Publish. Read. Get Read.
Random First Lines:TRAIN HARD... GET HARDER.Largest selection of protein,Fat Burn & post workout supplements from all the major brands.Visit... » Read
By Syrma Lesath
When you dance you turn into someone else. You meet new people and eventually you fall in love... sweet, gentle, book-like love.
Isabella Swan is a girl without hope. A mom that doesn't care, and an abusive dad. She has no friends, and is alone in the struggle to find hope for the future, or for life, for that matter. She has one thing keeping her going: her very own angel.
Alec lives with his mother and sister Bella due to his mothers job they move around alot, he thought it would be like every other time but when he meets a blue eyed boy his life is changed forever.
a short story, consisting of a character waiting for her loved one to return.
Short Story | Updated Jul 29, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Angel Plant
For you I will give everything
Poetry | Updated Jul 28, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Ring Around the Rosy.
Short Story | Updated Jul 26, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Peter Hunter
... case of mistaken identity...
Short Story | Updated Jul 22, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A story about the passion of rock and roll
Short Story | Updated Jul 11, 2012 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A stirring new werewolf fantasy novella like no other written by the author of novels Frost Bound and Scout & Gypsy Boy, Skylar Hunt
By Moo Shoo
A heart felt poem about life on the battle field
When love has caused you lack of confidence.
Poetry | Updated Jun 29, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Someday decades from now, a baby girl will be born. Her name will be Avery Precious Rose. Avery is her human name. Her last name will be Rose because she will be the treasure to all Vampires. Vampires favorite flower is her, R.O.S.E. R: Red Blood, O: only wise one, S: sweet hearted, and E:...
Shadow that precedes death
Poetry | Updated Jun 23, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0
Aren't really me
A new person has
Come from the rotten shell
Of what I once was.
Thank you from saving me
From the nothing
I once was
And making me feel
That's why when the day
Comes that we must part
That day will burn
A hole in my heart.
Poetry | Updated May 29, 2012 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0