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Random First Lines:Meditation, Karma, and Nonviolence
Teachings and Practices From The Buddhist and Jain Cultures
We are all afraid of the dark...
(The story's genre is gothic I think, in french we say "fantastique".)
The beast will not rest till he has got her. The flesh of a woman...the smell of a woman...but who will be sacrficed to him?
This was inspired by thre hunger games, enjoy!
The hunger burned. A creature stirred within me, its conscience pulsing through my body. Pain racked my body; I fall to my knees into pitiless darkness.
Novel | Updated Sep 15, 2012 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Lance Brown
The Beast is about a horrible creature
Short Story | Updated Sep 15, 2012 | Reads: 45 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 5
this is the story of a young boy gone two soon
Poetry | Updated Aug 25, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Oliver is a boy with a wild imagination who comes across a strange egg that rises from a lake.
Ciaren has been alone since it came to her. It destroyed her hopes and dreams and now she just tries to get along day after day. Until she saves Ethan from thugs one day. Can he help her learn to live with the beast that walks in her everyday or will it devour him like the rest? Can she be saved?
By Matthew Ryan Mullins
Not your average beast.
Short Story | Updated Jul 30, 2012 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The main character and Samantha want to enter an abandoned house to have a supernatural experience, but the repetitive experience teaches the main character that he has to be careful with what he wishes.
Another short story i came up with.
Any resemblance to a real story may be coincidental,...
This is about a young girl whos innocence had been taken advantage of, and the anger that raged inside.
By The Ghost Poet
A poem of human turning to beast.
Twisted fairy tale, but on Beauty and The Beast. Character death, so be warned.
Short Story | Updated Jul 9, 2012 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Into a small village where the winter brings unspeakable horrors a woman of a sort not often encountered rides a gray mare carrying only the sword her father died holding and the pistol her father died shooting.
The beast in the castle ruins sits in his cavernous lair and waits.
Love can be tough, but it's even tougher for Miranda. Her state of mind gets the better of things. It's hard being human.