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After the battle
Poetry | Updated Sep 15, 2009 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 5
A challenging day in my life...eternally the optimist though.
Poetry | Updated Sep 12, 2009 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The story follows two lonely and complicated young characters that seem to have completely different views on life. Meet the handsome lady killer Kane Jiro, born into privilege and wealth; he is the typical spoilt brat complete with the impulsive, obnoxious and arrogant character. Heâ€™s...
By Victoria Howes
A young girl wakes up in a towering forest. Her name, and her age are the only things she knows.
Quickly she learns the way of the world she lives in, but something doesn't feel right.
After she meets Jack, the mysterious Alyssa and many enemies and friends, she realises she must play a more...
By Gadzookziie Spice 99
I dont hold back the pride
My little boy he was so brave
Every one of them are brave men
With roses on their grave
The tale of Syris, a legend among his people.
By Athena Minerva
...ode to my brothers and sisters...thank you...
Chapter I. This chapter introduces the main character and tells you a bit about his life
the first creak in the glass......... a true story any comments are welcome i am new at this so thanks guys
this is for my best friend ! you laugh i laugh , you cry i cry, you sing i'll clap you jump................i'll always catch you when you fall
A brief action based combat story of a gladitorial contest. Possibly to be part of a longer novel.
Short Story | Updated Aug 23, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Z White
The continuing tale of BÃ¡n GaÃ³thâ€™s descent into the castle
Novel | Updated Aug 23, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
When Rito and his brother Hiro atemps to run away, they end up being chased by a stanger. Somehow they're entered into a magical academy where their dead mother used to go to...
I would like to clearly state that this is my Grandmother's Poem, hince the name 'Granny's Messed Up Poetry'. This is one of my fav's. My Grandmother diddn't make it up though, her mother told her, and someone must have told her. If you have heard this poem before maybe you'll understand it.
Poetry | Updated Aug 18, 2009 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4