We Are The Saviours
We are in the business Of saving human life We offer a glimmer of hope Amidst the chaos and strife We do carry weapons But that's not the message we send We carry them for protection For those who...
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We are in the business Of saving human life We offer a glimmer of hope Amidst the chaos and strife We do carry weapons But that's not the message we send We carry them for protection For those who...
"Always look on the bright side of life" Well this is just great.
Chapter 17 " what do you mean?". I was in love with him and this night felt so right. I wanted her more than anything. " if anything goes wrong I will lose you". He sad with sadness in his voice.
Look at how many pages there are... Challenge: how many is there I LOVE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA. I LOVE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA. I LOVE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA. I LOVE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA.
(you should probably go and read the prologue I wrote for this before you read this but you don't have to) Chapter 1 "How could you Kathy I trusted you!" That was the first thing I heard when I...
-TIFFANY- I started awake, breathing heavily with beads of sweat forming across my brow like an assortment of diamonds. "T. What's wrong?" Nate whispered from above me, not sounding tired.
-TIFFANY- When I woke up the next morning, I turned over and flopped my arm onto Nate's side of the bed, only to find it cold and empty. "Nate?" I murmured, still half asleep.
Eyes sunken in, pale white skin, sharp pointed fangs on both sides. I have a heart yet with no beat I'm alive. My only fear is daylight.
Mystery after gala night It says mystery of soprano's flight Mystified all the papers say We are mystified, we suspect foul play Bad news on soprano's scene First Carlotta now Christine Still, at...
I'm working in pig heaven, Such a long, long way from Devon, The footie's on our little screen, In our hut surrounded in greens, I miss my writing, I really do, Especially when knee-deep in poo.
Good morning lovely marek who isn't mine anymore if u ever were mine. Idk. I never asked. It's that jerk victoria.
Chapter 1: Umm.. Hi. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* (Sorry it's so short!) "Friday. Friday?" Calls a distant voice in my ear, I fall softly back to earth and raise my eyes to meet my managers.
Name - Mackenzie Fav color - Black Fav animal - Rainbow unicorn xD Fav band - BOTDF also known as Blood on the Dance Floor HATERS MAKE ME FAMOUS.
Sorry it's been a while, I hope you enjoy it all the same though... Chapter 9 AGAINST HELP: "And you're my perfect lover," he whispered back, stroking my hair. I pulled away to look at him.
"Jack. What is it?" he remained still as a statue. His breathing rate increased until he was hyperventilating. "what do we do?" Florence asked wide eyed.
*another long nonsensical rant. I don't usually post quotes. But here's one of my favourite and most thought about quotes from John Donne and a bit about what it means to me.
#nightdwellers #beginningline He stepped silently out of the shadows like a specter, his face ashen in the cold moonlight, the wind lifting the tails of his suit jacket and playing with strands of...
| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | The walls are bookcases, | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | up to the ceiling, | Leathery and dust-heavy, | |...
"You are not welcome here. This is not the place for you!" Forgach commanded. "It is time for you to leave." Everyone's eyes were focused on him, looking for help, looking for re assurance.
Hi. I am writing a new story called 'Psychic Love'. It is a fantasy story. Please tell me what you think of the first chapter. Chapter 1 New Day I woke up, groaning.
As our friends surrounded us with multiple conversations with everything from sex, sports and the weather, I felt like I was in my own private bubble with Johnny.
For dreams never dreamed. And hopes never kept. And love never gleamed. And tears never wept. We fight for this all. And lay in our graves. We fight and we fall. For truth never saves.
It's here. :) x *Justin's POV* "I told you he'd find those pictures" I sighed, running the small cloth under the ice cold tap.
I stepped in the woods having no idea what to expect. The deep darkness overwhelms me. The fealing of uneasiness haunts me, I feal eyes beating down the back of my neck.