Helen's first soiree part 2 by HuskeyNinja, literature
Literature
Helen's first soiree part 2
It was now the night of the soiree and Takuma and Brad were downstairs in the moon dorm waiting for Serena and Helen to come down.
"Helen are you ready to go yet?"Serena asked as she knocked on Helen's room door "just let get my shoes on"Helen said as she put on a pair of wedge sandles that had a single white band on them with multi colored hearts on the band "ok let's go Serena"Helen said as she left her room with her shoulders covered as they walked down to meet with Takuma and Brad.
"wow the two of you look like princess"Brad said as he gently took Serena by the hand and made their way to the car "Helen don't worry I'll be with you alrig
Helen's first soiree part 3 by HuskeyNinja, literature
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Helen's first soiree part 3
as Takuma entered the office he saw his grandfarther Asato sitting behind a desks filling out some forms "grandfarther why have you taken her why have you taken Helen?"Takuma said sharply "these dose not consern you Takuma."Asato simply replyed as one of the men in a lab coat entered the office with the test tube of Helen's blood and handed it to Asato who then removed the lid that was on it and to taste it but Takuma quickly caught the scent of Helen's blood and a feeling of anger filled him "what have you done to her?"Takuma asked with anger in his eyes as Asato drank the test tube of Helen's blood and turned to Takuma "her blood has a tast
it was a clear night at cross academy school and Brad had been spending less time with Serena for two days and when Serena asked him he would just simply say he had some studying to do when he was working on something next to the academy lake and tonight was the night Brad would do something special for Serena.
Serena was in her dorm room brushing her hair while sat next to her window with the moon light shining in and making her blue eyes sparckle like the night sky with stars Serena then heard a knock on her door "come in it's open"Serena replyed as she put her hairbrush down on her bedside table and turned her head to her door "I said you
Yes, I am a teenage girl by NinjaSkillz99, literature
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Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I am a teenage girl
No, I don't squeal over One Direction
No, I don't wear mini skirts
No, I don't curl my hair everyday
No, I don't need my phone 24/7
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I prefer Edward Scissorhands over Edward Cullen
Yes, I like violent video games
Yes, I like action movies
Yes, I listen to Rock
Yes, I am a teenage girl
No, I don't draw hearts all over my homework
No, I don't spend 20 minutes trying to make myself resemble a porcelain doll
No, I'm not afraid to cry
No, I don't party every weekend
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I hate reality shows
Yes, my hair is short and messy
Yes, I'd rather walk in the woods
Yes, I a
His Butler : preconceptions (demon eyes) by smallsmiles, literature
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His Butler : preconceptions (demon eyes)
His butler: preconceptions by smilingcrescent
Ciel was a small child. Sebastian could have easily snapped his neck simply enough when the child needed gentle tending (on swollen feet), with his (weakened bones from that) ordeal. Even now, his rapidly beating heart seems it might burst at any moment.
But Sebastian does not crush the boy's throat to send blood, (delicious and sweet with childhood and streaks of viscous, bitter tragedy) into the air, no. He simply listens, longingly, perhaps, to that over-zealous heart. How many beats would it continue on, even after separating from (through) the boy's ribs? The crackand the
flying onto dawn
past the midnight clear
the clock tower
sounds the time for all to hear
time is coming short
dawn is reaching for you
as you push harder
the fingertips are at your feet
you soar as fast and far
to find safety
from the impending trouble
the sun is rising over the peaks
there you see it
the place that is always dark
you swope in
just as the sun soars
over the ground below
just as you soar
through the night
but unrestraied by the curse
of no light
Kidnapped by vampires 10 by DragionKira, literature
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Kidnapped by vampires 10
"Have you always drank heavy vodka? I mean you drink it like a pro." Blake said with raised eyebrows. I turned around to dig in the fridge for any kind of fruity thing to squirt in my vodka that was in a shot glass on the bar beside Blake's.
"No, i'm just good at not showing the fact it burns like hell." i laughed without looking back at him. I closed the fridge and turned back around when i didn't find anything that seemed right to put in my vodka and sat beside Blake at the bar again.
"Why do you and Nathan hate eachother so much?" i asked bluntly before downing the entire shot glass at one time. I blinked for a second and didn't show any
thing to think about by angelicvampire1213, literature
Literature
thing to think about
not many know my real name those who get the pleasure too are the ones that have proven to be trustworthy if u dont like it too bad im not here to please any one besides my family and if u dont like it u can kiss my a$$ and kick rocks hhahah as for my age all u need to know is that im old enough to drink, go to the casino legally thats all you really need to know
Sit back relax and enjoy exploring my world watch out though for as the darkness that lurks in the corners will overcome u and play on your fears and phobias
I AM ME no one will change me
if u are gonna judge me cuz of the way i look, dress, talk or how i act than dont even waste
Tides of Blood: Chapter 1 - Regret by PowerPitan, literature
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Tides of Blood: Chapter 1 - Regret
Inquisitorial Log: Subject 2710:AB-4710:59C
Identity: Arius Flavaran
Biography: Arbitrator of Hive World Scintilla. Former acolyte of Inquisitor Malkovich. Upon Malkovich's death, transferred into service of Inquisitor Maxwell of Ordo Hereticus. Given temporary leave after Sinophia Incident. Recalled to active duty to assist with Threat-Rating Hereticus Extremis.
"Gregor get me on the line with Maxwell NOW." I yelled over the gunfire. We were surrounded in the middle of a lower hive street. Low on ammunition. These... things were relentless. Twisted humans reduced to flesh eating horrors. I kept firing my autogun until it clicked. "This