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By Kacie Taylor
Monsters exist, monsters who hunt for the one thing they lack. A soul. Though they were once human, they have no memory of who they were, no identity. They exist without conscience or compassion. All of them except one. He is determined to fight against what he has become. But what happens when...
Book | Updated Mar 5, 2015 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
There has been a sudden spike in stillbirths. A team of scientists have determined that this is due to a lack of available souls in the world. Meanwhile, a secret society is trying to deal with the knowledge that *they* are the guilty party.
I'm posting this as a request from a friend of...
Short Story | Updated Jan 13, 2015 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Crow Of Light
I have no words on this poem, not because it is that amazing but because at this exact moment of uploading it my mind has gone blank; So with out further-a-do enjoy :)
By Amanda Maloney
A wandering soul dreams of coming face to face with her own remarkable self in the mirror. She realizes how afraid she has become to really live her life, and how she has forgotten who she is. We can only remember by seeing our own reflections.
Dorian Huxley is a former head of homicide who has gone into Private Investigation. Working for himself he finds constant business helping the very force he quit solve cold cases and any other puzzling crimes. As the Head of Homicide, there was no case he couldn't solve. His secret? Well......
Emilia LeBlanc, a girl of age 24, is invited to an antiquated mansion with her friend Johan for a relaxing vacation in Dusseldorf, Germany.
But as it turns out, it is not that simple.
Unseen forces haunt the mansion, which resides beside the lost civilisation of Anor Londo. Its inhabitants...
a short inside to the feeling of inseparable love
Poetry | Updated Sep 28, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A continuous poem in a form that i meant to be read through in a rap-like fashion.
Poetry | Updated Sep 27, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
All people are alike : happy or sad. There are also those : happy in their sorrow.
Essay | Updated Sep 25, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Prusela Bhowmick
What is Love?
This is what love is to me.....
Poetry | Updated Sep 23, 2014 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By A V Scott
This is an ultra short story that I submitted a while back to a contest on a website called fastories.com . I got pretty good reviews there so I thought I might share it with this community as well! :D
This poetry is a re-up of my essay called
This is my latest poem i wrote.I have chosen a horror theme to express my feelings. I have based it round the concept of the tortured soul been on display to a carnival of them.It actually scared me when i wrote it.ha ha.
Vanity teaches painful and humiliating lessons. Only if we humble ourselves do we have an opportunity to experience God's comforting grace.
In the XXI century, â€œGodâ€ remains an unknown value to humans. Although â€œGodâ€ is the fundamental value in this world, as he is the Creator of all. A modern human cannot accept the idea of the existence of â€œGodâ€ due to lack of evidence that â€œGodâ€...