have you ever noticed how many questions little kids ask, im listing below the top 5 and im wondering if you could help me finish. #1. why is the sky ...

This is a taster of my most recent story. I cant think of a title, so...help! This is the REVISED VERSION of part I chapter I A red haze hung ...

Naturally, I'm open to any and all critisism. Note: Murkoon's language is somewhat coase, but I has to use it to express his character. That is him, and not me. ...

“That should do it.” I said aloud as I put the finishing touches on the last chapter of my new horror book. I had already written one book. It hadn’t ...

floating crimson lights burning angrily in the black, emitting tell tale wisps of swirling smoke that curl towards the sky, and finding the path blocked by crude cement, hang apathetically ...

I like how pink eyeshadow looks under flashing green lights and I like how it feels to be seen. Nothing has ever made me feel so Alive as strange, soft ...

Hey, this is my first story on here so don't be too harsh. Obviously I want creative criticism but I hope at least one person likes it. I am mainly ...

(Ok, here is the first chapter....what do you think?) "Miss Emily Taylor is sentenced to seven years transportation to Australia for stealing the following items: one bible, two skeins of ...

R RATED!!!! I have a secret. I have a secret and I'll share it with you. Some rights of passage are only worth the experience. This one though, this one ...

He darted to the edge of the tree line and watched the black carriage trundle along the lane. Surveying it quickly, he saw just the driver and no guards. However, ...

Yet another story from me.. PROLOGUEThe silhouette of the mistress stalked across one of the many corridors in the house. It was a time late in the night and the ...