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After many years of resting an evil returns to Ivan and hell after many years thought dead
A part in the story when the character meet their first archangel, a being of both angel and demon.
By Miss Lea
There was a guy who wrote a poem about a lack of the stars in the day time... so I responded with this poem...
We are the ones who gives you all the emotions you feel. Without us humans would be pretty much like zombies... no emotions.
When Alruth's life, friends and family are snatched away from him by the Darkness, he vows to find Darkness and avenge his family...
Hey guys, I know its been a long time since I published a new story, but I've been very busy since I'm still in school and stuff...btw, just turned 15 :D Happy...
This is my first entry and my first chapter and my only one for this selection. I intend on writing many more pages, and submitting it for a writing contest, so I put the entry on here for honest criticism. I based it on a few small drawings I once saw online, so a few of the ideas, I admit, are...
A short conversation in which two entities discuss light, darkness, and earth.
Short Story | Updated Jun 21, 2014 | Reads: 23 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Arturon Gillespie
Within your mind is the power to make change. This has an audio with music mix, to complement the words,Simply select audio to hear it.
By Arid Land Kate
Hi guys, this is probably all you will hear of me for a while. So I based this on a book I read and my opinion of it, it's a new book so those who know of it should be able to guess what it is. I guess I wanted to show that there's no such thing as 'good' and 'bad'. Enjoy :)
By James Feww
This feeling and thought have been bothering me for many days.
Poetry | Updated Jun 16, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Midnight Cat Lonely Child
When My love bled out and left me hollow
on the spot totally random Xp
#missing my girl
By Midnight Black Cat
When the night awakens and the sun goes to sleep, innocence is lost when those that are passed come back
Poetry | Updated Jun 2, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Erik Meberg
My brother makes the noises for the talkies.
Poetry | Updated May 30, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0