Kiss In The Rain

Hello, Echo! You said to ignore the caps and the (...) so I did. And because of that...I have no idea how to edit your post! Isn't that awesome?! Okay, ...

Hmm, I do indeed like this. The plot line does seem a little typical, but if you add some good twists in the plot line, it could be very different. ...

Chapter 2 My very breath was frozen in my chest. She was it? She was what I was supposed to be fearing? She who was absolutely gorgeous? It couldn’t be ...

Ahh, wonderful chapter, as always. The first part made me laugh. :D. Do boys really do that? Compare armpit and chest hair with each other? I'm sure they do... it ...

Ahh, wonderfully vague. *giggles* Very nice job. I liked it a lot :D. I like your characters, and the whole reliving-the-crash-on-T.V. thing was pretty cool; like being taped in a ...

Hmm, I really don't know, KJ It made a lot of sense, really. (Rain check on the grammar, J.C.R, hon. ;)) It was very interesting. Like a Dream becoming Reality? ...

Oh, wow. This is truely remarkable. :). I'm excited for the next installment, if there is one, I mean. Which I'm sure there will be. But, anyhow, this was really ...

Hey, thanks for the review! :). I liked the ending, too. It's pretty cool. About the foreshadowing... I don't think water will have anything to do with it, but I'll ...

That’s it for today I think, though Dan. As he proceeded, to mop the sweat from his brow. He idly meandered his way back to the horse cart. Exhausted from ...

A soft breeze, cool and fragrant swept against her face. The pleasant sound of fabric nearby tussleling and flapping in the breeze. Spoiled by the offensive screech of a sea ...

My eyes snapped open and looked in terror at the person in front of me. A woman with red fiery hair crouched in front of me. "A woman with red, ...

Chapter 1 The aroma of burning leaves and fresh lake air was a constant backdrop of Stephanie Taylor’s summer vacations. With the promise of perfect-temperature, sunny days, her three months ...

Darkness, nothing, the world was empty except for a cool sinister slither. That trickled down from her forehead, which pounded angrily. This should be one sentence. If you wanted it ...

As I walked up the stairs, I thought of my father replacing our old creaky ones, with brand new steps. I was glad at the moment for that. My footsteps ...

He continued to pound my mother with punches, screaming out, “Why do you disobey me,” over and over again. After a few minutes of blows to the chest, arms, and ...