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The world of dreams is a fantastic place were all things are possible!
What if you were alone with a machine designed to kill you?
Novel | Updated Jan 24, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Nene Violle is plain sad. She roams the lonely street of Manhattan with no one to talk to. But when a new girl opens herself up to Nene, Nene is happy that believes that she has finally made a friend. But little did she know that her new 'friend' was designed to kill. And Nene was #1 on her...
Novel | Updated Jan 23, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 16
Some things have to stay hidden. If we knew everything that lies ahead, all would live in fear.
Poetry | Updated Jan 22, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 5
In this fantasy thriller. A newborn dragon left behind in a village raid goes in search of its parents murderers.
By Ryan M Akers
What if no one knew anything about you?
By Wolven Instinct
Yet another poem done with Itsu. ^-^
By Ryan M Akers
The title says it all.
I know this is getting old... but it's a vampire story. A young girl is bought up to be a warrior. When she's old enough she gets forced in to an all-out-war. Victory always thought it was all about war and that's all that mattered. Until she realized what war really was. Than she found Amaru....
Novel | Updated Jan 1, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A thought provoking piece for the young and inexperienced looking for answers.
Poetry | Updated Dec 27, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
First attempt at poetry :)
Not sure what exactly I was aiming at here
Too repetative I think
I would love to hear what you think
By Carina Lea
A daughter betrays her mother, ignoring her for years. When her mother shows up at her doorstep she treats her like a beggar on the street, showing hostility and ignorance. Just moments before her mother's death, the daughter finally admits that she was wrong but she her confession is to late. A...
A poem I wrote about someone who's lonely and feels unloved.
I wrote this when I was in deep thought.
What was it, that I saw, or was it merely an illusion?
Poetry | Updated Dec 6, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0