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The houses were built uniquely where she lived. First of all, she lived on a beach. Second of all, the nearest house was 4 miles away.
I walked down the clean streets, the moon watching down upon me, the smell of baked goods and sweets filled my nostrils from the multiple stores surrounding me.
On the way to the air quarters no one spoke a word to me. All I got was strange looks as people whispered to their friends. It was like that the rest of the day and I felt really awkward.
I want to tell you about a story of a little helper. She is not just anyone's helper but Santa clauses helper. She was brought back from the shelter on one of Santa clauses many visits there.
Sitting in the lounge room of our home I look at Alystair and Constantine's toys strewn around the place I can't help the sigh that escapes me as I get to my feet and start cleaning the room for what...
They met on the dark side of FaeEdge, in a province they had not explored. There was a full moon overhead, and white flowers as delicate as snowflakes bloomed next to the slender trees.
((Contains slight adult langue, so please don't read if you don't find it appropriate, Thank you.)) Chapter 2- The Journey Home The principal's voice came over the over the loudspeaker, " I...
I didn't mind the task, in all reality. I made myself seem very close to her for the public's and her sake. But I really did it for myself.
I started running up the driveway, but the rocks from the gravel were digging into the soles of my uncovered feet. My breathing hastened, and the blood from my feet trailed behind me.
"A wonderful Father, teacher, and helper to us all. May he rest in peace." Roslyn placed a flower on Walter's casket, her fingers locked with Jordan's. It was all over. The world was safe.
One thousand gifted stood in a line, armed. The sun began to set. Jordan was in the front line, with Flynn at his side, leading the group. Flynn put a hand on his shoulder. Jordan looked at him.
Chapter 1 I was given it when I was born. A gem I mean. Now I'd lost it. Just what I wanted for Christmas. NOT. I'm going to get into loads of trouble now. That gem was so special.
First thing I start work on when i start revising Oberon is characters. I need better arcs and deeper emotional connections with each other and the reader.
The thing about Oberon that makes it so difficult to write is because it is about this tight knit family and yes I do put a little bit of myself into each character so that I can analyze them in that...
"He should've been back two hours ago." Jordan growled, pacing around the camp. Flynn ran a hand through his dark hair nervously. "What do you say we do then?" Jordan clenched his fists.
Prolouge Mary loved spring. The soft breezes and friendly sun, the moist air and tiny colour full flowers everywhere you look.
Children don't like bed time. It's fact that when you are a child you do as much as you can to avoid bed. Why. I don't know.
Well, it appeared that the LostFae were not exactly genial.
Chapter 1 Rosie's POV Him. He was so familiar but I didn't even recognize him. Okay, okay.
Lonely lullaby lost in the tides of time, repeating itself to avoid the bottomless pit of oblivion, a black hole made of the sweetest memories and of lost hopes and abandoned wishes, slipped from...
Back in the days of Mars bars and Snickers lived a boy named Frank. His mother gave him his name when he was born although her husband wanted to call him Bruno.
Dr. Clifford Gates sat on the ground on the site of his latest archeological excavation in southwest Sicily, and pondered the irony of his situation.
Yacob sat in the pitch black, not sure if he was awake or asleep. He had been in here for so long that he no longer knew when was day and when was night.
In a detention far from what we have imagined lays a place with 3 kingdoms this land is called the NeverNever the 3 kinds a the ice kingdom where everything is covered in ice or made of it ruled by a...