Chapter 1
#2 of written works in which alastair and his brother adrian meet varian. our story begins at twilight, as night approaches over the kingdom of avalon.
GTU: The next phase
**work in progress** took my sweet time with this one i know but better late than never. story 2. pain. greif. all one feels when they lose their father. a human named tom. a splinter faction human.
Random description.
This is one of my first descriptive pieces of work from when i was in year 6 (6th grade for all those who dont know). its all word for word, so please tell me what you think! i may be writing some more descriptive pieces from my recent work too.
Work In Progress - Magic Show
working on a story centered around my bunnygirl ashton and her man lucien and how they met. _disclaimer; this is a story centered around two original chracters and does eventually involve smut.
In The Beginning
Thunderous explosions rock the decimated buildings as they echo down the streets. Flashes of fire and lightning sear the skies as the Titans clash in the courtyard below. Blow after earth-shattering blow are struck upon each combatant as Light and Dark...
HoA Chapter 12: Tears
Kaille approached his rescuer from behind, bum leg slowing him down slightly as he reached out to touch the shoulder of the quiet Pharos, his back turned and still, resembling a statue that stood silently vigilant against the noisy background. Upon...
WIP
At first, mother had insisted that they stay and fight, that they could all escape if they worked together, but father had refused, arguing that they were more likely to all die if they didn't split up.
Chapter 3: The Two Weeks
"we should be working on the analysis as soon we have read the text thoroughly and after that i'll work on the perspectives and structure of the text and you can work with the interpretation and meaning of the text" "yes, sir!"
[SCRAP] Towers of Heaven Come Crashing Down
The sky has been pierced, as Heaven's bastions collapse one by one into the realm below. The sky that was once blue has taken a red hue, and become filled with holes like shattered glass; beyond which lies only blackened emptiness. How the change came...
Lost Hope
The soft patter of rain was all that could be heard now amongst the ruined buildings. Smoking debris and charred remains of a once proud city littered the streets. With the eerie silence seeming to last an eternity, a few of the residents that had hid...
Office Faux Pas
Why, if she had foals - even hybrid foals - she wouldn't have to come in to work. and wouldn't that be something nice! not to have to work!
Far From Home: How I've improved.
She laughed, and we got to work.