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His dark hair, His many glares, His muscled arms, His non existent charms. The ladies love him the way he is, Wanting to entwine their fingers with his.
Chapter 9 I suddenly woke waves of heat rushing up my body. I might pass out. Cap was snoring and Fortis was, well I don't know.
:D gonna continue. Wish me luck with 3 stories lol, but I think I may switch off. Like post 5 stories of Hopeless one week the next week Just Another Love Story and then Lost in Nowhere.
A friend sent me this, I had to re-post it here.
In a world so full of vampires, We humans have no say. Highly sought out for our blood, We all must hide away.
[this is the intro. I'll post the story later] In the year 3098 on april 17 a sucessful experiment emerged. No one knew the magnitude of this seemingly tiny achievement within a world of knowledge.
Just had a crazy dream about a dystopian future where Asperger's Syndrome was treated as a serious mental illness. Serious weirdness, and it was very fragmented, giving me bits of a middle and an end.
He ran... Bare feet through the ramshackled street. The once smooth road now littered with debris and rubble. His feet stung with the virgin sensation of unprotected soles clashing with untamed...
Hush little girl, go back to sleep. You're dreaming again, that's all, That men in black robes are on the creep With monsters roaming the hall.
If the world was hell,. Your nanny would be Joseph Kony,. The only ship would be the Titanic,. Osama Bin Laden would come back from the dead and be in charge of the Nobel Peace Prize,.
“Happy Hunger Games. And may the odds be ever in your favor!” -Effie Trinket “Here’s some advice.
I would like to point out if you have read my previous Opuss's , 13th Of The 13 Pt.1 and Pt.2, they were set in the year 2013, but this part of the series, 14th Of The 14 is set in 2014, a year after...
Chapter 3 Sleeping would be easy if you were in a warm bed like those ones they sell in Cinereo that are much fancier than mine.
#WriteMoarStories At the Justice building, we are navigated through endless corridors. Lilibeth and I are separated into two small adjacent rooms.
The sweat. There was so much of it. Pouring down the faces of many children. Myself included. Slap slap slap, our shoes hit the cold, wet pavement.
Chapter 2 "No, let me come with her, no" Fortis shouts, picks up a stick and attacks Resonare but Umbra turns around quickly and attacks him with a temperamental paralyser thing and he collapses to...
Chapter 1 We still keep in touch with Cap, ever since our return, every Saturday.
Rax dashed through the rain as lightning shattered the sky and thunder boomed through the forest. He ran and ran and ran. They were coming, he could sense it. They were getting closer.
It's a sick world I noticed that a lot of people were making parodies of children's songs and nursery rhymes so I decided I would do one of it's a small world.
Like the peeling paint, the screeching gate, the littered streets, the lying cheats, society is falling, hard with little resistance, a dense rock into a polluted river, thick with shameless uncare.
I was born for a reason. A purpose. An aim. To sow their misfortune. To kill. And to maim. But chose to change track. To rebel. To step out. To warn of death coming. To sing. Devout.
#OpussWings I had been sat in the chair for an age. Straps at my limbs, like a cage. Matted hair and whitewashed walls, Other experiments' screams and calls.
Just to let you know, from now on, this series will be called 'The Unloved Boy'. Enjoy. #WriteMoarStories I wake up with aching back muscles and searing pain where the whip lashed me.
Chapter 10 I hop to my feet and get changed. I wear my blue flip flops, white dress and tie my hair back in a tight french braid with a blue ribbon on the end. Today was the chosing ceromony.