Call Of The Spirits
Chapter 15 My eyes widen in shock as a giant bruise started to form on Vivos' forehead, "Geeez, Fortis, you are like a little kid, too protective of his toys" Vivos said rubbing his head.
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Chapter 15 My eyes widen in shock as a giant bruise started to form on Vivos' forehead, "Geeez, Fortis, you are like a little kid, too protective of his toys" Vivos said rubbing his head.
"What are you doing here dad?", the soldier said in shock, then he went and took a seat next to his father on a rock. "I've come to bring you home son, I've come to hold your hand.
This is the second chapter of The Witness, the adventure story I'm writing. What do you mean you haven't read the first chapter. Go read it now.
I traced those bumpy lines across my arm in a zigzag motion, repetitively. One, two, three, four, five. I counted them along with the rate of my heartbeat.
chapter four Ginny When I got to the chariot, Harry was there waiting for me. He looked great. I mean, he didn't look much different, but in that red suit—Stop it. I thought.
Aphrodite ran. She pushed past the smallest DeathFae, perhaps it was a child, if these creatures were ever children. It gave her a nice cut across the arm.
Sometimes I'd wonder what it be like if they knew what I do when I'm "down in the dumps." I know that I'd be judged by some and hated by a few, even if I am working on pulling myself through.
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1. we love like traffic jams; boundless energy and nowhere to go with it except further together. sheets twist around our bodies as water runs round rocks, interlocked like tangled headphones.
Chapter Twelve Never Meant It Serena grabbed Millicent's arm. Millicent gasped as she was face to face with Serena. She saw her red eyes. She too terrified to scream. Serena twisted Millicent's...
#movement. Bend me twist me. Name me shape me. As long as you know. You won't escape me. Tall and flapping. Upturned collar. Can't be bought. With pound or dollar. I'll be there. Thru darkest night.
CHAPTER 2 - Strange Noises It was 7:49pm by the time we arrived at mount everest. The sky was getting darker and the stars would be appearing soon.
I put on some pink lipgloss and looked through my closet for a dress. I sighed as I held it against me and looked through the mirror. The light sparkly blue dress matched perfectly with my eyes.
I watch the world's chaos on cold stoney steps. You pass by and our eyes connect. I'm John Doe and you're a Juliet. Romeo holds a frail hand that he protects. Your observant stare has me hypnotized.
The young girl walked down the hallway with her mother on one side, and a boy of the same age on the other.
I let the wolf take over, her senses would be better to find the source of the scream. The forest zoomed past me as I sped towards the camp. I could smell blood.
I'd quit my search for Anusol in the supermarket aisles, And hobbled to a pharmacist’s to seek balm for my piles, But when they saw my sorry state it was straight to the GP, They’d phoned ahead to...
Chapter 4 : Second Chances He was finally inside Wurrinuns house. The excitement building inside of him. Although he was completely lost in Wurrinuns house.
When Rena awoke, she found that it was nearing the dawn of the next morning, and the chilly air ran across her fur as she got up from the chair.
The construction room buzzed into life, with a faint hum, rather like that of an insect, penetrating the thick, clean air.
After a night out me and my girlfriend went back to her house, where it was agreed I would be staying over.
My friend Dave and his wife depart early the next morning. They have a daughter to say good bye to, her job in the military has called her to war and a son to rescue from recession.
•As I walked through the dark streets, the wind chimes blew in the sharp breeze, playing their eerie, taunting song into the dark night. I heard a scream of fear and distress. It was Charlie.
“Thank you, London!” I shouted loudly into the mic, holding it tightly in my palm.