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By Robert Kasch
Just one slip and ...
Poetry | Updated Jun 6, 2015 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 6
Hundreds of years ago, the Dead was awoken by the Dark Elder God Vibbous, and led into combat against the Four Nations: Timberia, Arctikha, Oare, and Elvia. After years of conflict and suffering, and with the help of the Divine Elder Goddess, Luphinia, the Four Nations reigned victorious, and an...
By Kimberly Adams
Jessie looks nothing like her family. She does look like her best friend's family though. It is not until Jessie's doctor recommends a bone marrow transplant for her that they discover that Jessie is not a biological member of her family. That must mean that she was switched at birth. But then...
Warriors FanFiction (obviously I don't own Warriors).
In a world where light has been overshadowed by the cruel darkness of a tyrannical leader, a small group of cats will rise to challenge the destinies laid before them.
By Eul Houghton
A girl named Annie who lives in rural Kentucky reminisces about a day where her life took a huge turn after a devastating event, then goes on to reveal other things that took place in her life. She has to grow up quickly because people who have told her they would be there for her aren't. It's...
Every night he wakes up with claw marks and bruises all over his body. And every night they get worse and worse.
By Juli Monat
When love become an obssesion the other
part become turn into fanatism.
Want something chilling? This is the story for you.
The alpha of the Winter Clan battles the Mountain Hood Pack ---whoâ€™s alpha is his sister--- for the Wolf Garden, who gives a home to the Winter Clan but when a crush between two pups from the fighting packs unfolds, will the Mountain Hood Pack have to step down?
A man reflects while trapped inside a cave, pinned by a fallen boulder. As he awaits his friends return, he begins to understand that he may die.
By Juli Monat
We are made of "flesh,bone",no sugar,no sun.
Poetry | Updated Dec 19, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Subtle and kind,
Though hopeful you'll find,
Her heart is blind,
Though hopeful you'll find.
By Naomi Folettia
Interpret it any way you want. This is very deep.
By Lunar Bird
A writer's letter to her characters.