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By Angel Beatz
All my poems come from heartâ€¦ Enjoy ~
But only a select few understand meâ€¦
Sometimes, looking at the world through different eyes is the only way someone can understand how cruel it is.
By Katherine Mystery
Surge, Lapsis (The fallen Rise)
Da In (Give in)
Utinam Creatoris junges (May you join the Creator)
Conscience is our souls engine. We need it. We always need it. In order of living a rich life of joy or perhaps grieffe we better spread it all over our soul, our heart, our mind. We better keep it awake because with out it we are lost, we are devastated , we will never find some where we belong...
Everything shatters around him as he falls into a world he doesn't know.
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Poetry | Updated Sep 20, 2014 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
~This is a novel that is co-written with my fiance~
Serion Blackbane. A normal teenage human.
He goes to school. Makes friends. Has normal teenage problems.
That is until he one day finds himself in a whole different situation. Confused and unable to explain how, Serion finds himself in a...
By Mr Watson
Dreams are nothing !
By Jay Bake
A young boy named Bean wakes up in a strange place all alone. At first he appears to be alone before a kid Bean's age named Pop shows up and decides to lead Bean out the darkness. Neither kid knows what's after them, but they'll have to get along long enough to escape whatever lurks in the shadows.
Sarah has a horrible dream and when she wakes up, she's transported into another nightmare, but this time, she's not sleeping. She's in the worst nightmare a person could have. Can Zacky save her from her fate or will he doom them both, along with Johnny and Brian?
By Paul Dabrowski
The first Chap of my current Work In Progress. Mad Season (working title) is about a killer stalking the streets of Chicago. Except his targets aren't random. There is reason behind what they are doing.
A story I made from Personal experience that I created for my english coursework of a horrid event whiles trying to go sleep. No treatment nor cure can get rid of it.
Seeing stuff ... Mayb. Hearing stuff ... Maybe.
peaceful sleep ... Not at all.
Uh. This expresses more of my thoughts and me.
The shadows live in the forgotten places...
Short Story | Updated Jul 30, 2014 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Becuase it's the fucking shit. THIS IS THE BUISNESS
The sequel to "Growing Tails", a novel based on my short story, "His Eyes". The battles begin against the Army of Shadows.
By Ted Gerard
It's about a succubus, demon hunters and a young girl becoming a woman of sorts...