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Daywalker and Darkman were musing over lunch Bacon sarnies I believe, rind with extra crunch I believe, said Darkman slowly, that if you left the light The world would be a better place, everlasting...
PART 5 On the fifth ring, Stewart’s dad answered. “Please tell me you have the blueprint.” He looked down at the painting in the footwell. “I have the blueprint, we’re safe Dad.
Name: Imogen Reed Hair Colour: Blondy-Brown Eye Colour: Deep Green D.O.B: 24•12•93 Age: 19 Nationality: British/Irish Style: Jeans & T-Shirt Fave Food: Sushi Fave Colour: Black Bed: Queen-sized Wall...
Chaptor 11: Amy's POV: "Is he awake yet?" (Me) "No, Im sorry, Hun." (Teresa) Trey went into a coma after I left. Its been three days.
There was a 25 year old who thought she had everything she wanted, but she didn't, she needed somebody to love. She soon met a handsome young, healthy, rich man who loved her more than anything ever.
Walking around town and I see you there. Skinny girl with the golden hair. You look my way and your green eyes flare. I look back with a knowing glare. I brace myself for your attack.
increasingly aware that this peaceful time is running out and that if I want to get out of here without an argument I’m going to have to be quick.
They were all sitting quietly each lost in their own thought when they heard a knock on the door and Lorraine, Mercedes's grandmother walked in.
My night was getting a little odd for me. There's plenty of evidence that Jack was a vampire, yeah, but the guy who attacked him, a werewolf. No. "Uh," my voice shook a little as I drew the sound out.
#FridayFun Crouched - in a hole, lone; death bullets circle his home. Child, stranger to calm. Fear - a common foe, That visits with every shot. Trapped, nowhere to go.
My last day of my ' c h i l d h o o d ' Tomorrow I'm eighteen. It's funny when I think about how many years I've seen.
Different and VERY unexpected. enjoy :) xx Part 12 I woke up in bed with my clothes on from yesterday. I rolled over on my bed, but realised that Bobby was holding me very protectively to him.
CRUNCH. I land on the ground. Snow is falling around me, but when I look closer, it appears to be poems.
Hey you, Great to actually speak to you today on the phone; it was good to hear your voice. I've missed talking to you.
They wished each other well. Tho he could never really tell. What was on her fragile mind. Over again and now for the last time. He felt himself slipping away inside.
Forget his name. Forget his face. Forget his kiss. His warm embrace. Forget the love you once. knew. Remember he has someone new. Forget him when they played your song.
The hurt she carries suffocates her so. Life for her is one that she can't let go. Her unhappiness is hidden from all eyes. Look deep enough, you will hear the cries.
Every now and then you have phases where you become really quiet because something has upset you or annoyed you. I don't know if it's because of me or someone else.
It's was strange how they looked at each other, almost humorous, their eyes bulging out of their sockets, like a freeze frame at the moment of shock.
Chapter 1 "Wake up sleepy head rise and shine," said my mom she has the prettiest blonde hair and blue eyes while I have straight boring brown hair and brown eyes. "Let me go back to sleep.
From a girls POV I couldn't believe what this person had texted me. I hadn't done anything to upset them, only raised my hand a few times to my favourite teacher - who just happened to be a guy.
Rain's p.o.v I was the first one to wake up and it was 3 am. We had to get there at four and our flight left at six. I loaded Hayden's car with our bags and suitcases.
Uncontrollable fire swept through my home like an angry, roaring beast. Nothing but acrid smoke was burning the inside of my lungs, as that was all I could breathe in.
I was lured down into the basement where it was dark, oh it was very dark. I was lured by my emotions and not by my heart.