Young Writers Society

This story is about Wren and Rannok, two characters of mine. It;s about him giving her flying lessons. It's sort of flirtatious and fun, and very funny. Appreciate reviews! Wren: ...

I start stories by charters first. Jenica and Kyle were two people I came up with a long time ago and I've put them in various stories to see what ...

First 2 pages of a short story I wrote not too long ago. Say what you like, all criticism welcome. I lick my bottom lip and taste blood and strawberries. ...

When the sun wakes up and climes across the earth with arms stretched out, rays extending in a celestial hug, it cries. When the day ceases to breathe and it ...

I sat on my throne just staring at her. She was absolutely stunning for a human. She was young with the All American blonde hair and blues eyes. She heart ...

Chapter 2 I got through the window and winced in pain. The blood had dripped coldly and slowly down my leg and into my tennis shoe and sock. “Violet! What ...

PREFACE I couldn’t remember my past, but something inside me knew that this boy was the key to my memories. Things were unraveling too fast, He was never going to ...

Seems the only way I can clear my head these days, Is to write it on a piece of paper. Because it's all the things that I can't say, But ...

KJR Your God hisses, splutters, like rain on hot tarmac, as it roves the 92 band. The White City cannot control it; its hymn has not tamed it. Mass may ...

To write… By: Quill With gentle fingers, and staining ink, Dwindling hours… Marked by the swing of the pendulum, The tolling of the clock The melting of the wax The ...

What you've all been waiting for! Part 3 coming soon (hopefully). *********************************************** The sun set and rose and set again, and Azula's obsession over her discovery degenera

If language and/or violence offends you, please read no further. This is part one of the prologue that I've written for a story; I'll be posting the next two parts ...

Excitement in your smile???what have we tonight? Another balloon, perhaps a song; and yes, darling, you???re doing it right. Just let the tune play ???til the tears are all gone. ...

NOTE: I have hardly any sense of rhythm, and this poem was not intended to be particularly rhythmic. It doesn't have a set meter, but the syllabic pattern is the ...

A door slams shut. Fear overcomes her. She tries to go to school. To make herself useful. All she gets is torment. Every night she waits, Until he comes and ...